Bound To You Novel の小説・ストーリー

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“Sir, you need to read sometimes. Calm your nerves, relax your thoughts. There’s a great app—GoodNovel.” I found it on the app store and downloaded it in seconds. The interface popped up and right there under the NEW tab was something that stopped me in my tracks: Bound By His Rules: MM Short Erotica Compilation. There was no hesitation from me. I clicked it immediately. The first chapter was like a slap to my already overloaded senses. Professor Richard—cold, confident, dominant. Student Gregory—shy, brilliant, bending under power like he was made to submit. I couldn’t stop reading.

ISBN 978 0 14 044913 6 Page 114, Paragraph 3 My breath stopped. A book cipher. I remember this, I whispered. He used to hide messages in books. Adrian’s voice sharpened immediately. Find the book. I moved fast to the shelf, scanning titles with shaking hands. Then I saw it. The Count of Monte Cristo. My fingers trembled as I pulled it out. Pages flipped too quickly as I searched, panic building in my chest. Until I reached page 114. Paragraph three.

My gaze darted to Alpha Thane and Lyra, who watched silently, their faces inscrutable. The elderly lady's voice drew me back, her words a gentle persuasion. “Come on, dear." With a sense of resignation, I let her take my hand. The lady’s warm fingers wrapped around mine gently. She pulled me to my feet, her other hand enveloping mine, holding it in a soft, comforting grasp. Her eyes shut and I furrowed my brows in confusion wondering what she was doing? She then opened them and let me go turning to Alpha Thane. “Yep. You’re definitely bonded.” She spoke.

"That was brave. Stupid. But brave." "I didn't like her touching you." "I noticed that too." His thumb brushes my knuckles. "It was unnecessary. I'm yours. Only yours. She was nothing." "Then why were you looking at her like that?" "Like what?" "Like you were interested." "I was being polite. There's a difference." He stops walking. Turns me to face him. "I'm bonded to you. Mated to you. Carrying your scent. There's no room for anyone else. Understand?"

“Are you out of your mind? Last night was a mistake. How could you mark me…a stranger?” “Last night,” he said calmly, his expression unreadable, “you weren’t a stranger.” My stomach twisted. The word mate echoed in my head again, louder this time, heavier. “This can’t happen,” I said, shaking my head, my voice rising despite myself. “What does this even mean? What does it do to me?” Killian’s gaze sharpened slightly, as if he had been waiting for that question. “It binds you,” he said simply. “The longer you fight it, the worse it gets.”

"Power? Dave, you are so limited. I don't want to rule the darkness; I want to become the source of it. This book contains the original incantation that binds the living to the void. Once I recite it, the barrier between this world and the chaos will dissolve. I will be the one who decides who lives and who is harvested." ​Laura’s mind raced. She looked at the map on her hand, now glowing with a rhythmic, fading violet light. She felt the connection—not just to the map, but to the codex itself. It was as if the book was calling to her, recognizing the same energy that surged through her veins. ​"Selene!" Laura hissed, glancing toward the woman who had brought them here.

But he’s not done. “And let me be clear. If anyone ever lays a hand—or even a thought—on my Luna like that, I’ll string you up myself. We are fated. Bonded. Unbreakable since the day I first dreamed of her at fourteen.” Gasps echo around us. “And I’ve been fated to him since I was five,” I add, stepping forward. “I saw him before I knew what fate even was. We made our parents go halfway across the world to bring him home. This is not just a bond. This is destiny forged in blood and fire. You don’t get to touch it. You don’t get to breathe near it.”

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