Binding To Geniuses To Become Stronger Novels & Stories

he said finally. He didn’t ask if I agreed. He decided. “Training for what?” I demanded. “To control the power before it controls you.” “And if I refuse?” His gaze darkened. “You won’t.” Confidence. Infuriating, arrogant confidence. “Why are you so sure?” I challenged. He stepped closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear. “Because you felt it too.” My pulse jumped. “The bond,” he continued quietly. “It’s pulling us together. The more you fight it, the stronger it reacts.”

You know what, she isn't my mum; Fiona just glares at me, with her arms crossed defiantly. "Answer me!" I slam my fist down on the table, producing a giant fissure through the wood. Fiona's eyes widen at my strength, as do my own. I stare up at Holden and Dean, who are flanking me. "What the hell?" I hiss. Holden smirks, "there are a few reasons.. One being, your mate is an Alpha so you become stronger. And two, when you're angry, through our connections, you take our anger also. This gives you more strength than either one of us."

I followed behind them, ready to lock my door as soon as they both stepped out. As soon as Ethan stepped out, Adrian in flash speed turned back into my apartment, cornering me against the door. Before I could move, he locked the door. "Have you gone mad?!!" I yelled at him. He nodded in agreement. "Yes, I've gone mad." "What?" "I can no longer think straight anymore. I can no longer bear you being close to another man. I want to tear apart any man that comes near you. I want you to be mine... mine forever."

"I don't understand what you are talking about. Can you explain it to me better?" He walks two steps and kneels in front of me. "The mating bond, once accepted, should make us stronger, closer, enhanced. Elements of you will be part of me, and elements of me will be part of you… if you are going to risk your life, you need to be the best you can be…" Genius. Why didn't I think of this before? "So… you and me… we mate and… you mark me, and I mark you… and then we…"

"The coded messages about 'the silver blood awakening.' She was trying to warn me." Magnus nodded gravely. "In three months, when the moons align, your true power will be manifested. Some will try to harness it, others to eliminate it. The choice of what you become will be yours alone. I searched Callum for strength, for certainty; and instead found the battle raging on in his amber eyes. His voice was hoarse from raw emotions as he stumbled a step back. "Our mate bond. Real-or just—" "Genetics?" Magnus finished. "The heart wants what the heart wants, Alpha. But yes, there are forces at play older than even mate bonds. The question is- does knowing this change how you feel?"

I ask as we begin to throw punches. “I don’t think so.” He says as he sends his fist into my gut, knocking the air out of my lungs. Fuck, he is stronger. “From what we know from Ailduin, Alphas of the past did not get any additional strength from the Guardians.” I swipe his legs but before I can land a punch, he’s back on his feet. Shit, he’s faster too. “I think,” he continues, “it’s only because it’s a fated bond, and a willing bond, that there was a transfer of power. But that’s just my theory.”

"It holds until someone with sufficient knowledge and sufficient power finds the mechanism to reverse it." "What mechanism?" I asked. "What actually breaks the binding?" Seraphine was quiet for a moment. "The binding was keyed to the Nightshade bloodline specifically. Your ancestor used her own power as the lock. Which means the lock can only be opened by the same frequency of power." She looked at the fire. "For eight centuries the binding has held because the Nightshade bloodline was either dormant or extinct. The frequency needed to break it simply didn't exist in the world." She paused. "Until now. Until you awakened. Until your child began accelerating that awakening toward full manifes

Because I have spent enough of my life making the wrong choice for what I told myself were the right reasons, and I am not going to make one more. Finn circles. The suppression magic pulls. Jessica watches with satisfaction. Gideon surveys his victory from the high ground. I plant my feet in the blood-darkened earth of the territory I was born to protect, and I do not fall. Not yet. And through the bond, I feel her power beginning to build toward something enormous. Not yet. But coming.

His grip on me tightened, not out of anger but something closer to fear. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he muttered, almost to himself. I pulled away, my pulse still racing. “What does that even mean? What’s happening to me?” Rigel’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn’t answer. Finally, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Your powers are tied to our bond. The stronger it gets, the more of my abilities you inherit.” “Inherit?” I echoed, my voice rising. “You mean this is because of you?”

With each movement, I felt the strength of my bond with Rin amplifying my abilities, pushing me to fight harder. As the battle raged on, it became apparent that Andreas was enhanced by the demon’s dark magic. He struck with ferocity, and momentarily, I felt the tide shifting against me. This cloud of darkness was forcing me down, pushing against my will. My resolve, however, was unshakeable as I tapped into the depths of our bond, feeling Rin’s unwavering support and love coursing through me.