Forbidden Bond Novels & Stories

I swallowed hard, my heart racing as I struggled to find my voice. "Maybe we should focus on something more comfortable, something she can relax in." Veronica nodded, her expression shifting to a mix of understanding and a touch of disappointment. It was as if she too was torn between embracing the undeniable connection we shared and respecting the boundaries that had been set. Together, we continued our search, looking for something that struck the delicate balance between sensuality and comfort. Our laughter, once carefree, now held a hint of tension, as if we were tiptoeing on a precipice that threatened to change everything. Every stolen glance, every accidental touch, fueled the fire th

There was something almost honorable in that brutal honesty, even though the truth was devastating. "Do I have any choice in this?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. "No." His response was immediate and final. "The alliance between our packs depends on this mating. My Elders won't accept anything less than a bonded mate and an heir." I nodded slowly, trying to process everything. A year to live. Maybe less if the curse worked quickly. "Is there anything else you need to know?" Alpha Damon asked. I looked up at him - this powerful, dangerous man who would be my husband and the father of my child and ultimately my death sentence. "Just one thing."

“The bond inside you… it stirs when you’re near these relics.” Zaria’s fingers curled against her gown. She wanted to deny it. Wanted to keep the weight of her silence like armor. But the bond was stirring, wild and restless, almost desperate. Each relic whispered in resonance, an echo of something ancient threading through her veins. “They are forbidden for a reason,” she said at last, voice low, steady. “The council would never—”

Just there as part of being bonded. "The decay," I ventured carefully. "What's causing it?" He was quiet. Then he said, "I think maybe this bond I'm sharing with my brothers might be the reason." "Multiple bonds are forbidden for a reason," he continued. "But we've done cleansing rituals and can't find anything concrete. So I doubt it's directly from the bond, but maybe indirectly it's connected." "Maybe we should pause for a bit," I suggested desperately. "Give the bonds time to settle and stop sleeping together."

“It’s a ritual. A forbidden one. It doesn’t just link mates. It… fuses them. Permanently.” “Forbidden why?” I asked. Elias answered, his eyes distant with memory. “Because it is the ultimate risk. If the bond is not pure, if there is hidden doubt or fear, the fusion can shatter the souls involved. They become… nothing. Or worse, a broken, merged thing that is a nightmare. But if it succeeds…” he looked at me, then at Neal, “the bond becomes unbreakable. A single soul in three bodies. No psychic attack could divide what is truly one. The Crucible’s power would be stable. Anchored.”

Maybe she hadn't wanted the freedom, but hell, since it was here why not take advantage of it? James had always refused to do any kind of threesome with her, he had some deep seated fear that she would leave him for the other person. Well now he'd left her and she was getting to fulfill one of her fantasies, a threesome. Two guys and her as the only female, the receiving end of their lusts and attention.

he said it plainly, without drama, "because you were ours and everything in us already knew it. Even when the rest of the picture wasn't clear yet." I looked at him. "That is what the Fourfold Bond is," he said. "It doesn't care about rejection ceremonies or decisions made at altars. It is ancient and it is stubborn and it will make itself known whether anyone gives it permission or not." He reached over and brushed his thumb along my jaw. "So don't fight it. You will exhaust yourself fighting it. Just learn to hold it, to know what it is without letting it make decisions for you." I stared at him for a long moment.

"It's described as vanishingly rare. The text I have here references perhaps a dozen documented cases across several centuries, and most of those are more legend than record at this point." "What does it mean for us? Practically." Kieran's voice carried the same clipped precision I recognized from every crisis I'd watched him manage since arriving at this compound, though something rawer moved underneath it now. "It means the two of you are genuinely, undeniably bonded, in a way no contract or political arrangement could ever have produced artificially. That much isn't in question, biologically or otherwise — this text is quite clear that an unclaimed mark doesn't form from proximity or affe

"And bring Luisa and Nick. I think it's time we expanded our little group." I looked at Kate, seeing the same excitement in her eyes that I felt. Our forbidden affair was growing, becoming something bigger and more intense than I had ever imagined. "Yes, Professor," we said together. As we got dressed and prepared to leave, I couldn't stop thinking about what tomorrow would bring. Four more bodies, four more holes to fill, four more people to corrupt. The thought made my pussy throb with renewed need. Professor Aaron grabbed my arm as I headed for the door. "This stays between us," he reminded me. "Our little secret." "Our little secret," I agreed, already counting down the hours until tomor

“An instinct for what.” “Danger, possibly. Or power, in some form I don’t fully understand yet.” Cassian’s voice carried the particular excitement he reserved for genuine intellectual mystery, tempered by obvious concern. “The old texts describe the triple bond as entirely unprecedented, something that’s never happened before in recorded history. It stands to reason that if the bond itself is unprecedented, its evolution under sustained pressure might also follow patterns nobody’s ever documented.” Sloane absorbed that, turning the strange, steady warmth over in her mind. “Is it dangerous?”