Drawn Together Novels & Stories

“Together.” The word settles between us, and I feel the bond react to it, not sharply, not forcefully, but in a way that feels aligned, like something locking into place whether she wants it to or not. She doesn’t argue, doesn’t agree either, but she doesn’t step away this time, doesn’t create that distance she kept trying to force before.

They fell asleep tangled together, the link humming with shared resolve and quiet love. The final act was almost here. And they would meet it on their terms as much as they could.

Something shared. without being merged. Something real. without being controlled. I exhaled slowly. Then said quietly. “This is how it survives.” A pause. Then. “Yes.” Not by stopping uniformity completely. Not by eliminating fractures. But by creating something stronger than both. Connection. Between those who could see. Between those who could choose. Between those who could remain different. and still stay together. And as I watched them. the first and the second. no longer alone, no longer isolated, no longer dependent.

Aiden squeezed his way right between them, slipping his small hands into theirs, anchoring them together. They stood as a family. They were not a perfect unit, and they were certainly not completely healed from the deep scars of the past five years. But they were actively moving forward into the light. Together. And for the very first time in a very long time, the future looked infinitely brighter than the past.

She looks magnificent in silk. He pulled the girl closer as they stepped into their apartment. Their body gets so perfectly with each other as if they were meant to be in each other's arms. Lia belongs to him and him only.

Living together with a mate is an attempt to unite the contents of two different heads. Rejection, selfishness, anger, despair, love, and mutual love are united in a bond called Fate. The End.

, I said meekly while sniffling. "My name is Amelia", she said and stretched out her hands. She's expecting a handshake. I shyly put my hands up to meet hers and she shakes my hands vigorously. "I hope we can be best of friends", She smiles and hugs me. AMELIA'S POV I pulled back from the hug and looked at her face. There were traces of tears and she was pouting. She looked so innocent and cute that I felt the need to protect her. "So are you heading home now? Let's go together", I suggested

[ Sophia ] Finally the day of the charity gala event had arrived and I could do nothing but fret as Mrs. Statanhall had been calling me in every ten minutes to know when would I be marking my presence as the newest member of the club who worked as her right hand in the preparation but she'd be wanting all the stars on her shoulder and I was okay with that. It had been a few days we came back from the village and since then Daniel started acting cozier than before,he never left a chance to kiss me time and often and the long cuddles during the nights though ww never dared to cross that invisible line.

I knew it would work. We were sitting beside each other so he leaned towards me. "If some people don't have the spark and chemistry, they can not act it out. Fortunately for us, we have the pull, spark and everything romantic. You just need to remind yourself how to breath whenever I get close to you. Like right now, you need to breath Livi, your face is turning red."

They were fine. Julie was unhappy with the decision, of course. Emily argued that she didn't understand. Julie agreed, saying maybe they never would. And they agreed to disagree. Julie decided that she no longer wanted to be part of a friendship where she was doing all of the pushing and pulling, and Emily didn't fault her for it. It was just as well.