Bonds Will Be Broken Novels & Stories

What’s left is a soft pull of need and a faint sense that something is wrong underneath it all. Agatha clears her throat. “It’s time.” I don’t want to hear that. I don’t want this to move forward. But it has to. “This isn’t how it ends,” I tell him. “I hope not,” he says quietly. He turns to the woman sent to break us apart. “How does this work?” “It’s simple,” she says. “Your bonds were made with magic. They can be undone the same way.” Simple. It doesn’t feel simple.

“I need it gone.” Ben studied me with those sharp eyes. “You’re a smart woman, Kamari. Surely you understand that mate bonds aren’t something you can just remove like a splinter.” “You’re such a smart man, Ben. Is there really no way to break it? No loophole, no ritual, nothing?” He was quiet for a long moment. “Not that I know of. Mate bonds are supernatural in nature, tied to the very essence of what breeds are. Breaking it would be like trying to tear out part of your soul.”

"Don't try to save me. Don't tell your father. Just let me go." "I can't—" "Yes, you can." He struggled to sit up straighter. "Elena, listen to me. I'm going to do something. Something that will set you free. Something that will let you move on." "What are you talking about?" "The bond." His voice was strained. "I'm going to break it." My heart stopped. "No. No, you can't. That's not possible—" "It is." His good eye held mine. "Mates can sever the bond if both agree. It's rare. Painful. But possible."

With the bonds between people made manifest. And everywhere, people. Walking across the bridges. Strengthening them with each step. Building new connections. Creating new pathways. "How does it work?" I asked a woman passing by. She smiled. "The bridges are bonds. Literal bonds between people. When two people connect—when they form a relationship, a friendship, a partnership—a bridge forms between their cities. The stronger the bond, the stronger the bridge." "And if the bond breaks?" "The bridge fades. But it doesn't disappear completely. Just becomes translucent. A reminder of what was. Some people rebuild them. Some let them fade. Some use them as foundations for new bonds."

I braced myself. I had to know what she would say, but what had I asked her? "The bond," she rasped, her voice like dry leaves rustling in the wind, "is different now." "Broken?" I heard Charles asked. "No," she said. "Just... different. Closer to fading, but not faded yet." "You can't tell me one way or the other?" "I have seen bonds in worse conditions that still did not break. I have told you before: you either take the leap or you don't."

Dark Threads and Light: The Balance of Bonds. I sat down, legs crossed, and started reading again, my eyes scanning every line like my life depended on it. “Some bonds, when corrupted, can become toxic. If left unbroken, they may feed off the host’s pain and madness…” “To break a bond safely, both parties must agree and be present. If only one person wants the bond severed, the process becomes volatile…” A chill ran down my spine. That’s exactly the problem. Ariel would never agree to break the bond. Not now. Not when she had her claws so deeply buried into Dane’s heart and mind.

If the bond couldn’t be broken… Then the girl would. —

The bond changed. Not stronger. not stable. something else. something new. something the system hadn’t accounted for. Zayden looked at me. no hesitation. only decision. “If this works…” he didn’t finish. He didn’t need to. because I felt it What he was about to do. the bond surged Violent. And then It broke. not apart. not destroyed. It broke open. Into something neither of us recognized. and the thing inside him Smiled.

All her belongings were gone as if she had never existed. "No…" Out of nowhere, Kaden felt a pain shoot up from the depths of his soul. His wolf roared and thrashed in an attempt to break free from his body. It was clear evidence that the mate bond had been broken by force. "Argh!" Kaden howled in devastation, the sound waves shattering the bedroom windows. It dawned on him that Seraphina was not joking. She had left him, never to be found again. Falling on all fours, Kaden struggled to crawl to the dressing table. There, a black obsidian jewelry box remained. It was the gift Seraphina left for him a week ago.

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.