Hell Bound With You Novels & Stories

"Do it." The Hellfire sank into my chest instantly, burning along the lines of the bond. Blinding pain ripped through me like a tidal wave. I bit my lip until it bled, but I didn't make a sound. A few feet away, Julian coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling half his soul being violently ripped out. The Hellfire didn't just burn our present bond. It scarred his broken soul. It unlocked the memories of his past life. When the fire finally died, the bond mark on my chest was gone.

I close my eyes and let the music rise naturally inside me. It always begins quietly. A single tone humming softly in my chest. Then another joins it. Then another. The harmony grows until it spills outward into the seam itself. The barrier responds instantly. The distortion in the air strengthens, glowing faintly like moonlight caught inside glass. For a few seconds the bridge stabilizes completely. Through the thin shimmer of magic I feel him. Aurelion. The bond between us ignites like a spark touching dry kindling. Warmth floods through my chest.

I am sitting cross-legged in the middle of the basement on the platform, which turns out to be a mattress on a solid platform, taking everything in. For the past week, curiosity has driven me down here each evening after work to try to work out what makes Alex tick. My G****e history would make even the worldliest person blush, and my A****n purchase history would rival that of a psychologist. I think I am starting to understand Alex's world a little better, and now that I have explored his dungeon further with fresh eyes, I can understand the purpose of most of the equipment lining the walls. I feel like I have become a walking, talking BDSM encyclopaedia, despite not having really experien

“I didn’t want to.” “Neither did I.” His voice cracked, just slightly. No games. Just truth. He lifted her hand again — that spot. Where it started. And this time, it lit. A golden flare. Real. Seen. Felt. Kaela gasped. Ronan leaned closer, his voice barely a breath between them. “The bond’s awake. You can’t run from it anymore.” She didn’t answer right away. Her breath shook. “What do we do?” He didn’t smile.

"Hah!" Hearing how skeptical Horey was, Huub snatched Helen's phone right then and snapped coolly, "Listen closely! I am Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.! That so-called Bloodcrane Spiritbloom?! I have it too! And I'm now demanding that you free your hostage!"

Leaving the rope there for now, I reach into the bag again and get out something Bella hasn't seen nor experience yet - a stainless steel anal hook. The curved, smooth metal is barely thicker than my little finger, and the rope attachment ring at the non-business end is exactly what I need now. I thoroughly lube up the hook and without further ado start pushing the sleek, edge-less toy into her. Bella squeaks when she feels the cold hard something intrude and goes completely still, giving me ample opportunity to tug her head back by the rope which I tie securely to the hook. This way she has

The globe glowed frantically, signaling the spell was almost complete, and they needed Hazel’s blood. “There is no one to save you now,” she said to Bella. Sebastian, who stood by the rock, bit his hand at once, letting it drip on the stone, causing everyone’s eyes to widen in shock…

I answered Sin before turning to speak to Gibbes, “Yes, I do.” “Call him.” I held up the ring, “Leviathan, can you help me, please?” A few minutes later, the ground shook as something crashed into it. I stepped through he envy gate to meet Leviathan, with Abigail, Sin and Magma behind me. “What is wrong?” “Gibbes asked me to contact you. Hellebore is after Satan; she wants to set him free.” I blurted as Gibbes landed beside him, along with two other dragons.

"So let's make this one count. Let's build something beautiful. Something worth all the pain it took to get here." Ronan made a sound halfway between a laugh and a sob. Helena raised her hands. "By the power of the moon. By the bonds of pack and blood. By the love that has survived death itself." Her voice rang out. "I bind you. Heart to heart. Soul to soul. Forever." The bond exploded. Not painful. Not violent. Just... complete. Like a door that had been locked for seven lifetimes finally opened. I felt everything he felt. He felt everything I felt. No barriers. No walls. Just us, connected in a way that went deeper than words could describe.

She was calling me succubus, that did not mean a good thing. “I can come back later on if you need some time, Archdemoness. In the meanwhile if you need me to do something for you then I am going to. Please tell me how may I be of assistance?” I asked. “I shall tell you, Aithusa. But the smile that I saw on your face that tells me that you had something pretty substantial to tell me. And I want to hear it first. Then I shall tell you what new hell has been unleashed upon by two freaking bastards. That signature…..I am never going to forget…” said Hannabelle. Her eyes were glowing red and her skin rippled showing the original reddish tone of her demon skin.