Bound By Night Novels & Stories

Then he stretches over to turn off the light and lays back down beside me. “We can discuss it all in the morning.” He breathes. I want him to get out. But I can’t win the fight. So instead I close my eyes and do my best to make it until morning. He is still holding me when I wake up in the morning. His unbreakable grip never loosening. I try to get free but it’s only when he wakes up that I manage. I sit up as he rolls over and pull myself out of bed. “How did you get here?” I ask again now that I’m awake.

He was in it, propped against a shiny black car that was likely worth more than my parents’ house had been, sin wrapped up in Armani. "I have conditions," I said. "Name them." "Separate bedrooms. No touching unless absolutely necessary. And when it’s over that year we never talk to each other.” He smiled, slowly, dangerously, destructively. "Deal." He opened the car door. I paused for just a moment, teetering at the edge of the cliff, every instinct in my body shrieking at me to flee. But I’d been playing it safe my entire life, and where did that get me?

His shaft was long and thick, and I imagined it was hitting against my womb. I felt him pull out again, and he was undoing the binds on my wrists, he quickly flipped me over, and I was on my knees, my ass in the air, then he bound my hands again behind my back. He penetrated me again and started to pound into me. I felt myself on the edge of that cliff again; I couldn't see the ground this time. I tried to hold off on the climax for a little longer, but it seemed futile. I removed the blindfold soon enough to see him released too.

The night was too quiet. No wind. No breath in the trees. No crickets, no owl. Just the sharp, too-clean silence that came before something ancient woke. Emilia stood in the center of the Hollowborn clearing, barefoot, her skin dusted with ash. The moon hung low and swollen, red veining its edges like blood surfacing beneath frost. The Binding Moon. They whispered about it in the dreams she never spoke aloud. The night when the wolf within would offer her not just a crown—but a choice.

Whisper's gentle voice echoed in my mind, "Your bond will ignite a new era, Syla. Embrace destiny." As night descended, our pack retreated, leaving us under the star-studded sky. Phoenix's lips brushed mine, a gentle promise of what was to come. We stood there, suspended in time, our hearts beating as one. The world around us melted away, leaving only us, lost in the depths of each other's eyes. The Night Before

The sight made my heart constrict. "Luna." I whispered, fumbling for the right words with which to calm her down. She shook her head, her hands gripping my shirt, her eyes pleading with me for something. "It was under the night sky," she said, her voice trembling, as if she was having a nightmare once more. "The moon was full, and it shone upon you as if to keep watch on the events. And then." Her breath hitched as fresh tears welled up in her eyes. "And then it happened. You're not going anywhere at night from now on, Steven! I won't let you! You can't step out after dark ever again!" She clutched me tighter, as if she was scared I might just disappear before her eyes. I sighed, reaching up

And i am very happy for it. Though i know, the person because of whom i am bound with these people is not mine. We are only Bounded by Vows not Bounded by Heart. Within a week, i got attached to Divi very much. She now considers me as her family. But something is not good with my baby these days. I mean she is good with me but not as she used to. I think school is taking a toll on her and I am just overthinking about it.

Damien "Oh…… yeah! Fuck," I groaned and almost cum inside her but I immediately withdrew and pushed her away. She screamed and fell to the ground in tears. Ignoring her endless sobs, I pick up my phone that has been ringing endless on the side table. **The Shadow Cartel** our mafia group name flashing as the caller ID, gaining my attention. The Shadow Cartel was the largest and first mafia group to have ever existed in the whole world before *The Nightfall Legion* which was Alexander's own came into existence.

It hadn’t really been a choice, it had happened naturally and Gage had found his place in this world, in the darkness. ** The hallway always seemed so long but that day it was the odd noises that drew him out of his room. He’d always been a light sleeper and even at the age of three, he’d moved stealthily. The door was ajar and the light was on. “No! Don’t touch me!” The slap across her face was so forceful that she turned and fell on the bed. He was on top of her in an instant, pulling her nightdress up her back. The sound of his zipper being pulled down seemed too loud but it was her sobs that would stay with him forever.

He breathes out and says, “I know this won’t be what you want to hear, but we need to wait until the next full moon to go see Raya.” “But that’s so far away.” He nods, “I know, and I know that’s not the easiest thing for you to accept, but I need you to trust me.” Deep down, I do trust him. However, I want to know more about why we need to wait. I open my mouth, but he’s already talking, “I’m trying to figure out a plan, Blair. On a new moon more vampires will be coming and going for the Ambrose estate and while it’s good for more of them to be gone it’s also more dangerous because there’s more activity. On a full moon, it’s almost guaranteed that everyone will be home, however we might coul