Familial Bond Novels & Stories

But even then, I’m still not the type of friend who wholeheartedly opens up to the people I’m closed with. I sighed. Maybe, this as one of the reasons why I have always wanted for a mate for the past years. Because I know that a mated pair is meant to be together forever, that the mate bond prevents them from splitting apart, similar to families. Blood is thicker than water, but a mate bond binds two souls. I crave that kind of connection. The certainty that a mate would be there forever.

We- I don't know that. And you guys know what, I couldn't care less what you guys think of me. Because truthfully family is formed by bond, not by blood. Do you remember the thing I told you, Mason? I told you trust has to be earned. But I am really a fool to trust you guys unknowingly. Thanks for pointing it to me.

The bond between these friends and family members was a tapestry woven with shared experiences, genuine affection, and a deep understanding of one another. In the midst of the jovial banter and the genuine connections, Maiari and D'Andre exchanged a knowing look. Their journey had taken unexpected turns, and their path to parenthood had been filled with challenges and surprises. Yet, in the company of loved ones who accepted and embraced them, they found solace and strength.

and "Vampires: Blood and Legend." I settled into the chair, warm from the fire, and picked up the book on bonding to start. Skimming through, I found plenty of information on the mate bond and familial bonds. I found out that regardless of pack affiliation, family bonds stay intact barring a formal rejection. This lets families maintain their ability to mindlink and feel each other as long as they’re close enough. It was an interesting piece of information, but not what I was looking for. There was no mention of a bond specific to twins, so I shut the book with a sigh and moved on to the next one.

“I think you can agree that it’s quite the security risk for us.” Francia’s lips twitched. “He is my son; much like a sire bond, I can find him wherever he is. It is different from a mating bond but similar. It cannot be broken by anyone but a sire. Bonds between family are not broken until death.” She pressed a hand to her chest. “Even then, there is… an emptiness where that person’s mind used to be connected to yours.”

“That`s just the least. I will try and give the best in that domain.” Franck reiterated, “Our family empire lie on our ability to create a strong family bond. Our capacity to stick together and form a strong chain. Do not forget, we have rivals out there too. When the base or the foundation is not solid, any house can fall from the least storm. Dad succeeded because he could stick with mom to form one solid entity” Jessica watched her brother talk without uttering a word.

“Come, and I will stand by you when you face Dymian.” “I never thought I’d hear such a thing coming from you,” Gustav snickered scornfully, enunciating every word. “Back then, I thought we were all we needed, us being the family you say. Yet, you, Dymian, and the others tore that bond apart. You taught me that family is not just about blood, but about trust, loyalty, and love that doesn’t waver.” Farrah opened her mouth to protest, but was silenced by his accusing, aggressive tone.

Being only feminine, she's brother Ron's most loved and cherished. His most adored younger sibling amongst us both. They both share an extremely powerful, closely indestructible and unbreakable bond. Am certain their shared relational bond closely equals the mate bond. It's unlike anything!. Extremely powerful and strengthens daily. Nothing!. Absolutely nothing shatters nor asunder their bond. Trust me I've tried. Numerous intervals have I attempted destroying that annoying bond. Their dumb bond which separates and maintains I alone within the dark. The bond which makes me the wierdo amongst all trio children.

Twice. Zarek. I was back. His small hands were still on my shoulders, holding me steady with surprising strength. His face was close now, watching me carefully. It was full of worry. “What happened?” he asked quietly. I swallowed hard, trying to force air back into my lungs. “I think…” My voice cracked. I cleared my throat. “I think it is a bond.” The words came out slower than I wanted. A parental bond. It only formed when proximity between parent and child triggered recognition at a deeper level.

Whatever he saw or realized meant something important to him. “I don’t just see mate-bonds. I see bonds in general. I’ve never seen a familial type of bond as strong as yours. I didn’t even know such a strength existed. It’s been blessed and divinely reinforced. Take care in continuing to nurture it and keep it strong because there’s a reason why this bond was chosen for you two,” Thompson advised them.