Hellbound To You Novels & Stories

The bell tolled, and the sound passed through me, a deep, resonant strike that shivered in my marrow. Kael came at me quickly. Dark magic gathered around his hands like soot in a draft, and he released a jagged orb of shadow that struck with force. The impact burned across my skin, and my armor groaned. The bond flared sharply behind my sternum, pulling at something far away, a tether being yanked taut.

he said with a grin. "What?" I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. In a quick, terrifying motion, he was in front of me, grabbing me by the neck and slamming me against a tree. " How...." My words trailed off eyes widen in horror when I realized the link has been broken "I do want to see you suffer, but unlike you, I don't have the patience," Darius said, tightening his grip on my neck. His eyes were cold, devoid of any mercy, and his jaw clenched with determination. He glanced back at Tabitha's lifeless body, a sneer curling his lips. "It's a shame she had you as a friend," he said, turning his gaze back to me. "I'll tell you something so when you're rotting in hell, you'll forever fe

Weak. His lips were turning blue. My heartbeat thundered. I hovered over him, unsure. My hands curled into fists. I could still walk away. Say I tried. Say it wasn’t my fault. Say it wasn’t worth it. And yet… I didn’t move. Why the hell can’t I just leave him? The bond. That cursed, wretched bond. It coiled around my ribcage like iron vines, dragging me closer, whispering in a voice only my instincts understood: He’s yours. He’s yours. He’s dying.

“Gabriel—” “I swear,” I said, voice low and rough, “by Nightmoor, by Starfang, by the goddess I still don’t fully trust, by every stupid scar on me—” I glanced down at the half-dried blood on my chest, then back at her, “—that I am sticking next to you. If I’m breathing, I’m beside you. If I’m not breathing, I’m haunting you. I will not let go of this bond. Ever. You’re stuck with me.” The bond between us flared, sudden and bright, like someone had thrown open a door and one look at her face, I knew she felt it too.

“The curse has a deadline.” Ryker’s eyes narrowed into slit-like focus. “What deadline?” Angela’s gaze turned slowly to me, heavy with dread. “If we can’t break this bond before the next full moon... the spell locks forever. And if it locks... none of you will ever be able to survive more than ten feet away from each other or her ever again.”

Faeberon asked “If you look really deep you can still feel the mate bond. I didn’t break it, I hid it from you. She can feel you at all times just like she always could. You well can’t unless I take it off or she comes back. That is how the spell works.” Sable said “Then take it off now. Before I snap your neck.” Faeberon yelled

I nodded, “Is it because of that I felt the same amount of pain when Yohan was hurt?” “Mmmm” Esra nodded, “Because you both are bound to each other. In blood and in soul. There will never be an escape from it. If he gets hurt, you’ll feel the pain too. It’s because you accepted him, now the second part will continue.” “I see, so it switched.” “Yes.” She held my hands tighter, “I’m so sorry child.” “Actually, this is bad.” My hands trembled, “After all that, it’s like we’ll be at point zero.”

he said, his voice deep and gravelly. Fear and chill ran down Violet's spine seeing the sinister look in Lucian's eyes and hearing his words. Violet has turned Lucian from an angel into a demon, and she will pay for it with her tears and suffering.

Illebayi screamed, sweating as she tilted Jamie’s neck in an unhealthy position. Jamie groaned in pain. Struggling to escape the hold. For goodness sake, just tap out. “Fucking tap out!” Illebayi screeched, extending Jamie’s head further between her legs. Jamie shook her head, trying to escape but not wanting to tap. Tension filled the air, my teeth digging into my nails. “That’s a shame, you will not be missed.” Illebayi’s eyes glowed, green flames were all over the ring as Jamie’s screaming melted into nothing. Goosebumps crept over my body as I watched Jamie’s body melt leaving nothing but watered-down flesh behind.

The shard glowed brighter, pulsing with a hunger that seemed to savor my fear. The circle trembled, cracks of light splitting the fire, and within them I saw Damian’s face again—this time clearer, desperate, his golden eyes burning through the veil. For a heartbeat, it wasn’t memory or illusion—it was him, calling to me across the divide. My chest clenched with a fierce ache, the bond pulling taut between us. His voice reached me faintly, barely a whisper: “Come back to me, Selena.”