Bond Touch Novels & Stories

It has always been there, even before we knew what it was. Cael presses his forehead to mine because the tunnel is too small to move. His breath is hot on my face because he is close. The blood on our hands is sticky between us because we are still holding on. The voice comes back and says, “A twin bond cannot break,” and the words land inside my head, not my ears. It says, “It can only be transferred,” because that is the old law, and “One heart must carry it alone,” because two hearts will burn out by the full moon.

His lips touching my skin like if he doesn’t kiss me his life will end. The bite sent my body shaking unable to hold in all the pleasure. I still feel it when I think about it. My new tattoo is everything I wanted it to be. “N” covered in fur with Blue Moon behind it. A “V” covered in fur with a Blue Moon behind it is being added to Nathan’s collarbone. “Everyone is going to wonder why a V and not a T,” I tease him. “You are getting my common name on you.”

“Was just a handshake, if you don’t mind.” I put out my left hand out to her knowing that is one she cut, as I cut my hand without her seeing. When are hands touch that I felt this warm heat going through my veins knowing now she’ll be blood bond to me. What I didn’t know that what I did was going to bite me in the ass later.

"It's necessary. We need to understand the bond's parameters." I stand slowly. Walk toward Alexei. He watches me warily. I raise my hand, form a fist, aim for his shoulder. Just a light punch. Nothing serious. My hand stops six inches away. Frozen. I can't move it forward. Can't complete the strike. "Fascinating." Konstantin makes notes. "The bond prevents violence. Even minor harm. Try again. Use your enhanced strength." I push harder. Channel every ounce of power. My hand shakes but doesn't move. The bond holds firm.

"Yeah. I was just wondering if there is anything else about the bond that you didn't say at dinner." He looked at me steadily. "What makes you think there's more?" "Because there is always more with you. You give people what they need in the moment and hold the rest until the moment is right. I have known you long enough to know the difference." He chuckled heartily and removed his glasses. "Ezra, you make me laugh. Okay, the bond isn't static, alright? Unlike a standard bond that stabilises over time, the Five-Fold Bond develops. It has stages and builds toward something." He paused. "We've gone through the early stages and as for that something it is building towards, it's not specific to

I sa‍id flatly. "⁠Even‌t​ually. Yes." Caelan didn't​ look away​. Didn't soften it. "The b‍ond requ‌ires it. Multiple connections.⁠ Multiple anc‍hors. It'‍s ho‌w Luna bonds work.‌" "I n​ee⁠d specifics. What exactly are you as‍king me to do?​"

Her skin tinkled where he’d touched her and the whistle did a sort of hiccup pause, stopping with the contact and restarting as he moved away. “As your intended mate, I should be able to use our bond to help this tea work faster.” Lia cracked her eyes open and looked up at him skeptically. He was offering his hand, but not insisting that she touch him. “Did you have a chance to read any of the books about bonds before school started?” “A bit,” she answered vaguely. “Skin to skin or fur to fur work best. Holding hands should be enough for a simple head ache. Or maybe I could give you a neck massage?”

"But if finalizing the bond ensures your safety I’m ready to do whatever it requires." "Even if it ties my strength to you?" The dread slipped out before I could hold it back. "Even if it turns me..." "It won't turn you into something you're n't already," my father cut in. "That's Covenant propaganda. Finishing the bond doesn't take away your power or hands it over completely to your partner. It boosts the strength of both of you. Makes you more powerful, as a team." "Then what makes everyone continue stating..."

"The moon goddess bonded you as mine." The world tilted sideways and I had to grab the edge of the dresser to keep from falling. No. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real. "What?" I whispered. "You're my mate," Briston repeated as he reached out and touched my arm. "I felt the bond the first time I caught you during training. I've been trying to hide it but it's getting stronger every day." I looked down at where his hand touched my skin and saw the faint golden thread connecting us. The same thread I had noticed before but convinced myself I was imagining. It pulsed with light in rhythm with our heartbeats and I knew in that moment that he was telling the truth.