Bound By Blood Novels & Stories

Why else would the Alpha king leave him to make the decisions? "Is there something you would like to tell us, Alice?" King Ren offered. There was resignation in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait for all this to be over. He hated that his son had been dragged into this. But well, it was customary to pay for the sins of one's ancestor. Alice shrugged. "One is bound means there is someone bound to the prince, and immune to his curse. Is she one of them?" Now it was Talon's turn to be surprised. "What are you talking about?"

I snapped, “if someone didn’t sabotage the parameters like a petty twelve year old, we could actually complete this evaluation like adults!” He turned then. “Oh? And here I thought adults didn’t throw hands in laboratories.” “You provoked me.” “Easily, apparently.” “Why are you trying so hard to sabotage me! You not wanting a woman in your space is your problem, stop trying to prove nothing!” Wind roared again, the chamber pressure hit critical. A harness snapped loose near Adrian, swinging wildly. Before I could think, I grabbed it and yanked him back, securing it around his chest. His face was inches from mine.

Thick with legal jargon, clauses about public appearances, social obligations, maintaining the facade of a real marriage. Nina sank onto her destroyed couch, the contract heavy in her hands. Forty-eight hours to decide if she'd marry a stranger. Forty-eight hours to decide if she'd trade her freedom for survival. Forty-eight hours before David Hale made his move and everyone she loved became a target.

We both felt it. Indescribable. A thread pulling tight between us—warm, golden, alive. I could feel her heartbeat in my chest. Her emotions brushing against mine—love, awe, hunger, fear. I knew she felt mine too. We remembered Professor Krane’s lecture word for word: *Blood bonds are permanent. Once a mate recognizes your blood signature, it responds to compatibility. Connected through blood. Conscious consent is irrelevant. The covenant requires proximity during the initial bonding. Separation could kill. The process takes 24 hours.*

BOUND BY THE VEIN CONTENT WARNING This novel contains material intended for mature audiences only (18+). It includes themes and scenes involving: Graphic violence Blood and feeding Sexual content Obsession and psychological manipulation Power imbalance and coercive dynamics Death and dark supernatural horror elements 🚫Reader discretion is strongly advised. COPYRIGHT/DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, and events are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

“SILVER MOON BLOOD BELONGS TO THE VOID. ALWAYS HAS. THE COMPACT DEMANDS IT.” “What compact?” I demanded. “THE ORIGINAL. WHEN THE MOON GODDESS BOUND ME. SHE PROMISED SILVER MOON BLOOD TO MAINTAIN THE BINDING. ONE LIFE. EVERY GENERATION. THE COMPACT SUSTAINS THE SEAL.” My parents. They’d died not just from the conspiracy. But as sacrifice. As payment for the binding. “Then take me,” I said. “Silver Moon blood. My life for the binding. But you leave my daughter alone.”

Lucian looked at the bed, then back at me. "There are two ways to prove a bond, Azzianna. The first is the one Julian wanted—the physical act. The second is the Blood Vow. It is older. It is more painful. But it is undeniable. Even the High Alpha cannot argue with blood." "The Blood Vow?" I had read about it in old history books. It involved cutting the palms and pressing them together while the wolves were in their partial shift. It linked the two people forever. It was more permanent than a marriage. It was a soul-binding.

The high priestess made a small incision on my forearm, then did the same to Johan’s, then joined our hands with the binding cord. “As your blood run together, flowing and mixing, so too do your life forces become one. As your hands are bound, your lives and spirits are joined. With the binding of your hands, I bind your love with protective energies to watch over your bond this day and for however long you wish to be tied to one another. Repeat after me, Blood of my blood, Bone of my bone. I give you my body, That we may be one.” I give you my spirit, Til our life is done. Heart to thee, Body to thee. Always and forever, So mote it be”

Emanuel says as my brows shot up. Blood bond were serious, it wasn't like accepting someone into a pack it was a vow that could never be broken, if a person broke a blood bond they could die. Vampires never messed around with it because to shed their blood was considered holy and precious. if Vampires or hybrid's broke the bond their blood will burn inside out. I have seen my fair share of the blood bond gone wrong, that's why now it could only be performed by royal bloods, The two bonded beings had to be willing and the truth had to be so precise that even simple missed interpretation would'nt lead to disaster.

AGNARR. I nod. The movement itself feels tedious. “Then by blood, you are bound in this unity,” Haizhar says as I hold out my hand, allowing him to make a small cut in my thumb. I raise my hand, brushing my thumb across her forehead, smearing my blood across it. Her eyes flicker with surprise and I’m certain she expected me to rub it along her lips, but no one else besides her bats an eyelid. After all, they know I have never bound myself to anyone by blood and that I never will. Only they do not know that I have already given one woman my blood.