Bound To You Novel Novels & Stories

A blaze of fireworks blossomed across the sky outside, a kaleidoscope of colors reflected in the dark glass of the Ekon-Brian Tower, a thousand fleeting stars against an immortal city, the pulse of a dynasty never to fade. Author’s Note – From Clare Felix When I first put pen to paper to start Bound by Fortune, I wanted to write more than a billionaire romance. I wanted to delve into the very architecture of power-how it corrupts, how it isolates, and how, when tempered by vulnerability, it can become the foundation for a love that redefines a life. Davidson and Joe were never supposed to be perfect men. Flawed, stubborn, and often their own worst enemies, they're survivors of the empires th

“I’ll never hurt you.” The blood dripped onto her floor. And the air changed. Thicker. Heavier. Electric. I felt it snap into place like a chain coiling around my ribcage and hers. A tether. Not just a promise. A binding. Magic lit under my skin, crawling over my wound. Her gasp wasn’t subtle. “Oh my gods. You bloodbound it.” I froze. “What?” “You made it real. That oath? That’s magically sealed now. You’re literally connected to me.”

“But it doesn’t own me. And it doesn’t own either of you.” Arthur ran a hand through his hair, disbelief etched across his face. “So what does that make us?” I took a breath. “Bound,” I said. “But not consumed. Connected—but with choice intact.” Ash shook his head faintly. “That shouldn’t be possible.” “It wasn’t,” I said. “Until it was.” The chamber groaned softly, stone cracking as the last remnants of moonlight drained away. Somewhere above us, the realm shifted—collapsing inward, sealing itself.

“Hold onto it.” Thalia’s eyes fluttered. Her body was weak, too weak to fight the heaviness pulling her back under. But she managed a nod. “It felt real,” she whispered, her voice like wind through dead leaves. “More real than anything else has in a long time…” “I believe you,” Nana whispered back and smiled. 'I will protect you… and the life growing inside you, if it’s truly there. Even if it means standing between you and the man I helped raise.'

“That becomes a mistake.” Jenny’s pulse thundered in her ears. “I am no longer yours.” Noah’s eyes darkened. “You have been mine the moment you walked into my house again.” His grip tightened simply sufficient to make her wince. Ethan attempted to move, but the bald man shoved him to the ground, urging a foot in opposition to his return. Jenny’s heart clenched. “Stop!” Noah tilted his head. “Are you prepared to return home now?”

Camilla’s hand hanged above the contract. The pen felt heavy like iron pressing into her skin. Her breath came short. and her tears blurred the words on the page. She could hear Adrian’s voice echoing in her head "You are mine for a year". Her chest squeezed tight. She couldn’t do it. Not like this. Slowly, she set the pen down. Adrian’s eyes moved to her hand, then back to her face. His brows lowered slightly. “What are you doing?”

My hands are shaking, but I refuse to let Eliza see me sweat. Quickly, I brush past Kieran, my arm accidentally grazing his skin. The touch instantly has sparks of the mate bond spreading through my body and shooting straight to my core. “Judy stop,” he orders. “No Alpha,” I say, throwing the title at him like a weapon. “Your Luna is clearly upset and I have a mystery to solve about my inheritance, including the fact that she said I am cursed.” I turn away quickly to avoid being held back any longer. As I walk towards the doors, I catch a glimpse of Eliza's reflection in the glass wall.

"I have you, Kaela." "Now," I begged, my hips lifting instinctively off the bed, searching for him, completely consumed by the heat threatening to burn us both to ash. "Draven, now." He didn't hesitate. Draven reached down, unbuckling his leather belt with one hand while keeping me pinned under his weight with the other. The heavy leather clattered to the floor alongside the rest of his clothes. "No turning back," he whispered, his knuckles brushing the silver marks on my throat, which were now glowing red-hot in the dark. "Once we do this, the bond locks. The mountain won't be able to separate us.”

As dawn broke, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, filling the castle's passages with her giggles for the first time as he rushed her to bed. ### That concludes Aria and Troy's story...but obviously Aaron's is far from over. Read on to find out what happens next to The Casanova of Caines in the epilogue. Updates for book three, You, Me, Her and Him will commence directly thereafter. If you read books one and two and felt I did Aaron an injustice, please read book three. I promise you won't be disappointed. I more than made up for it.

Wedding Day Payal’s POV The day has finally arrived when I will become someone's wife. I will belong to him. A sacred bond will tie us for live long after taking those holy rounds. We will be Bound by Vows for our remaining life. But am I ready for this? Completely no!!! But I cannot move back. I will have to accept this relationship by whole heart. There may not be a love in this but at least, will try to have trust and respect for each other.