Bound To You Novel Novels & Stories

"You've already read it." "Three times." She said it without apology. "The first time I found it, forty years ago. I was young enough to be furious and not yet wise enough to know what to do with fury." She looked at the volume. "The second time, twenty years later. I understood more and the fury had become something less hot and more structural." She paused. "The third time was five years ago, when the attacks on this pack began and I realised I had been right about the connection." "Why didn't you bring it to Caelum then," Lyra said.

Draven, pinned beneath the blow of something immense—something that broke through the rupture behind her after she fell. They were fighting separate enemies. Both losing. She reached for them instinctively—but the space around her constricted, turning rigid. “Let me go—PLEASE—” No. You cannot return yet. “Why?!” Because neither of them is your anchor anymore. The words struck like a blade. Elaria froze. “That’s not true. I chose them. I—” You chose a bond meant for mortals. A bond meant for wolves. You are no longer a creature who can be bound by singular threads.

~JESSICA~ Something twisted inside of me the moment I stepped my feet into Daniel's company. This was the place where it all began. The place I had signed a marriage contract with Daniel. Where I foolishly hoped a marriage contract could become something real. Now, it was the place I needed to leave. I stood in the building now, holding the white envelope tightly in my hand. And I had two thoughts in mind. What if what I was about to do is wrong??

Will they kill me like they did the driver? Will anyone save me? But suddenly my jumbled thoughts were interrupted by the ominous creak of a door opening, followed by the heavy, deliberate click of a boot on the floor. The sound sends a chill down my spine, and my heart races with uneasiness and dread. "Wh... Who's there?” I stammer, my voice trembling as I frantically wiggle my tied hands, desperate to free myself. The ropes dig deeper into my skin as I struggle, but they refuse to budge. My heart races with every step, the footsteps growing louder and closer, echoing off the walls.

“The goddess. She said I’m hers. But when I woke up, I didn’t want her.” His eyes found hers, blazing. “I wanted you.” Her heart thudded once loud and clean and then she shut it away. “You’re unbalanced,” she said simply. “Something’s pulling at you. And I think you know exactly what it is.” “I’m cursed.” She tilted her head. “No. You’re bound. But maybe… not to who you think.” He surged forward too fast. Too raw. But she stood calmly, closing the space between them, and pressed two fingers to his chest. Right over his heart.

“No… Adrian cracked voice broke his thought. He stumbled back, clutching at his chest. No, no, no. This isn’t happening.” Kaelen’s heart thundered. “Adrian…” Panic surged. He shoved himself upright, only to freeze when he saw it—thin, glowing red threads coiling around his wrist, binding him to Kaelen. His blood ran cold. “What the hell…?” Adrian whispered, staring at the unmistakable bond mark. Kaelen stirred, blinking awake. For a moment, confusion flickered in his eyes, then shock. He tugged the sheet up to cover himself, gaze darting between Adrian and the red mark linking them.

'But he came into my life, and I thought he was another nightmare I had no idea that he came to end my night fears His divine touch helped me swim out of the sea of sorrow With him, I never have to worry about tomorrow. 'He is the dream that I never dared to dream about The wish I didn't know I longed for He knows me even more than I know myself And I just cannot help but wonder how lucky I am.' 'He is Raziel, my husband, my king and my love, and by his side I shall ever remain.' "What are you writing, Lucy?" Luciana was startled as she turned to see him standing right behind her. She then smiled and turned back to the paper. "It is the story of the slave who became Queen." She got up from h

Mark my word you will pay for marrying me. After shouting at her Demon make his way out from room just then he heard some noise. Hearing this he turned standing at door and saw his so called wife sitting at a corner in his room while sobbing hard... "Don't waste your tears sweetheart because you will need it in your upcoming days. Also don't dare to hurt my boy. Don't forget you are tied to me bound by vows. And welcome to my cage princess. Welcome to Hell" Saying this Demon left the room.

I moved closer, hugging him tight. We hadn’t washed up when we came back, so I could still smell the alcohol on our bodies. “It is alright; just promise not to go into it again.” “Never again. This body belongs to Mr. Alexander Knight alone.” “It had better be, because I am a jealous man and I don’t like sharing.” My lips tugged in a smile, hearing that from him. I never liked the idea of sharing too, so it works for me. “I’ll love that.” I replied, pressing my cheeks against his chest.

"But I am not an Alpha bound by keeping my promises. I'm but a fragile human, and this breaking of promises is pretty much my prerogative. And so, it would be Devil's Spin! " Steven sighed deep. "You really ought to thank the goddess that you're bonded to me." I turned to him, my face alight with playful curiosity. "What if I wasn't bonded to you? What would have happened then?" He smirked, an edge of seriousness under his teasing tone. "Let's just say it would've been a very different story-one that definitely wouldn't have ended in your favor." I tittered, "Then I really should thank the goddess I'm your mate! But first, let's conquer the Devil's Spin." And before he could argue more, I to