Entangle Novels & Stories

I've never heard of that name before but yet I felt a deeper connection to him. It felt like I had known him for years. But I just couldn't wrap my finger around it. What was going on? When I tried to walk further I suddenly became stuck. A redline was only a few inches from me. I couldn't cross it. But the strange guy was in the middle. Half of his body outside the redline. "His hanging between both worlds of good and evil, his fate is unknown" a voice out of nowhere. When I turned around no one was there.

interesting". But as he read on, there was one particular page that caught his attention. That page spoke of a celestial alignment that occurred once in a century, which created a cosmic connection between disparate entities it was referred to as, a "Celestial Bond", and was said can occur between beings of totally different worlds, uniting them in a way that transcended mere physical attraction.

Nessa cautioned and closed off the emotional connection between us, “don’t feel everything at once. You’ll hurt yourself.” I felt her worry. “I’m sorry,” I apologized, “I got carried away. But I can’t feel your emotions again.” “That’s because I shut it off,” she replied, “you were going to hurt yourself.” “You can do that?” I asked, surprised. “For now,” she explained, “our bonding process is still in its early stages, so we can control the emotions that we let others feel and the extent. The more we bond, the less control we have, and more access we have to each other.”

The intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain intertwines, evoking soft moans of surrender and an unyielding desire to hold onto them with every fiber of my being. The intense connection between Neo and I is a force that defies explanation. It is a magnetic pull that draws us together, igniting a fire within us that burns with an intensity that words cannot capture. Our passion intertwines like a complex dance, each movement perfectly synchronized, each touch sending shivers down our spines.

“That, in my opinion, is what is hurting him.” “Where is she now?” “She was nowhere to be found last night when we tried to find her.” Anthony the doctor sighed. “If he feels this way, something must have happened to her.” “That is not possible. She rejected him.” “So, there is still a bond between them that has not dissolved yet.” “Explain what you mean.” Tyler queries. “Will not the connection break if they reject each other?” “Once they reject each other, not when one rejects the other but the other does not accept it.

This idea just emerged when sounds of entanglement between a man and a woman came from inside. She felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her ears. "Matthew, give me more! I love you, always love you..."

"Are you serious?" That was Cynthia's unbelievable question to her after she told her everything that happened to her last night. That also includes this morning. “Can't you believe it too? Well, I won't be surprised there because that's how I feel until now,” she said, glancing at her friend for a moment and then looking back at the computer monitor on her desk. "It's like you have a special bond," Cynthia commented. She immediately turned to her best friend. “What do you mean special bond?” her confused question.

The thought made me feel foolish for obsessing over our brief encounter. Yet, the memories came flooding back, a torrent of emotions swirling within me. I couldn't tear my gaze away, my mind reeling with the coincidence. Caught in a crossfire of excitement and uncertainty, I was about to dive into what could only be dubbed an exhilarating chaos—the kind that came around when life presented unexpected surprises, and drama unfolded in the most delightful way. Little did I know, the night had only just begun.

“Always.” The being lowered its glowing hand. “Thus unity is incomplete.” Aiden frowned. “Meaning?” “Your human bond prevents total merge. Your identity is entangled with another. Integration requires singularity. You are not singular.” Aiden’s breath hitched. “I’m… too attached to merge?” “Correct.” Dante smirked. “Good.” The being turned its luminous gaze to Aiden. “Then we must remove the anchor.” Aiden’s blood ran cold.

Gloss POV The morning light slanted through the penthouse windows, cutting across the living room in sharp lines that illuminated every speck of dust floating in the air. I sat on the edge of the sofa, tablet in hand, eyes scanning the new notification flashing in the corner of the screen. The system had updated. Again. > Emotional entanglement detected. Missions will now reflect mutual dependence. I blinked. Re-read it. Blinked again. My fingers hovered over the tablet, trembling slightly. Emotional entanglement? Mutual dependence? What the hell did that even mean? My chest tightened, a cold wave of panic creeping up my spine.