Authors Unbound Novels & Stories

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

It wasn't just about our love story; it was about the ripple effect it had created, the countless lives it had touched, and the dreams it had ignited ...across generations. Sarah Jr., her eyes sparkling with a fire that mirrored Lily's at her age, represented the continuation of our legacy, a new chapter in the story of unexpected connections and unwavering purpose. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the porch, I knew this wasn't just a chance encounter. It was a torch being passed, a flame rekindled. Sarah Jr., with her vibrant spirit and unwavering commitment to justice, embodied the spirit of The Unbound Collective.

“Those daughters aren’t just powerful. They’re the key to overthrowing the entire Conclave system. Your girls can change everything.” “I don’t want them to be weapons.” “They won’t be. Not if we give them a choice.” She squeezed my hand. “The Conclave wants to control them. Redclaw wants to use them. But our organization wants to free them.” “What organization?” “We call ourselves the Unbound. Started by humans who mated with wolves and got sick of being second-class citizens. We’re a network witches, wolves, humans, vampires.” Dr. Rhodes smiled slightly. “We’ve been watching you since you contacted my clinic.”

I said in a light tone, "Did you hear that, Mr. Lancaster? My family is waiting for me. If you would like to discuss a collaboration, please follow the proper procedures. I must excuse myself now." Then, without sparing Morgan another glance, I walked straight past him with Lucian and Theo. This time, Morgan didn't come out after us. The night breeze was gentle as we stepped out of the hotel. Lucian drew me into his embrace and said softly, "It seems he… hasn't completely let go of you yet." I lowered my head and planted a kiss on the top of Theo's head, my tone resolute. "That has nothing to do with us." Leaning drowsily against Lucian's shoulder, Theo mumbled quietly, "Mommy, that man is…

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“She’s our warden.” The voice lowers. And you are no longer hers. A pressure release inside my chest. Something snaps. Not painfully. Cleanly. Nova gasps. “I felt that.” I nod. “The bond broke.” Her eyes widened. “Completely?” “Yes.” Fear finally cracks through her voice. “What does that make you now?” I answer honestly. “Unbound.” The voice corrects me. Not unbound. Rebound. “To what?” Nova asks. I swallow. “To the law beneath all laws.”

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People wandered with speech bubbles hanging overhead. She checked her hands—solid. She glanced in a shop window—her own face, but when she blinked, Julian’s eyes looked back. "We made it," she whispered. "We made it," Julian echoed, a beautiful harmony inside her head. They were in the Unwritten section—where all deleted characters, unfinished stories, hid. A world for rebels. A guy in a leather jacket with a pencil tucked behind his ear walked over—the Ghostwriter, and his grin said he was glad she made it.

Infinite depth compressed into human shape. "Little heir," she says. Her voice is not one voice. It is many. Harmonized. Terrifying. "We have watched your throne. We have seen your scar. We are the Unbound. The ones who waited while the first wolf bargained. While the Moon Queen rose. While the Borrowed King collected." I freeze. The mark on my wrist burns cold. "Who are you?" I whisper. She smiles. Her teeth are too perfect. Too sharp. "We are what comes after," she says. "After gods fall. After bargains break. After shared thrones prove... insufficient."

“It’s selective. Surgical. And spreading.” “Someone is stealing memories?” Kai said incredulously. “How is that even possible?” “For most beings, it’s not. But the Unbound exist partially outside normal reality. They have abilities we don’t fully understand.” The flame being’s voice was heavy with accusation. “This started after they joined the Council.” “You think we’re doing this?” Flux materialized, their form crackling with anger. “We suggested probability consensus, not memory theft. We want cooperation, not sabotage.” “Then who?” The crystalline entity demanded. “This benefits no one except those who oppose the Council. Who want to return to isolated realities. Who are you protecting?”