Boundstories Novels & Stories

She thought they could clear their debts. It pains her any time she remembers that her family almost paid off the debt. It was remaining just a little, and yet they were heartlessly murdered... "Luciana." Raziel's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. He had an idea what was going through her mind. "I told you my blood can heal." He then pulled her closer, and bit his wrist until it began to bleed. "Drink. I know it's not as pleasing to humans as it is to us, but it will help heal your scars."

"That's news. I have no idea I'm the first..." Amethyst began again, "Well, most of them died at the border and some, who managed to pass the border, would get lost mysteriously and die of thirst." Luveas glanced back at her again. "Ancea sounds very dangerous for my kind. By the way, are the animals dangerous too?" Amethyst paused and then answered, "I'd say you are far more dangerous than them." Then, she smiled apologetically. She was sorry but at the same time, didn't as well.

she asked, withdrawing her hands. Bernard removed his hands from the table and dropped them to his laps. “I don’t want to lie to you Luyando. It’s a fact that I want to earn your trust and love again…but, at this point in my life, my loyalty doesn’t just belong to you.” Luyando bolted up from her chair. “Then I guess you leave me no choice.” She told him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Bernard asked. “I am going to tell everyone that I bumped into you and you threatened to kill me if I told anyone that you are back in town.”

“You’re collecting strays now?” “He asked. The bond was abusive. Forced. I could feel the way it was being used on him.” I leaned against the brick wall, the power settling again, quieter and steadier than it had been after my own severance. “If I can cut something like that, and I choose not to because I’m worried about the stories getting louder, then what exactly am I saving the ability for?” “I’m not judging. I’m calculating how fast this particular story travels once his former mate starts screaming that the Bondbreaker stole her property and violated a pack-sanctioned bond.” He studied my face in the dim light. “You okay? Any backlash?”

A TV mounted above the liquor shelf played a news segment with captions scrolling across the bottom. BOND WELLNESS INITIATIVE EXPANDS AFTER “PROXIMITY INCIDENTS.” A woman in a pale coat stood in front of a van, smiling into the camera. “Our goal is to provide compassionate support for those experiencing bond distress,” she said. “We’re seeing increased cases of destabilization following recent proximity events. A clean cut is often kinder than prolonged tearing.” Tharien’s hand tightened around the glass. Behind his sternum, the bond burned—hot and furious—then snapped cold with sharp warning.

“Perhaps. Yet even I never heard his thoughts as you do. That bond is new… dangerous.” Mira frowned. “Bond? You mean this voice-thing?” Seraphina’s image flickered. “It is a curse that binds souls tethered by unresolved fate. The more affection grows, the farther the distance extends. If you grow too close, you may disappear entirely.” “Disappear—like die again disappear?” “Yes.” Mira stared. “Fantastic. Love him and poof. Don’t love him and he hates me. Excellent options.” --- A knock jolted her out of the mirror conversation.

Watched us go over a waterfall too high for anyone to survive. They will assume we’re dead.” A tight grin made its way onto his face. “But we’re not.” No, we were not. Tristan got hold of my arms, bringing me on top of him. The heat of his body was pleasant after the frigid water, but I pushed myself to focus as he added, “Everyone believes we’re dead, Andronika , and no one fights to possess the dead. We may leave the Southern region without penalty because Alpha Orion won’t punish Declan or Eleanor for falling in combat. No one will come seeking for us. We may choose where we go and what we do, and no one, not even the gods, can stop us, for we are unfated. We determine our fate. Together

Carla wondered one more time, feeling something in her chest threatening not to let her hear properly. B.J. wasn't looking serious, barely directing his eyes toward the couple arguing in the living room of the apartment he and other roommates inhabited. He was still standing by a window near them in the living room. He was not the only guard present at the conversation. J.B., "the new guy" (called by his last name Boreanaz), was in charge of recording everything from another room in the apartment, transmission connected to The City and Peter Embert's team on the other side of the ocean.

We all knew that despite the love and unions within our individual couples, we’d need to unite as one to take on the future. Thank you for reading BOUND BY A PROMISE. If you haven't read NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina's story, or TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia's story, I hope you will. The next book in the Brutal Vows series is QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Rei and Jasmine's story.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C