Binding Threads Novels & Stories

Anyone that crosses me will rue the day they were born,I thought with a sinister smile. After untying my hands,I slowly crack my neck from side to side, reliving the kinks in my neck. I feel the fear in the air as I crack my bones. I slowly stood up from the chair I was tied to. A menacing grin on my face. I was a sight to behold. I grabbed the blindfold and with one single tug,I removed it. I opened my eyes slowly, taking a while to get used to the bright white light and the natural light filtering through the window.

“Okay…” I bore out my fangs, “Don’t be afraid.” She nodded, “It’ll sting but it won’t hurt as long as you accept it.” She nodded her head again, “Wrap your arms around me.” She brought her hands up, slid them against my chest, slowly sliding them up and then wrapped them around my neck. “Ready?” I asked and she nodded. I smiled to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. Then I took a deep breath and bit the back of her neck, sliding my fangs deep into her skin, into her veins, to leave a permanent mark of bonding.

The twins came back by mid day when I was having lunch in my room, looking very stressed out. "You two look like a mess!" I said as they shrugged off their coat and jumped into the bed, each of them beside me. "We missed you too, mate." Adam drawled, wrapping his arm around my waist as he placed his head on my stomach. I reached out and ran my fingers through his silky hair, loving how the texture felt between my fingers. He hummed in appreciation. "We are just stressed out." Aiden murmured, also placing his head on my shoulder. I smiled, my hand still in Adam's hair as Aiden's hand started caressing my bare arm.

Athina’s presence was strong, as if she, too, was awaking to what Logan had whispered to me. “Why do I feel like this?” I asked softly. “That is part of the bond. Wanting, needing each other. It wakes up anything, and everything.” Athina said with a sinister tone. “Our bond with Logan is more than just emotional. It’s powerful. And a little bit physical.” She giggled like a little school girl. “Athina!” I said with embarrassment. I took a big breath, ignoring what Athina had said and made my way back to the house. Grace met me inside, and her smile said everything. She didn’t need to say anything, because she knew what I was feeling. She had gone through it herself.

"Nutty, tell me honestly. When you encountered that snake, did you feel anything strange?" Nutty replied, "Uncle Pete, I... I can't really explain it. I just felt that the snake was kind of weird." Peter stared intently at Nutty and pressed further. "Weird how?" Nutty scratched his head. "When the snake bit me, I think I heard a strange sound, like someone whispering in my ear. And I also... I also saw..." As Nutty spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced toward Sarah, and his face reddened.

Skye stayed still under his ministrations before leaning forward to mark his alpha the same way. Linus groaned at the pleasured pain of sharp teeth sinking into his skin, cock twitching inside of the omega and wringing a strangled noise from him as well. When Skye finally detached from his shoulder-neck junction, Linus pulled him into a languid kiss. Mated. Bonded. They were bound together now for the rest of their lives. The sentiment was scary and while his mind rebelled at the thought, his alpha instincts thrilled at having an omega. This particular omega.

The function running. The western thread active. The ordinary work continuing.

“Not to bind their bodies, but their blood.” Back on the mountain, Fenric felt it. He staggered suddenly, one hand clutching his chest as a cold sensation wrapped around his ribs. Not physical, but deeper. A pull in the thread. A tightening. Sira stepped toward him. “What is it?” He met her eyes, and his voice was hoarse. “They’ve begun to forge a counter-thread. They’re going to bind the blood itself.” Syra paled, her lips parting slightly. “Blood-binding is forbidden. Not just by law by instinct. It was erased for a reason.”

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“Then, why do you do it if it brings bad luck to people? “I’m just thinking in advance! They said, if two people died, it would bind lovers together in the hereafter.” Clayton sighed and surrender to her. He doesn’t want to see her sad. “Alright, after all those are just beliefs.” Barbara smiled as she attached the other end of the thread to her wrist then they held hands. “Yeah! We have nothing to lose by trying.” “I will make you believe that this red thread will tie us together forever. Until death do us part.” Clayton pinched her nose. “Silly! Even if it doesn’t have a thread, I won’t be lost by your side. I will always be with you forever.”