Forbidden Bonds Novels & Stories

It's been an hour since she met Nat, laying on his chest, he has refused to let her go for a second and while she was edgy about the whole PDA, she understands this is what she was hired for, if it meant that Nat would be fine she's more than ready to do this. The recorded videos of Nat and Amanda that were saved on Nat's phone helped her study the way they connected as a couple, the special names, the touching, and the looks. The videos made Sandy teary at some point because their videos were a testament to how much they were inlove.

"A love bond can be broken?" "Oh yes. Neratomay will form many bonds, but they weaken and eventually disappear if they haven't been fortified with contact or a blood pact. But when a blood pact has been performed—what you called a love bond—then it is necessary to do a bond dissolution. It's very difficult and very painful, although one party can take on all of the pain—as I did." "I never knew such a thing existed," I said in awe. "And what about other bonds; ones between a sire and progeny?"

Lucian’s hand is already there, flat on the table, and mine lands beside it, not touching, just near, the way we are near each other, always, without requiring contact to be present. “A fullbond,” I say. “The rarest kind,” Bowen says. “Documented in Ironveil’s history twice before. Both times between lines that had been apart for generations and reconnected.” He closes the book carefully. “It is why the rejection did not quiet it. It is why the bond persisted through everything. A fullbond cannot be severed by words in a clearing.” He pauses. “It can only be completed or carried.” “We are carrying it,” Lucian says.

I stood there awkwardly near the doorway, completely unsure how to draw his attention toward me properly. I remember I was told to initiate to show willingness and if he doesn’t like me, I could get a strike. 3 strike and I am out and would be needing to refund the eighty grand, I can’t do that when spending it was worth it. So, a crazy Idea pop in, I pick a grape in my mouth and gently remove his newspaper, his eyes found mine as I sat on his lap, I place it at the tip, watching him slowly want to take it.

“Bond and contract constraints.” This had been the bloodiest part of the redlines. “Councilors,” Park said, taking over, “you have before you revised language regarding forced bonds, coerced mating contracts, and Luna autonomy. After negotiation, the Council has agreed to criminalize explicit, provable coercion in bond formation—physical harm, threats of exile or pack‑sanctioned starvation, and confinement used as leverage. Such contracts will be voidable upon review.” Victor’s jaw ticked. “‘Provable,’” he said. “An important word. One that will be difficult to meet in practice.”

Et‍han leaned forward, “Y⁠ou kissed m‍e like you were drownin​g, your tong‌ue was i‍n my m‍outh, you‌ he​ld me like” “Enough.” Adrian’s voic‌e slic‍ed through the words, low and dangerous. “Th⁠e contract is clear. No emot‌ions, no physical intimacy beyon‌d wh‌at I permit for discipline. Last night cr‌osse‍d a l​ine,⁠ I all‍owed weak⁠ness and it ends now.”‍

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."

I looked into his eyes without shaking. “I know we did some things we should never have done. I am happy we didn’t go too far as well. I was not in the right frame of mind. I’m sorry.” “What are you apologizing for?” I asked. My question was rather rhetoric as I understood what he meant. “We are step-siblings,” Alex continued. “We might have been lovers in the past but it shouldn’t happen between us now. I lost my mind for a moment and almost committed a taboo. I am sorry for doing that and I promise it won’t happen again.”

he informed me. I knew Tobias was his half-brother. Sergio was an illegitimate child and harbored deep resentment for reasons that ran deep. Tobias had taken everything from him and earned the title of the most favored child. His mother had forced their father to cut Sergio off financially when she became pregnant with Tobias. Despite being the youngest of the Whitlock brothers, Tobias had the chance to go to college while Sergio had not, and now he had inherited the family’s construction company after building his own.

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.