روايات وقصص ضمن Banished By Blood Bound By Fate

Let them cling to hope and emotion. When the time came none of it would matter. I would take what I needed from the girl. Create the army I required and establish Nocturna's dominance so thoroughly that no kingdom would dare challenge us for the next thousand years. The Fae had disappeared thinking they could escape consequence. Their last descendant would learn that legacy demanded payment. And I would collect every drop of blood owed.

I was clean. The woman stepped forward, her hands glowing with a soft, crimson light. "You have the fire to destroy, but the Sovereign must also have the power to save. This is the Blood-Bind. It is the only force that can shatter the curse Morvanna used to enslave Kieran’s will. Take it." She pressed her hands against my chest. A warm, golden energy flooded my heart. It was a specialized light, designed to seek out and break the chains of blood magic. It felt different from the white fire. It was not a weapon of war; it was a key. I felt complete.

he sighed, a sound of genuine, disappointed resignation. He pressed down. The blade tore into the flesh of my left forearm. A gasp of pure, unadulterated agony tore from my throat, my body violently jerking against the heavy metal chair. The thick leather straps bit mercilessly into my wrists and chest, holding me pinned, offering no escape from the searing heat of the blade. Hot, crimson blood began to well up from the deep, clean line he had drawn, spilling over my skin and dripping slowly, rhythmically, onto the pristine white tile floor. In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black.

Damion exclaims. “No, it wasn’t,” says Nadia, who had so far been only listening to their conversations. “Valkyrie didn’t choose the Oswyn bloodline. Binders are born in this bloodline only. This has been true since way before the vampires came about and the Junta has always been delegated the task of protecting the binder. A binder is used to bind the spell, just like the name suggests, so that its effects stay put.” “Oh,” says Tasha, “so she didn’t start this Oswyn bloodline thing, she found a binder and used her blood. Why didn’t the Junta try to stop her?”

“Yes, yes I know it means Lucas and I are bound together, that we are the ultimate pair, but what does it actually mean?” “Blood binding is ancient magic, before a time of humans, when gods and angels walked freely about the universe. There were some who chose to bind themselves to another in the form of a blood vow. A form of marriage if you will, only this could not be undone. Others were fated to be together, a product of a greater design. By binding yourself to another using a blood vow, they became apart of you and you them. One could not live without the other, it was like two parts of a soul. The magic was so powerful that they became an ultimate powerhouse, capable of destroying gala

I demonstrated, breathing in slowly, and felt her shuddering inhale against me as she tried to match my rhythm. When she finally pulled back, I searched her face. “Now tell me what’s wrong. Why are you so upset?” “Everything is ruined, Lisa.” Her voice was hollow, ancient, nothing like my mother’s usual warm tones. “I thought running would be enough. I changed our names, erased our trail, moved us across continents. I thought if we went far enough, if I buried our scent deep enough, he’d never find us.” She gripped my arms, her fingers trembling but strong enough to leave bruises. “But he’s coming. I can feel him in my blood, in the very air we breathe. The bond never truly breaks.”

Alister chuckled at me, “It’s like a person, who’s your lifetime blood supply.” “What!!” There was something like that!! I never heard about it!! “A lifetime blood supply?? And from only one person!! There’s something like that!!” “Yeah, you can make someone your Blood mate if you like the taste of their blood but it rarely ever happens since it also means you’ll get stuck with them for life and they get stuck with you for life. My wife is mine since she’s a fae but most vampires refuse to get bound like that plus among vampire couples no one would tolerate a third wheel since a vampire can’t be a blood mate and there are some other complications.”

"He was a demon before he died. You see, special demons can be reborn by the blood of another divine creature especially when they died in betrayal. That is the case of Locken" "Wow"Lilian mouthed. "He has a name afterall. Who betrayed him?" "I should leave"he made to hurriedly go but she held him back. "You can't just leave like that. I have to know everything if I can save Taynor"she mentioned. "You can't!"was his straight reply and she looked at him spitefully. "Get over Taynor, Lilian. He has a mate so don't interfere with his fate" "I wasn't going to"she retorted. "Can you learn not to butt into my business? Just go!"she yelled.

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th

We were bound by something deeper, something that defied explanation, something that sent a cold shiver crawling down my spine. We were something beyond mortal comprehension. Something tethered to the abyss itself, lurking in the shadows of fate, waiting to consume us whole. Kin, bound by blood and destiny. A fate intertwined not just by love or the pull of the mate bond, but by something ancient, something dark—something that whispered in the marrow of my bones, waiting, watching, lurking just beyond the veil of my understanding. What force had bound us so completely? And at what cost?