Bound To You Novel Novels & Stories

Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the library. Time stretched out like taffy, and as the book sailed across the room, the panther seemed to shrink before his eyes. With dawning horror, Brad realized there had never been a panther, it was only Phantom. He cried out even as the book landed on top of the cat. Phantom let out a nails-on-chalkboard cry, pinned beneath the heavy brick of a volume. Brad hurried back to the stairs, casting the book aside. Phantom seemed daze, mewling and curling up on itself like a pill bug.

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

“Long before you did.” Kelvin stiffened. “Then why keep silent.” The man exhaled slowly. “Because Dante was not finished.” Silence fell heavy. Ruby felt a cold fear crawl through her veins. “Finished with what.” The man’s eyes returned to her stomach. “With making you doubt yourself. With breaking your bond. With making the world believe there was ambiguity where there was none.” Kelvin’s jaw clenched. “There was never any ambiguity. The baby is mine.” “Yes,” the man said softly. “It always was.”

And when they finally fell into place, I found a love more beautiful than anything I’d ever imagined. I found a man I adore more than anything in the world, and the bond between us burns so bright. So strong, that it’s unbreakable. THE END ******************************************* Thank you for joining me on Cal and Nessa's journey! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. My next book will be another standalone connected to the six-pack universe- keep an eye out for Cole's story: THE DENVER ALPHA, which will start releasing in early January.

He licked the scar, sending shivers down my spine. "Liam," I gasped, clutching his shoulders. "Forgive me," he whispered against my skin. He bit down. It wasn't a claim this time. It was an anchor. A reminder that no matter what happened on the Ashen Field, no matter who lived or died, we belonged to each other. The pain was sharp, sweet, and fleeting. It was replaced by a rush of warmth that flooded my veins, binding my soul to his. I held him as he shuddered against me, his wolf settling into the comfort of the bond.

Only the low hum of the present. Sophia was curled on the couch across from me, legs tucked beneath her, reading the novel Izzy had given her. She'd been reading it in fragments for two weeks in planes, quiet evenings and the occasional hour between obligations. The silk slip she wore caught the lamplight with every small shift, sliding over her skin like a secret I wasn’t supposed to notice. Her hair fell loose across one shoulder. She looked soft in a way she rarely allowed herself to be. I watched her turn a page, the quiet rhythm of her breathing, the faint furrow between her brows as she read. The moment was entirely ordinary. And that was what made it significant.

“I give you Anya Volkov’s hand in marriage. I trust that you will protect her and care for her. You will be responsible for her life, her wellbeing and her health. If she wants something, it will be your duty to provide it, within reason. If she is harmed by your hands, that’s what I will take from you. Do you understand?” “I do.”

My name already typed at the bottom next to a blank line for my signature. "This contract is binding," Dante explained. "You sign it, you become my wife in every legal sense. You'll live where I say. Eat what I provide. Wear what I choose. You'll have no contact with your old life unless I permit it. You'll belong to me completely. Do you understand?" I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. This couldn't be real. Things like this didn't happen in real life. "And if I refuse?" Dante raised the gun again. Pointed it back at Matteo's head.

The unexpected revelation about her impending wedding left her stunned, and the realization that she was now bound to someone she barely knew filled her with a mix of fear and curiosity. In the privacy of her room, Aurora tried to steady her breathing, but her thoughts were in turmoil. The weight of his words echoed in her mind – "I own you," "Prepare for your wedding in the next four days." The gravity of the situation sank in, and she found herself caught between the mystery of her alpha and the uncertainty of the future.