Broken Bonds Epub Novels & Stories

[KAEL] Rhiannon stepped back. Not abruptly. Not violently. Decisively. The bond stuttered. Pain flashed sharp and sudden through my chest—not physical but deeper. Emotional. Like someone had reached inside and squeezed my heart with an iron fist. The connection between us didn't break. Couldn't break. Moon-blessed bonds didn't work that way. It just... fractured. Splintered at the edges where certainty had been seconds before. My hands fell to my sides. Empty. Aching.

¶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.

The book wasn't organized the way modern things were organized — it moved by association, by category of cause rather than symptom, and we had to work through two wrong sections before my mother's finger stopped on a page and stayed there. I leaned in. The heading read: On the fracture of the unaccepted bond and its exploitation. We read it together in silence. It described Kael's symptoms with an accuracy that made my chest tighten — the internal burning, the uneven deterioration, the way a targeted compound could find the fracture and use it as an entry point. It described the progression. It described what happened if it went untreated. And then it described the remedy. My mother read it

If the bond couldn’t be broken… Then the girl would. —

“That doesn’t sound like normal dreams.” “No.” “Did Zira say why it’s happening?” I shook my head slowly. “The bond.” The sacred connection between Alpha and Luna had been severed when I fled Silvercrest. But severed did not always mean erased. Sometimes, bonds leave echoes behind. Fragments of something that refused to disappear completely. And those fragments could haunt the mind. “Zira thinks the bond breaking damaged something in him,” I continued quietly. Aisha studied my face carefully. “And what do you think?” I hesitated.

“It’s always been part of us. We can’t just discard it. Even if it’s broken, even if it’s... weakened, it’s still us.” “But is it, Kieran?” Caspian interjected, his voice sharp, his eyes flashing with something dangerous. “Can we say that, honestly? We’ve seen what happens when the bond is shattered. What happens when trust breaks down.” “I’m not breaking,” I said, my voice finally steadying as I found the strength to speak. I looked at each of them—Caspian, Kieran, the healer who had moved to the far side of the room. “I won’t let this break us. I won’t let the bond be a curse. It’s a part of us, not something that controls us. We can rebuild it.”

But tonight, they felt like my only lifeline. I pulled out the first one, The Sacred Tether: Understanding Soul Bonds, and flipped through it quickly, scanning for anything on how to break a bond. My hands trembled as I turned the pages. “Severing a bond is rare…” “Dangerous…” “Often leads to emotional instability or permanent damage…” I slammed the book shut. “No. That can’t be all there is,” I muttered, tossing it onto the bed and grabbing another one. Dark Threads and Light: The Balance of Bonds.

Apparently, it’s not just my mate that does stupid things. I’m even more shocked when I hear that she wants to try to break her Guardian bond. I didn’t even know that was possible. I feel terrible that I didn’t know that any of this was going on. First Emerson and his bond with Quinn, now Rich and Emlyn. I feel so disconnected from the packs and what is going on with them. I get Buppig to help us find books that might give us a clue as to where to find anything on how to break the Guardian bond. We’ve been pouring over them for days when I hear the rumblings that the soldiers are back.

“Probably try to seal a bond at some point as chosen mates?” I nod, offering her a reassuring smile. “Is the fated bond really gone, then?” Mrs. Diaz questions, sadness filling her eyes. “There’s no way to get it back?” “I felt it break,” Nessa says quietly, and the pain lacing her voice fucking guts me. “Though I swear sometimes I still feel it, just for a second. Like an echo.” “Me too.” I give her hand a little squeeze, my chest burning with regret. If I’d known then what I do now, I never would’ve left. There isn’t a day that passes where I don’t wish I didn’t.

Her continuous refusal to sleep with him. He was a man after all and he needed to get relief even if it was with someone else. After that, she'd done a lot of research to find out what was wrong with her. Why she couldn't be with her boyfriend like any other women out there. Marjorie had helped, and together they'd come to the conclusion that she wasn't comfortable in her skin. So they'd set out to get her out of her shell. The next time she'd gone to Connor, she had been confident all would be well. They'd gone all the way and Alexis had thought that would be the beginning of their sexual relationship. She had imagined being with Connor everywhere, even in public because they couldn't keep