Broken Bonds Audiobook Novels & Stories

¶Aiyla PoV¶ "Once the bond is broken it can't mend like before".... Neha Maurya ****************** Like the Quotes says " Once the bond is broken it can't be mend like before"... It was for me. The bond that was broken with my family was hard to mend no matter how much you tried, I knew my family was never going to be the same. My parents divorce was a harsh reality that left a deep impact in our life. Our life was never going to be the same again with a broken heart. We knew somehow we had to live a life without our mother.

His jaw was clenched so tight I thought it might crack. The lock clicked. He yanked the door open, revealing a stairwell that plunged into darkness. “Go.” I froze, staring at the shadows yawning below us. “Down there? Where does it” His hand cupped the back of my neck, firm, guiding, almost desperate. “Melinda, move.” The sound of glass shattering cut through the air like a gunshot. Men’s voices roared in the distance, harsh, commanding. The safehouse wasn’t safe anymore.

It was not a full break yet, but it was a deep crack. “Kaaia!” he cried. He grabbed at his chest as if something had stabbed him from the inside. “What? What is it?” I screamed. “The bond. I felt it split. It was like skin tearing.” I couldn't breathe. “I felt that too.” The dark space made a humming sound as if it were happy. The anchor is strong. The crossing is almost steady. “I hate you,” I shouted at the voice. “I hate what you are doing to us.”

Lily asked, "Which one? What?" The man's lips curled upward at the ends. A faint outline of possible regret or relief. "It broke," he said. He closed his eyes again. This time, he tried to open them. However, he didn't try. "That's all we got," Dylan said. "Eventually," Lily said again. She rose from the chair. The chair didn't creak. She knew how to distribute her weight evenly.

He turns to look at me over his shoulder, and I give him a single nod. “Brett, this might be painful, but I need you to tell me and be descriptive, tell me what it felt like when the bonds snapped. Was like a sharp break, a slow tear or gradual fade?” Something about my question makes him lift his head again to look at me, he knows that I believe him. “It was…a slow tear. Like my heart was being torn apart every day they were missing. I could feel I was losing them; I kept expecting to see my chest bleeding but there was never any blood.

Not here. Not like this. Rowan’s grip never loosened And somewhere beyond the pain Beyond the fracture The bond fought back. ---

The moment I heard my father's voice, all my defenses collapsed. "Dad, I lost. I lost everything…" I admitted defeat weakly. His voice immediately turned sharp as he demanded, "Tell me where you are. I'll tear him apart myself!" I opened my eyes. There was no love or hatred left in me, only resolve. "Dad, there's no need to dirty your hands. But I need a potion to dissolve the mate bond. I want to sever the bond with him completely. I… want to go home."

I stood up and grabbed my suitcase. As I walked past him, I paused. "Kaelen," I said softly. "Since the bond between us is broken, then let it stay broken." "Don't give me another reason to hate you." He didn't move. He didn't even look up. I walked past him, and this time, he didn't try to stop me.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

I clenched my fists so tight that my nails dug into my palms, and I whispered through gritted teeth, “No more.” I reached deep into the bond, gripped it with everything inside me, and yanked. The moment it snapped on my side, the pain was unbearable. It was like my soul had been torn in half, ripped from the inside out. I staggered back, clutching my chest, gasping as my knees nearly buckled beneath me. Fire and ice coursed through me, colliding violently until I couldn’t breathe. But worse than the pain was the truth that followed. I felt it—my side of the bond was broken. But his… his remained intact. Damian still held the thread.