Bond Touch Novels & Stories

Ryan Of all the things I was planning to do this morning, meeting Ashley was not part of the list. But when I saw her text asking me to meet her, I couldn't say no. She still had this hold on me, she was my true mate and we were bonded by that forever which is why I could not say no to her.

The semester found its rhythm quickly. Our class became popular, with students often staying after to ask questions or share their own experiences. We talked about rejection, acceptance, the difference between a bond and actual love. We held nothing back. "My parents are mates," a boy said during week three. "But they hate each other. They stay together because of the bond, but there's no love there. Is that normal?" "More common than people want to admit," I said. "A bond creates a connection, but it doesn't automatically create compatibility or affection. That takes work."

My mark still glowed, pulsing with leftover magic. The thing didn’t move. It just watched. Then, just as fast—it was gone. No scent. No sound. Thorne exhaled slowly. “We’re not alone anymore.” I swallowed hard. “We never were.” He reached for me again, but this time, not with hunger. With caution. “Did you feel it?” he asked. “The bond is almost sealed.” I nodded. “But it didn’t,” I said. His jaw flexed. “Not all the way.”

Every time the stupid matebond gives me those trashy sparks, I feel like I’m losing a piece of myself to his overwhelming shadow. I so badly want to fucking use him, satisfy this dirty carnal itch he’s started inside me, and then just walk away without looking back. But the darn bond won't let me discard him. It’s a cage made of "sparks" and "pulls," and once I dove in, I will only sink deeper andI know it, that's the reason I fucking I hate every freaking second of it. But I don't need to tell this idiotic seductive corpse in the name of a vampire all that, as if I will ever accept it… Hearing my long complaining grunts and rattle this stinky vampire Kyle deeply chuckled again before saying

With everyone's eyes on us, I completed the bonding with Titan Ape. In that moment, I could feel the immense strength of the Titan Ape coursing through me. The power surging through me was unlike anything I ever felt, not even from the white wyvern in my previous life. My father, the King, finally broke his silence. "Selena, you seem to have learned your lesson. Come back to the palace." I could not suppress a scoff. He was as quiet as a mouse when the Titan Ape was dishing out justice, but then I bonded with the Titan Ape, he was all fatherly concern.

"We are one entity." "Like family?" "Yes, close like family and best friends." Rosalia tapped her hand on her thigh. "What have you found during your time as an archaeologist here?" "Not too much yet but some of it contributes to the contents of the museum. Jewelry, ancient hunting weapons like spears and arrowheads, and bones." The last word caught Rosalia's attention. "What bones, human?" "Unfortunately there are only animal bones here." It was at this moment that Rosalia finally realized the great potential she could get from Ryker if she got closer to him. Not just the help, but also the information she was looking for and needed.

Lucian’s hand is already there, flat on the table, and mine lands beside it, not touching, just near, the way we are near each other, always, without requiring contact to be present. “A fullbond,” I say. “The rarest kind,” Bowen says. “Documented in Ironveil’s history twice before. Both times between lines that had been apart for generations and reconnected.” He closes the book carefully. “It is why the rejection did not quiet it. It is why the bond persisted through everything. A fullbond cannot be severed by words in a clearing.” He pauses. “It can only be completed or carried.” “We are carrying it,” Lucian says.

Josh chuckles at my behaviour and i look back at him to see him fully naked. My gaze moves back to his shaft and i gulp down nothing. It looks bigger than before and it is so veiny. Josh strokes it with his hand and my gaze moves to his face. “I..wanna..br…brush my teeth.” I stutter and he smirks. “We’ll do that together.” He responds. I grab a spare brush and hand it over to him, blushing hard when i catch him staring at my ass. We brush our teeth quickly and once we’re done Josh faces me.

Davyn asked. "No. It's not... it's not an injury." "Then what is it?" Torrhen didn't answer because he knew what it was. He just didn't want to say it out loud. A bond. The rarest kind. The kind that hadn't been documented in over fifty years. A pain bond. When one person's suffering became another's. When hurt traveled through an invisible link that couldn't be broken, couldn't be ignored. Only happened between mates, true mates. The kind destined by something deeper than choice, deeper than logic.

"We're not trying to force anything," Liam said, his voice gentler than the others. "But the bond...it's complicated with four of us. What one does affects the others." I looked between them, suddenly understanding. "You can feel it, can't you? When one of you touches me, the others feel it too." Brent nodded, his jaw tight. "It's part of the quad bond. We're connected to each other as much as we are to you."