Is Broken Bonds Spicy Novels & Stories

He will burn Hole County to the ground to get his mate back. Alex tried to reach Ashly through their bond, but it was no use. Ashly shut her emotions off from him, and Alex knew that wasn't a good sign. It means Ashly is breaking their bond, and even though they are mated, if Ashly decides to break their bond, Alex is going to lose Ashly forever. It's impossible to repair a broken bond.

I'm itchy, trying to peep straining my neck,my eyes are glued on a small room with papers littered everywhere. Cracking sound of door opening makes the hair on my neck stand up, jolting up and I stand straight with my eyes on the floor, spice and clean aftershave fills the air, moving my eyes towards the source, tying a white towel down his lower hip, I deep v line is exposed runs down the low hanged towel, my eyes wondered up, his abdomen is bare droplets of water slips his tone muscular chest, it all muscle lean dark muscle. Moving my eyes up, I'm horrified and quickly look down shyly.

“Well, yeah. I’m not sure if you still want the information, but I think I found a way to break your Guardian bond. I’ve been searching when I had time and I came across something that sounded like a viable option to break the bond.” Two weeks ago, I might have jumped at the thought of breaking my bond to Richie. But now…now he’s shown me how important Leander and I are to him. How important having me as a mate is to him and having Leander near to raise as he always intended to raise his children. “Thanks Lily. But, I think I’m good.” I can hear her sigh of relief through the phone. “I’m so glad to hear that. Really, I was so disappointed in Rich when everything happened, but we’ve known him

Over and over again. “Mom?” Tarasa jutted me back to reality. As I recovered from the broken flashback experience, I saw three pairs of eyes looking at me. Then I remembered what I said earlier, “uh yeah, let’s dig in.” We ate in silence, trying to dig into the food and savor the taste. I didn’t even care about the taste, what I cared about is the happiness that seems to be plastered on their faces. I wanted to cry for them as their mother. Not being able to provide more than this made me ache more than anything.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

Elara's POV "I know the bond is broken," Victor said, his voice raspy. "I felt it tear." He staggered into the sanctuary, looking even more worn down than he had three months ago. "Then what are you doing here?" I asked coldly. "I'm begging you to come back," he said, his voice thick with desperation. "Not because you're my fated mate, not because of the bond. Because I need you." "Oh, you need me now?" I laughed, but there was no humor in it. "Where was this feeling when you were using me? When you were humiliating me?"

At the time, he seemed to feel nothing special toward me. That was how my one-sided crush began. Fortunately, he would often help his mother deliver supplies to me. We ended up keeping in touch that way. My diary from those years contained nothing but daily training notes and everything about him. Later, his childhood friend and one true love, Lisa, returned. They broke up and reunited over and over. Their romance became a long-lasting gossip within the Blood Moon Pack. My brief one-sided love story ended without ever truly beginning. I wished him happiness and gradually let go.

“Feel the bond. Feel us. Not them.” He groaned into my mouth, hands gripping my hips with bruising force as the kiss turned savage. I rocked against him, grinding down even though we were both still partially clothed. The pleasure sparked fast and desperate. I channeled it into the bond, pushing my resonance deep into him, trying to burn away the corporate programming. For a moment, it worked. Kael’s eyes cleared. He thrust up against me with a broken growl, the failsafe retreating under the strength of our connection.