Destiny Bond Pokemon Novels & Stories

In her hand, she held a small, intricately carved vial, its contents shimmer with an otherworldly glow. “This is it,” she stated, holding the bottle up to my face. “The stronger potion. It will mask your scent, but Zela, understand this. It is not a shield against the bond. He has felt you and that bond is a part of you now, woven into the very fabric of your being. Your destiny is already intertwined.”

his voice dropped to a low, deadly whisper, “I’ll make sure he won’t see the next day.” The room seemed to close in around us, the walls closing in on me. I felt trapped, suffocated by his possessiveness. “You have no option now,” he declared, his voice final, “Once you are bound to me, you will belong to Dylan Aster, and I’ll belong to only you, till the end of me and till the end of forever.” There were a thousand thoughts racing through my mind, desperate to be expressed to him. How could someone think like this? But all I managed to say was, “Dylan, you can’t do that, it’s illegal.”

My jaw clicks as I release my hand from her shoulder turning away from her. “The bond … it’s special, but it’s not conclusive. There are always other signs. Does their presence pull you in like a magnet? Do you feel safe? Do they make you happy? The bond is really the cherry on top. Confirming destiny knows what both of you feel is true. But deep down, there is more to a mate than just the bond or else no one would take a chosen mate or reject their bond.” I tell her as she nods along before another smile crosses her face. Such a beautiful smile.

Life continued despite the chaos, and in the center of it all, Kael and Elara remained bound by something older and stronger than either of them could fight. The prince lowered his hand from hers but kept his gaze locked on her. “This night was a warning,” he said. “Not from me. From the world. The bond is not mercy, Elara. It is destiny. And the light that binds us… it is stronger than any shadow outside these walls.” Elara’s chest rose and fell quickly. “Then I will not let it break,” she said. “I will not let the bond fail.” Kael’s crimson eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Good,” he said. “Because you have no other choice. And neither do I.”

Aiden felt his heart stop. Dante’s voice dropped to a dangerous growl. “You go near him, and I’ll tear your spine out.” The Original didn’t flinch. “The link must be completed.” Aiden felt his blood run cold. “Completed… as in—?” “Fully fused,” the Original said. “Anchor and conduit bound. Permanently.” Dante’s breath stopped. Aiden’s pulse hammered painfully. Permanently. Not metaphorically. Not symbolically. Bonded for life.

“Even if it kills you?” “Yes.” Her throat moved, like she wanted to speak and couldn’t. Finally, she said, “There’s one way to stabilize both our magics.” I already knew what she was going to say. “The bond.” She nodded. “A full soul-bond. Not just Luna-Alpha. Not just love. *Everything.* Shared magic, memory, strength. If we do it…” Her voice wavered. “We’ll be changed. Forever.” “There’s no going back.”

he went on, as if reading a schedule, “she won’t need you. Biology will do the work. She’ll feel the bond. You’ll be a memory, Kyrie. A bad memory she'll apologise to her mate every other day about.” My hands curled into fists. I let the heat build slowly and mean. “If some asshole shows up smelling like ‘destiny’ around her, I put him in the ground before the bond clicks," I said. My voice was low and steady, the kind that told the world I’d already counted the ways. "I don’t care who he is. I don’t care whose son he is. I don’t care what the Moon says. I’ll tear it out of the sky and feed it to you.” There was a long, unhealthy silence between us before he spoke again, with that arrogant s

I smiled and picked up the notes and started reading it. "I do believe in soulmates, and also believe that you cannot find them overnight. I believe that compatibility between two individuals will never exist. You have to make a soul mate over the years through a companionship that passes through agreement, disagreement, adjustment and forgiving each other and finally accepting them as they are. I believe we have to make our soulmates, not find them!!" These words were so meaningful yet so confusing.... It somehow gave a meaning to my question but also left me in a Delima...How will I make a soul mate.. isn't people supposed to like them and accept them as they are.?!!.......

I ask. “I can ignore it most of the time.” “Those motherfuckers,” I say and pull my hand back. I smear the droplets of blood off on my jeans. “What? What now?” “They created a doom bond.” “I’ve never heard of that.” “Landon or Easton or both of them forced a bond into being using magic. Your bond with Easton isn’t real.” “Isn’t that just a chosen mate bond?” she asks, and lets go of her t-shirt.

Electricity shoots through my system akin to that of my mate’s bond with Xeraphina and I almost pass out from the intensity of it. I’m stunned and before I can collect my thoughts, Talon materializes in my subconscious. ‘Destiny linked you three as mates from the start. You must accept this bond with Vaegon.’ ‘I’m not mating or marking that fucker. I’m not into guys Talon.’