Broken Binding Book Novels & Stories

Doing something useful with my hands while my mind worked through everything else. "How are you feeling?" Yoana asked. She was not asking about the training. "Complicated," I said honestly. "That tracks." She set a stack of bandaging on the shelf. "The blood work I ran this morning shows the binding has degraded by another twelve percent since yesterday. It is accelerating." She looked at me carefully. "Emily, I need to tell you something. When it fully breaks, it is going to be physical. Not dangerous, but significant. You are going to need someone with you."

I had just opened my mouth to answer. “Caelan.” From upstairs, Isolde stood beside the staircase, her silk nightgown slipping loosely off one shoulder. “My dresses arrived. Come help me choose.” Caelan released me immediately, stood up, and walked upstairs. I lowered my head and lightly brushed my fingers across the blood bond document. The words written across it had already started fading. In a few more days, there would be nothing left on that page at all. Only a completely blank sheet of paper.

I responded to the principal and instantly felt like I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. "Ah-ah! I told you so." Professor Derrick said to the principal. "Yes. You did but there is something though." The principal said. "What?" Professor Derrick asked him. "The mate bond. It must be broken." He said. "I know." Professor Derrick responded. "But either way, I have a little secret to share with you both. You must be discreet about it. In the forbidden areas of the library, there is actually a book on breaking mate bonds written by..." He started again. "We found that already!" Professor Derrick and I said simultaneously. "Oh wow!" The principal exclaimed.

But instead, they handed me a book. It was the rare poetry collection I had begged them to find before I left Nebaria. Tears welled up in my eyes as I took it from them. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, choked with emotion. They shook their heads gently. "We never blamed you. You've always made us proud." "Besides, you brought Sylvan back with you. He's such a sweet pup, just like you when you were little." I was overcome with emotion at their words, and I threw my arms around them and cried.

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Like he was just… Arthur. She was the one for him. I didn’t need to see her to know that. A smile tugged at my lips before I looked back at the book in my lap. The pages were worn soft from too many hands, and the ink faded in places. But the symbols scrawled down the margin were different. My eyes caught on a passage that hadn’t stood out before. Dark binding rituals. Used to trap spirits. Or to keep souls from returning to their bodies… My heart skipped.

"I'm going to lend it to you so you can study it and understand what you're dealing with. But you must promise to return it when you're done. Books like this are rare and valuable." "I promise" I said. Mira flipped through the pages until she found what she was looking for. "Here. This section talks about the breaking process. Read it multiple times carefully, You need to understand exactly what's going to happen." I looked down at the page and tried to read the faded writing. It talked about how blood seals were connected to the person's life force and how breaking them required facing the trauma that caused them to be created in the first place. It said that most people who tried to break

The librarian didn’t fall so much as… come unbound. Once the lockbook was out of its chest, its whole body lost the logic that had been holding it together. Volumes that had been ribs and limbs and vertebrae a heartbeat earlier juddered, then shook loose, tumbling in awkward cascades.

Blood dripped from a gash on his temple. Chains—silver chains—bound his wrists, his skin burned red where the metal lay. Rage surged through me. “Let him go.” Ronan sighed, shaking his head. "You don’t understand, little wolf. I’m saving you." --- The Breaking of the Mate Bond Another pulse of magic ripped through me. The bond shattered further, the pieces splintering like glass inside my chest. I gasped, clutching at my heart. Derek groaned, his body twitching as if he felt it too.

Bright It was already daylight, and I was still driving aimlessly, the sky a dull gray and a bone-deep exhaustion weighing on me. All night I’d wandered roads I barely recognized, my mind stuck on a single certainty that flooded and tore at my heart: I couldn’t go on like this. Every mile I left behind only deepened the feeling that something inside me was breaking under the weight of this mistrust.