Hellbound To You Novels & Stories

I peeled my eyes away from the engraving and up to her. Mira frowned, pushing the magnifying glass away from us all," it's the mark of a hellhound. Whoever this G.K. is either knew high magick or somebody who did in order to make this. It's a teleportation necklace. To where? No clue. Probably to whoever made this."

The boy's eyes widened to the size of saucers before he yelled out, “They were bound!” Anne smiled weakly, “Yes, they were each other's bound. They could read each other's minds and could communicate through mind links as long as they were within the same vicinity.” She paused before going on, “When Lala's father, the king, found out about them being bound, he forbade Lala from ever visiting. He preferred to keep his daughter under watch by the palace guards so that Lala and Lulu wouldn't find a way to meet each other in secret.”

“If you step into the Hearth, you can pull the bond like a rope. You can draw him through.” Hope flared so fast it hurt. “Then do it.” Dax’s eyes didn’t soften. “You don’t understand the cost.” “I don’t care,” I snapped. “I’m not letting him die out there because of me.” Dax’s jaw flexed. “It won’t just pull him. It will announce you. To every ward, every council rune, every old oath written in blood. Once you claim the Hearth, you’re ashbound in truth.” The door shuddered again. A heavy thud followed—like a body hitting stone.

"The perfect vessel. The perfect soul, already half-shattered and begging for a reason to burn it all down." A low, distorted chuckle vibrated from within the coffin, making the heavy stone tremble and the rusted chains rattle. "Now... I just have to lure the little Prince into my web. Come to me, Remiel. Come and break these seals from the outside, and I will slide right into those veins of yours. I'll give you the world on a platter of bone... and in exchange, I’ll take that body for my own."

Per lunam plenam et solem ardentem, Per ventos quattuor et aquas currentem, Maneo te captivum, maneo te clausum, Donec ego liberem te aut mors te rapiat. Sic volo, sic iubeo, sic fiat. {Translation:} I bind you, dark spirit, With chains of silver and hard iron. By blood, by bones, by earth, I confine you in eternal prison. No way of escape is given to you, No door opens, no hope is saved. An invisible wall surrounds you, Your power is now bound and falls. By the full moon and burning sun, By the four winds and flowing waters,I keep you captive, I keep you closed, Until I free you or death takes you.

“Then tell me how to stop her.” The Goddess stepped closer, her light dimming to a softer glow. “You cannot destroy what was born with you. But you can anchor yourself to life, to love, to the bond that ties you to this realm.” “Damon,” I whispered. Her expression softened. “Yes. He is your tether. Your light.” “And if the bond breaks?” Her silence told me everything. A cold wind swept through the space. The light bent, fracturing around her like shards of glass.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter

Alec's POV When Leo called me to inform me that Bella was never in the facility, I was surprised. I believed every single Mixed-blood who was despised or abandoned in Doomfield, were recruited into the facility I built three years ago. Mixed-bloods are supernatural beings who were often stigmatized. They are born with gifts which could be seen as blessings or curse. in most cases, they were seen as a curse to both the human and supernatural world. There were mixed-bloods in Bloodbrigg too but not as dominant a they are here in Doomfield.

“Looks like one, from what I’ve heard. I’ve never actually been to one. My family isn’t exactly friendly with the vampires after what they did to my mother.” “Right,” she says, looking back into the bowl and frowning. I can feel her anxiety through the bond. “What is it baby? What does this image mean?” I ask, wrapping my arm around her protectively. She looks up at me. “This is the locator spell. That creepy mansion is where Laris Bevan is living and where he’s possibly hiding Levana.”