Bondagr Novels & Stories

Alpha Henry asks. "I don't think he took the hefty interest rates into account. Any interest on twenty million dollars is going to be a lot. A one percent interest rate would be two hundred thousand dollars a year. A loan shark is only going to make it more," Hacker says. "Fifteen percent, to be exact," Hijack says. "Three million a year? Is that right?" I ask. "In interest alone," Hacker says. Holy shit! Christer is going to bankrupt his pack just for this alliance bond.

Ana's jaw moved a little, like she was mulling something over before speaking. "Can I ask you something?" I ventured. "Depends," she replied. "Does the family know about the bond? Do they understand what it really means – that they can't be claimed separately?" Ana's expression changed, a careful look entering her eyes. "Some of them know bits and pieces," she said, choosing her words carefully. "Grandfather knows more than he lets on. He always does." She paused. "And that's exactly what has me worried." "What do you mean?"

Just then, the doors to the court swung open and a warrior stepped in, quickly lowering himself to one knee. “My Alpha,” he said urgently. “We have reports of a suspected magic user around the east border. The user was able to bring down the border gates but we are unable to identify him.” “Time to find out if you are truly worth keeping alive,” Cassian said, his gaze locking on mine. “We leave now.”

For my powers were stripped off. So I sat there, trapped, forced to listen as my so-called value was tossed back and forth like a game. “Ten million!” “Fifteen!” “Twenty!” “Twenty-five!” The words came sharp and fast, each one hitting me like a dagger. I could feel the greed in the air, thick and choking, as mortals shouted over each other, hungry to claim what they thought was theirs. And then…. “Thirty million!” That voice cut through the room like thunder splitting the sky, sharp and impossible to ignore.

she croons to me. Oh shit.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

he muttered “Don’t call me Blair you son of a bitch, I swear I would rip your tongue from your throat if you keep calling me that” I blurted out furiously “I am sorry” he apologized “So back to business, I am tired of this conversation it’s getting boring, so what did you mean when you said join us,” I asked “We call ourselves the ROGANS and we can help protect you, show you the strength you possess and when I told our leader you were a hybrid, he went…

The pangs, or betrayal, still hurt. "She is not my mate, James; she is my weapon."

I tuned back to the conversation as he was saying “......with that, I believe we can start our very own wine press, with your assistance and in return we offer you 30 percent of our profits monthly” “Wonderful” I signed the documents “if that’s all, I’d like to excuse myself, I have a few appointments to catch up on” “Oh I’ll leave you to it then, it was nice doing business with you Miss Marchetti” he said as we both stood up to share a handshake. “It’s Mrs. Marchetti” he looked confused for a second “you’re married?” “No, widowed” I said with a smile. When he had left, I rang Sansa again, “Sansa, moving on, what’s the next thing?”

my dear child. Amy nodded his head, and text Ri to come to see her mom.