Bond Touch Novels & Stories

and every feeling I once had vanished, my entire perspective was on the other end of this invisible red string that was tying my soulmate and I together. Reaching the sink in the bathroom I clasped my toothbrush and snapped the tab of the toothpaste tube off before placing some paste onto the bristles of my brush. Slowly turning on the facet I dunked the brush beneath the gentle stream of water and began to scrub the plaque and leftover food from my teeth. When I finished I spat the foam from my mouth and rinsed it off of the side of the sink before brushing my tongue and spitting again. Finishing brushing my teeth I sighed and gave a pearly white grin to my reflection. Then I went to my ro

It was reaching for the bond. Ronan’s breath hitched as pressure wrapped around his thoughts, testing the connection between them, probing it like a new variable. “No,” Kiera sent, terror lacing the word. “It’s not supposed to touch you.” Hale’s voice echoed through the chamber. “On the contrary. The bond is exactly what we were missing.” The light flared blindingly bright. And the chamber pulled— not at Kiera alone, not at Ronan alone— but at both of them together.

I still feel the heat and want to mate but now I choose who to with. And if by any chance my old mate still feels my presence I hope he also feels the pleasure I do when I join with my lovers....I hope it hurts. Originally my hate for them was like a furnace and it created an iron resolve, never will I bow or bend to their rules again. I will control my nature, the parts of me that remind me of them and live as I wish. The Lycan and werewolf mating bond is like a drug, the most addictive drug possible, all-consuming that no amount of rehabilitation can truly free you from it.

“It’s nothing.” “It’s not nothing.” Haru looked up. The station noise faded into the background. “I’m fine,” Haru said. “You were there.” Tae Min swallowed. “You can’t always depend on me.” “Why not?” Because what if I’m not strong enough? He didn’t say it. Instead, he reached out. And without thinking too much— He took Haru’s hand. Just lightly. Not interlocked. Not tight. Just enough. Haru’s breath caught.

But as her hand closed around it, a jolt of searing pain coursed through her body. She screamed, collapsing to the ground, her companions rushing to her side. Soren's eyes widened with concern as he observed the Heartstone embedded in Amelia's chest - a conduit of immense power. "The Heartstone has chosen her," Soren said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and dread. "But the bond is too strong. The stone has merged with her, and she cannot be separated." Amelia gasped for breath, her vision swimming. Through the haze, she saw Luna and Asher exchange worried glances. "What does this mean?" she managed to whisper.

"If I tell you everything, you promise not to hate me or leave?" "No, but you are still going to tell me." "I fucked up. I didn't know she would be connected to you or your mate." I had to close my eyes and focus on not shifting while he continued. I knew what was coming. "I contacted Bonnie Gilbert about finding me a mate. I wanted a powerful mate. I was even willing to mate a witch. I was feeling desperate it was the 10th anniversary of our parent's death. I was lonely and angry and a bit high. She said she had the perfect mate for me, a wolf with special abilities but she grew up human and didn't have control of her wolf. She encouraged me to just meet her casually that she would cast a s

I sighed, and it saved me the trouble of having to introduce them. No matter, a few days in the past without modern conveniences, she’ll summon me, just from how miserable she will become. When I transported her to the past and slipped a summoning stone beneath the skin of her shoulder, her misery or any threat to her will promptly summon me unbeknownst to her, and I will come to her rescue bonding her to me forever. Although there was a chance the stone would only work if she called out for me, asking for my help, which may or may not mess up my plans.

that's just not my role' 'Maybe you can't but we can...that's the reason why I am here and you have already accepted him as your mate' she said 'If I remember clearly I didn't accept him you did, so you are here to kick anyones butt that tries to walk over me?' 'Yap' 'Oh so you are like my protector' 'Yeah, there are other things you need to know about the link' 'Other things like what' 'We are connected emotionally, so you can feel what I feel and I can feel what you feel... but we aren't connected physically so if you get hurt you'll feel the pain alone'

that's when I'd see the love " he said and tears rolled outta my eyes . He kissed my lower lip and I just cried into his lips . Why Does it still hurt so much ? Why can't I get over my fears and accept him for who he is ? TBC

Right into place, exactly like it did before, only now it feels so tangible that I swear I could reach out and touch it. The bond. A sob tears from my throat, tears slipping from my eyes as I’m overwhelmed by a torrent of emotions. They’re suddenly amplified tenfold, crashing like waves in an ocean storm, so strong that it feels like they’re about to pull me under. “Baby,” Callum whispers, cupping my face and thumbing my tears from my cheeks. “The bond,” I croak, my voice thick with emotion. “It’s…” “It came back,” he rasps incredulously.