Bloodbound Band Novels & Stories

"You should all know how terrifying a Skybound Revenant is. It can fly, burrow, and possess immense power. "Necrobounds thrive on human vitality. If one of them successfully evolves into a Skybound Revenant, I'd say the death of tens of thousands of people would be a conservative estimate."

She bowed to the ground, “Please forgive me.” I gulped as I took a deep breath that made my body shiver. I looked down at her and my eyes landed on her hair bound to the ground. “Is this your punishment?”I asked, “Because you used a taboo, you’re bound to the forest?” She raised her head, “Yes.” Her gaze was still glued to the ground, “I can not step outside of it.” “What if you do?” “I can’t.” She shook her head, “It’s like there’s an invisible barrier there. It just won’t let me out.” She gulped, “The hair too, it’s chained to the ground of the forest. I can never leave.”

We walked into the sanctuary with two minutes to spare. Brett quickly found Dan, and Annie was in a tizzy. Alissa was nestled into a cradle her dad had created with his arm completely unaffected by her father's helpless panic. "Dude, slow down. What's wrong?" I held Dan's hand in front of Brett, but Alissa had my attention. Just as Brett started to answer Dan's question, Annie came around the corner. Her face was flush, and if I had to bet, I'd say she was roughly two minutes from pulling her hair out.

Marcel gasped in assumption thinking that there was after all some truth to the old wise tale of being cursed by the binders of soul. “I was here, but she couldn’t see or hear me… something else was wrong with her.” “No she was talking to you and dad, I sat with her at the table… she was freaking talking to you like you were right there.” “Marcel! You’re the only one that can see me.” “No, no, no…” Surely in her mind such a possibility would be more of an evil curse than a blessing. “You see me through our bond; I’m not sure but I think that maybe because of what happened that night by the docks and the fact that we’re twins that it somehow connects us.”

“You take your Bondborn and you run. If Garrick gets her voice, he gets your bloodline.” Caelan’s jaw clenched. “We’re not leaving you.” Eamon’s eyes hardened. “You already did,” he said quietly. “When I was buried under your feet.” Sable saw Caelan flinch like he’d been struck. Maeven shoved Sable toward the basin. “MOVE.” Sable grabbed Caelan’s hand and jumped down into the seam as if falling into a cold mouth. Darkness swallowed them. Behind them, the Binding Room roared with war.

the council leader from my pack said. I walked and stood close to my father, hoping they would change their mind but I was so wrong about it. " I want to welcome both Packs to this gathering. It is with great pleasure to have you here. This gathering is just to inform both parties of the implications and what is required of the" he said. His voice sounded like a sword piercing through my heart. I swallowed hard as I tried to ignore the eyes that were on me. " This will lead to a blood marriage between both parties. Your souls will be bound together by dark magic from the moment the oath is taken. And none of you should hurt each other nor are you to betray" he said.

"This isn't mere decoration. The gold is pure, first of all—worth a small fortune on its own. But more importantly, it's been *bound*." A murmur rippled through the crowd. Even Kael felt a cold shock of understanding. Binding magic. Blood magic. The kind that was forbidden in most of the civilized realms because of how thoroughly it could control another being. "The collar is keyed to the buyer," Grayson explained. "A simple blood ritual, completed at the time of sale. Once bound, she'll be unable to flee, unable to raise her hand against you, unable to disobey direct commands. Think of it as... insurance. Even if her wolf somehow emerged despite her latent nature, she'd be completely under

I moved quickly through the shelves, scanning titles, ignoring the tremble still lingering in my hands from what had almost happened upstairs. Minutes blurred together before I finally found another section hidden toward the back behind a rusted iron gate that had been left partially open. These books looked older than the others, their pages darker with age. I grabbed the first one that mentioned shadow binding and opened it immediately. Most of it repeated what I already knew. Bound souls. Replacement. I almost threw the damn thing across the room.Then I found another passage lower down the page. “A shadow soul may reject replacement if the tether is severed through blood ascension. Should

she says firmly. I freeze, my breath hitching as what she says hits me. The Blood Bond ritual is no small matter. It’s ancient, sacred, and irreversible. Once performed, Ally and I would be bound for life. Her pain would become my pain. Her strength would fuel mine. There would be no turning back. “You’re asking me to bind her to me forever?” I ask, with a low voice as if speaking too loudly might make it all too real.

“Now. Before Mason pushes deeper.” “How?” I whispered, rocking Caleb slowly. Elara hesitated. Then she looked at Ronan. “There’s only one way left. But it’s dangerous. And it’s forbidden.” Ronan’s growl rumbled deep in his chest. “Speak.” Elara closed the door, locked it, and stepped closer. “It’s called a Bloodbind Ritual,” she said. “It’s ancient. Banned by the High Council centuries ago.” “Why?” I asked. “Because it binds a soul to another,” she said. “Not just a body. Not just a bond. A soul.”