New Bond Novel Novels & Stories

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“And you rejected her.” The word echoed. Rejected. He had told himself it was for her safety, for the pack, and for stability. But he had never examined the truth, that he was afraid of needing her. “I thought distance would weaken the bond,” Arthur said. “And now it’s starving.” Arthur looked up sharply. “What?” Matt leaned against the wall. “Bonds don’t fade quietly, they rot or they burn.” Arthur’s wolf stirred. “She doesn’t smell like mine anymore,” Arthur whispered.

he pointed out. “True, but that was the first time for all three of you in one go. Adrian, what day is it?” I questioned as a dull ache began in my center. “August 31st, the super blue moon will be tonight. Do you regret not being with your pack and taking your title?” he questioned skeptically. “No, I have a better title now than the one I was born into. However, I haven’t told you guys something about the mate bond. Something kind of important,” I said, turning to wrap my arms around his neck.

Hello, my amazing readers. This book is almost finished a few chapters left to finish it off. Please watch for The Cursed Bond. The story of Victoria and her mate. There are five books in this series. 1-Love and Fear 2-Unbreakable bonds 3-The Cursed Bond 4-Blood Moon Assassins 5-Legacies The next book should be approved and ready to start by early May. Thank you so much for reading. DAMON

I needed the money for countless bills. Another worker passed by and rolled her eyes at me. On her name tag, I saw her name was Halsey, and I wondered if I had ever done anything to Halsey. Ever since I got a job as a cleaner here, I grabbed zero friends and a bazillion enemies. Except for Raphael who was always pesky about dating me, but I always turned him down, remembering my past relationship with Abien. I bet other workers laughed at him for seeing me as a person of interest.

The most impractical things they had received were the fresh honeycomb that he doubted would last long enough to go off, judging by how many times Skye had been sticking his finger into the sticky honey before pulling it out to suck on it guiltily when he thought no one was watching. As well as a lambskin- the leather treated and the wool soft to the touch. It was the kind of thing one gifted an expectant mother to swaddle their newborn in. Linus missed a step as his thoughts went right back to where he was trying to avoid and Brite eyed him suspiciously. He waved him off, but he planned on getting good and drunk tonight to try shake off whatever the hell had taken over him. There was no way

In the end, I told myself it was wrong to be petty toward a grieving widow, so I was the one who gave in and apologized. Later, when Ryan wanted to put his ring back on, he couldn't find it anywhere. Luckily, I still had the original design sketches. Since my own ring was getting worn out, I decided to order a brand-new set, identical to the first. But before the rings even arrived, our bond had already shattered. I instinctively rubbed the faint pale mark where my ring used to sit. My old band was still sitting on that table back at the Pack House. "I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back."

I pressed the phone tighter to my ear, stepping out into the lobby. “You won’t believe who my boss is.” “Oh God. Don’t tell me he’s old. Or has a combover. Or calls women sweetheart.” “Worse.” I blew out a shaky breath. “My new boss is the same man I f*cked at Noir.” There was a second of stunned silence. “Shut. Up.” “Not joking,” I muttered, heading for the building doors like I was trying to outrun the chaos in my head. “Zayden freaking Wolfe.”

I put down my book and looked at him. "The baby isn't mine," he said, walking toward me, his tone certain. "It has to be her ex's. She just broke her bond with her previous mate, right? The timing fits perfectly." He said it so casually, as if it were a minor inconvenience. "So?" I asked calmly. "So, you don't need to worry." He sat beside me, trying to pull me into a hug. "There's nothing wrong between us. You're overthinking this." Overthinking?

"You can hand over your cash to total strangers, but you won't cough it up to save my life?" His grip was crushing my shoulders, pain flashing through me, forcing my eyes shut. "I told you ages ago to quit." Daniel used to be that broke but brilliant student. Now? A gambler on the edge. He gave me that wild look, zeroing in on the ruby necklace I wore. In a flash, he ripped it from my neck. "This piece screams fancy. Hand it over!" However, that necklace was from Keith, and I could not let it go. I fought back hard, "No way! Not this!"