Bond Character O Novels & Stories

Rocco Lorenzo is a brutal mafia that never forgives. He is feared by all and get whatever he sets his mind on. Irena is a cunny lady who is aspiring to be a lawyer and uses her ability to extort money from people with the hope of getting her mother out of prison. Fate brings them together as she tells him his fate and he gets swamped into her audacity - something no one has ever shown to him. Her cute charm was enough to get him hooked on their first encounter and he decided to pursue whatever bond it was till the end before he started uncovering the twist of fates. Will their stories let them be together?

Three days after Theodore marked me, I took the three million his mother offered. Then I aborted our pup and forced our mate bond apart. Outside the operating room, he howled until he spat blood, begging me not to be so cruel. He said he would hate me for the rest of his life. Seven years later, we met again at an auction. A beautiful, docile she-wolf was sitting beside him. I'd come to the auction for the moonlight grass. But Theodore kept raising his paddle, snatching up the very lot I was bidding on. He took the moonlight grass, dropped it in front of me, and crushed it into the dirt with his heel. He said, "Anything you want, I'll destroy." He didn't know. The moonlight grass could save my pup's life. His pup, too.

In a world with machines and angels, the main character has to become the strongest to avoid getting killed and discarded.

She is known to be the most selfish. He is known the merciless. She is the intelligent one. He is cunning of all. She never learnt to bow. He loves to see everyone bow. She respects the tradition, culture and rules. He loves to break every norm. Princess Aadya. The princess, but a warrior. She loves her people. Crown prince Vikramaditya. The brave, merciless, and cunning. He loves the throne. Two people. Same mindset but different in lives. Bound by seven vows in the pious bond of marriage. How are they going to live through this?? Join them on their this journey...

Maya’s perfect life shatters to pieces on her sixteenth birthday when she is discovered to be without a wolf gene—she becomes the bullying target of everyone in the pack, a toy to the three sons of the Lycan king. When she fights against the injustice, she is beaten and left for dead at the borders of the pack by the triplets. Revived by a witch, she swears revenge on the boys who had made her life miserable. When she begins, not even the tides of fate could change her mind, or the mate bond that snaps between her and the first son of the Lycan king, or a world on the brink of chaos.

. Destined To My Alpha D e s t I n e d T o M y A l p h a

After Daphne broke things off with King Roman, her reputation took a hit, and as a powerful lycan, she cannot allow her name to fall into ruin. Yet her heart can’t stop wanting Jackson, a werewolf Alpha, not meant for her. She tries to forget him by agreeing to a new union, but when he shows up ready to take her away, she realizes he is her escape from the world of expectations. Trapped together, she gives in to their bond, yet her dutiful side won’t forget everything she’s left behind. But can they survive being out in the open together? *Book 2* Recommended to first read The Lycan King's Scarred Mate

Two powerful Alpha struggling against fate in a world full of chaos and unknown threats. One Alpha in complete denial, trying to protect his pack. The other willing to do anything to save his pack. Will they give into a each other? “If you want my help you will need to renounce your title as Alpha and swear your loyalty to me and my pack.” Alpha Rhett said his stare was cold and icy as he looked at Alpha Aldric. Alpha Aldric gritted his teeth. He wouldn't let his pack suffer anymore, he couldn't keep them safe. Their numbers had shrunk to almost nothing. “It's the only way I can help protect your pack moving forward. It is too complicated with two alphas running around here. Take the offer or leave it.” Rhett said through gritted teeth. Aldric took a deep breath, part of him hated himself, hated himself for letting it come to this. Hated that he felt like he wasn't strong enough to keep going. He hung his head and dropped to his knees. He heard his pack members gasp behind him. “I, Alpha Aldric of the Cold River pack, renounce my title of Alpha and swear my Loyalty to Alpha Rhett of the Dark Moon pack.” Aldric said as pain ripped through him causing him to fall forward onto his forearm. He felt his bond from his pack rip away and felt like pieces of him were being ripped apart from him one by one. His pack behind him fell to their knees in pain as well as the bond break, sadness shaking the room. “Now submit.” Alpha Rhett said a smirk across his lips as he sent out his Alpha aura onto Aldric.

My younger brother, Owen Rivera, and I are playing in Dad's refrigerated truck. Owen wants to grab my ice cream from me, but I refuse to let him have his way. He shoves me forcefully, causing me to lose my balance and fall to the floor, knocking me out on the spot. When I finally wake up and locate him in the freezer, I find out that he's gotten reduced to a frozen statue. The security footage shows that Owen has been screaming the words "Mommy, help me!" hysterically for three hours before his death. After Mom is done watching the footage, she breaks down on the spot. Then, she yanks me by my hair before slamming me against the wall. "What were you doing? You were at the entrance, dammit! Why didn't you open the door for Owen?" With reddened eyes, Dad throws me into the freezer. "Owen was cold and frightened in the freezer! You should have a taste of the same thing too!" The thick and heavy door is slammed in my face. Darkness and a bone-chilling coldness devour me instantly. I curl into a small ball in the corner Owen has just died in. My teeth are starting to chatter, and my consciousness is starting to slip away. I'm sorry, Mom and Dad. I don't feel cold. I'm not cold at all. I will never eat ice cream ever again in my next lifetime.

I still have a week before my due date when a truck suddenly hits me, sending me flying several feet and leaving me bleeding profusely on the ground. As I lose consciousness, I call my husband, Wallace Brown, begging him to rush over and save our unborn child, only for him to reply coldly, "It's Beth's 18th birthday party today, Meryl. You can't seriously be pulling one of your stunts on a day like this, can you?" In the next instant, I hear my son, Daniel Brown, exclaiming, "You're always using the baby to threaten us, Mommy! I really hate it when you do that!" Wallace stresses the importance of Beth's birthday party again, demands that I attend immediately, and then hangs up on me. With a pool of blood spreading beneath me, I close my eyes, overcome by despair. When I open my eyes again, I am met by the sight of a death certificate. The doctor delivers a crushing pronouncement. "I'm sorry, but if you had gotten here sooner, we might have been able to save the baby's life…" I look at the death certificate, feeling as though my heart died with my baby. I finally decide to leave this family, yet now they're the ones begging me to stay.