Blood Tie Novels & Stories

No words. He brought it down into Derrick’s ribs. A crunch. A spray of blood. Another blow—shattering cartilage, snapping bone like twigs beneath a boot. Again. And again. Until the chest cavity yawned wide, a gory cradle of punishment. With one final breath, Adrian reached into the carnage, his hand disappearing inside Derrick’s chest. Blood surged over his forearm, warm and thick. Then, with a jerk, he closed his fist around something soft. Something final.

Gravan rasped. “A link. It has to be…” Corien replied slowly. “What link? How?” Gravan exclaimed, though keeping his voice low. “Not a link, a…binding…of some sort…Dorien and Reyland have always been close. It may have something to do with the bloodletting and sharing, or that Reyland touched his wolf, Kintel,” Corien expounded, thinking and talking at the same time. “But…they seem to be even more connected now…somehow,” he continued.

“To show how strong I am.” “Strong?” “Yes. A figure-of-eight knot—the hardest to undo.” Slowly, he bent his head over, down to my ear. “There’s no knot too hard for me. Just by kissing their tattoos, girls loosen up.” I interrupted him immediately. “How can you be sure everyone likes you?” “Small details,” he replied. “Such as?” I asked. “You haven’t asked me to let go of you.” I scoffed, pushing him hard. “Obviously, I want you to go!”

I say softly, "I'd like to see you, please." "How can I deny such a sweet request?" Alex responds before quickly stripping off his clothes and tossing them aside. Standing proudly erect in front of me Alex murmurs, "Do you like what you see, Olivia?" I nod my head, words failing me as I lick my lips. "Well, that's enough seeing for a moment," Alex says, and I notice the grey tie from earlier in his hands. Gently, Alex binds my eyes and I am plunged into darkness. "I'll be back in a second," Alex lets me know.

As stories of their brave sacrifices and covert romances were revealed, the parallels to our own budding love story became unmistakably clear. With each new fragment of history that came to light, our hearts pulsed in perfect harmony, seemingly acknowledging the ancient ties that bound us. This library, once just a repository of knowledge, evolved into a haven where we fostered our growing love and charted the course of our shared destiny. Our bond was now anchored not only by the fervor of our feelings but also by an overarching purpose—to uphold the honor of our ancestors and to safeguard the enigmatic power of the Bloodstone.

“But my brother… he doesn’t even know me. What if… what if he doesn’t want me?” Darren’s chest constricted. “He will. You’re his blood. And when the time is right, I’ll make sure he knows the truth. But for now, you need to breathe. One step at a time.” Mia let out a shaky breath, nodding weakly, though her tears didn’t stop. Darren pulled her back against him, stroking her hair until the sobs dulled into quiet hiccups. By the time they got home that night, Mia looked utterly drained. Darren guided her inside gently. She barely managed to sit on the edge of the bed before collapsing forward, her face buried in her hands again.

How did I explain the noose tightening around my neck? “I’m getting married,” I blurted. Gia blinked, stunned. “Married? To who? You’re not even seeing anyone—” “It’s not like that.” My laugh was sharp, bitter. “It’s not love. It’s business.” Her brow furrowed. “Business?” I forced myself to meet her eyes. “Mafia business. My father decided I’m to marry Leonardo Ricci.” For a moment, her face froze. Then the color drained from it. “Ricci?” she whispered. “The almighty Leonardo Ricci? The boss himself?”

But as long as they continue talking to each other they knew that they were going to make it in a way that most people didn't have the opportunity to. “well here's to the ties that bind us.” Jonathan said as he kissed her again, “you never have to fear telling me that you're pregnant with our children. Whether it be one or nine it really doesn't matter not to me at least. Because they are everything that will bind you to me and me to you for the rest of our lives and beyond though. I'm extremely lucky to have found you when I did. I wouldn't change anything in our lives and that I love you more than anything else could possibly be.” “to the ties that bind us forever and eternity.”

Then again, he has both Adam and Blade to carry out his legacy, outside of love, why would he care about Luther? I feel Blade’s eyes on me and I glance to look at him and he leans in closer, his lips grazing my ear, and he whispers, “The only regret I have is that Luther bit that neck of yours before I had the chance to.” My eyes widen and I whisper, “You wouldn’t want to be tied to me. It’s too risky.” “My father couldn’t kill me, Raya. You being tied to me is one of the best things you could do.” I roll my eyes, a small smirk plays on my lips as I say, “So what? You want to bite me?”

Ryker, as if reading my mind, asked the question that was on my lips. "Do you mean mates?" he asked impatiently, probably growing agitated from the doctor taking his sweet time to spill. "No, Alpha. It's something deeper than a mate bond.. A soul tie is a bond between two people that goes beyond a simple mating bond. It's a connection that's rooted in the very soul." I could hear the fear in the doctor's voice, but my mind was reeling with questions. If only I could open my eyes, I would laugh in the doctor's face and call him a scammer. How could he even say something like that when I didn't even have a wolf?