Bonded By Thorns Novels & Stories

“We are here under the full moon, we are binding Alpha Thorne Black, and Jessica Ross, in the sacred mate-bond.” The fingers of Thorne tightened round mine nearly gentle, unless the nails prickled the flesh. And is that always what it feels like? A cage disguised as a ring? The elder continued. “Alpha Thorne, do you claim this female as your mate, your Luna, to protect and have?” “I do,” Thorne answered at once, his voice deep, resonant, and giving me a certain unpleasant feeling. He placed a bulky band of gold on my finger. Cold metal. Permanent cage.

All I wanted was cock and knot and their bodies on mine until nothing else existed. Thorne reached me first. He dropped to his knees behind me and pulled my hips up so my ass stayed high and my chest pressed into the moss. His voice came out rough and wild. “The chase is over, mate. Now the eternal bond sex begins. Under this moon we will all take you together until the bond locks in your soul forever. You will feel every one of us inside you at once. No escape. No end. Only us.” I moaned loud and pushed my ass back against him. “Yes… please… all of you… bond me… I need it so bad…”

I asked tensely. “This is The Thorn of the Bond. It was forged by my coven during the early days of the first great war,” Herman explained. “We didn’t use it because we were slaughtered before we could charge it with enough blood, but in the last war we had such a powerful ally that it’s just a matter of making the necessary adjustments to use it properly. And you have the power to carry out the changes that are needed.” That made me look at him seriously. “What exactly does it do?” I demanded to know.

Luca paused and stared at Elena, she understood his unsaid words, it was her turn to get in the car. She hesitated for a while, but after remembering Leo’s words about Luca, she decided to obey and walk into the car. She didn’t want to be a victim of someone with anger issues- Luca! Leonardo had said that to scare her and it was clear that he succeeded in petrifying her. Luca walked into the car after her and closed the door, while the third man got in the driver’s seat and ignited the car. They drove out of the building, which surprisingly had no gate. Why would these thugs live in a building without a proper gate, the entrance was however surrounded with beautiful grown flowers that served

The chat was blowing up with insults aimed at me. [Talk about having no backbone!] [Seriously, groveling until the end and left with zilch!] [What's so special about that guy? For an average Joe to do so well, it's just not right!] Just then, my doorbell chimed. I opened the door to find Mandy and Calvin standing there. I smiled and ushered them in. "Calvin, I knew it. You couldn't stand to see me in pain, could you? You've come to take me back home, right?"

“Mine eternal. World ours. Harmonies sing our names voluntary—no more games. But I’m nowhere near done with you, flame heir. Feel that? Still hard as steel inside this cum-soaked pussy. Gonna keep you plugged full all night.” Bond purred approval, ley lines humming symphonies now, allies’ echoes distant but loyal in the web—Thorne’s howls celebratory and manic in the distance, Voss’s pyres crackling steady warmth through the connection, Lira’s visions blooming clear and peaceful for the first time in centuries, Maerin’s maps glowing with new stable ley-routes, Jenkins and Sofia’s nets humming unbreakable, Mara’s potions bubbling with protective legacy. All of them bound iron without fracture

I close my eyes biting my lower lip and say softly, “Hands to yourselves Mr. Hawthorne.” “You make me turn on whenever we’re alone, especially when we are in a confined space.” Adrian whispered into my ear as I felt his breath tingling around my neck and could feel my arm hair rise, having goosebumps as he stroked my arm gently up and down. He pushes me slowly into the small room that has a small bed which has only a divider that separates the room.

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.

Damon choked on the last part. "No," She said before she gave me complete control and I was shoved forward. Willing my limbs to work as my knees buckled under me and Damon scooped me up. I cried out in pain at my still broken arm. He placed me on the bed looking at my face and then down to my cradled arm. "Did he do this?" I nodded. "Did he...did he... touch you?" He winced as he tried to gather the broken pieces of what happened. Thadeus's body now being carted away by the pack medics.

"The Luna Silva signature is saturated deep into his dermis. Francis... he smells like the old forest before the fires." Francis’s jaw clenched so hard a muscle jumped in his cheek. "That's enough, Gideon." "He needs to know, Francis," Gideon said gently, turning his attention fully back to the Alpha. "If the rogues smelled him in town, they will smell him here if the perimeter wards continue to decay. You can't just stash him in a guest room and pretend the bond isn't humming louder than a struck bell." "Bond?" Noah caught the word instantly, his skepticism flaring back to life like a tossed match. "What bond? What are you talking about?"