Broken Bonds Epub Novels & Stories

For the rest of the movie, their hands stayed that way. Hidden in the dark. Unspoken. Unbreakable. After the Movie When the lights came back on, they both slowly let go. Neither mentioned it. “That wasn’t that scary,” Tae Min said casually. “You’re lying.” They laughed. But as they exited the theater— Tae Min felt something strange. Like they were being watched. He turned slightly. A familiar figure disappeared behind a pillar. His chest tightened. No… it couldn’t be. He didn’t say anything.

“Twenty-nine. Lives in the Jia-Hua territory. You were with her at the hospital last night.” My voice stayed level, almost calm—which somehow made it worse. “I know everything.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. “What you broke wasn’t rules or vows on paper,” I said. “It was trust. It was the bond I believed in. The future I built my life around.” My hand rested lightly over my abdomen. “I can’t pretend that kind of betrayal didn’t happen. I can’t live beside it, touch it, sleep next to it, and tell myself it still means the same thing.”

The word entered her like a key turning inside a lock. “Buried,” she repeated. “A broken bond bleeds differently. It weakens steadily. It leaves emptiness, fever, and sometimes madness if the severing is violent. This is not that. Your bond is still alive, but it is forced beneath layers of interference. When Maddox comes close, the bond reaches him. When he rejects you, denies you, or moves too far away, it twists against whatever is holding it down.” Rhea swallowed. “That is why it hurts.”

Marcus shoved him aside and, with trembling hands, snatched up the paper. The first line was written in bold strokes: "Application for Dissolution of Marriage. Applicants: Marcus Hale, Clara Wilder." Julia limped in behind him, trying to clutch his arm like before. "Marcus, my ankle hurts." Ruthlessly, he ripped his hand away. "Ah!" The motion sent Julia crashing to the ground for real this time, pain shooting up her twisted ankle. Her face contorted as she sucked in sharp breaths. Marcus gripped the divorce papers tighter, his face pale, and showed her no concern at all.

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and looked at my reflection. Puffy eyes. Pale skin. My lips were cracked and dry. I looked like someone who’d been run over by life and then reversed on for good measure. I didn’t bother with makeup. No point pretending I had it together. Downstairs, the house felt like a shell. My house. The one Damian and I bought after everything I’ve been through. And now here I was, being broken all over again. I made coffee, not because I wanted it, but because it was routine. I needed something normal this morning. Something to hold on to. I didn’t even drink it. Just held the mug, letting the heat seep into my fingers.

I drove my brush across the canvas, slashing a bold, jagged X. Nathan appeared before me, looking haggard and broken. His eyes were sunken, his voice rough as if scraped raw. "I knew you'd be here, Gail. You still hold some attachment, don't you?" "If you believe that, then you also know you're next," I said, barely looking at him. He lifted his head, his eyes brimming with pain. "Must you burn every bridge between us?" My brush paused, the ink bleeding into a dark, spreading stain. "You've earned your fate. You're reborn. You know the full extent of what they did to me. Yet you still defend them."

Violet: The bond didn’t just break. It detonated. Pain tore through my chest like lightning ripping through bone, a violent, savage tearing that ripped the breath from my lungs. My scream echoed off the stone walls as the connection between Neal and I snapped completely, the force of it so brutal I felt something deep inside my soul fracture apart.

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."

Then walked out. A silent threat. She was warning me: open your mouth, and I'll infect you myself. *** Two weeks later, Jack cornered me outside Moonshade Medical. "Sophia, come on—we need to talk. Why are you ending our mate bond like this? Can't we just sit down? Talk? Why take this to the Elders' Council? You really think Alice and I betrayed you?" "It’s time to go to work. I'll see you at the hearing." I coldly shook off Jack’s hand.Couldn't wait for the Elders to sever the bond.