Severed Ties Novels & Stories

The girl who loves wearing her hair down while she drinks mimosas, because throwing her head back and rocking her shoulders is a feeling of bliss. How much heat can a flower take before it withers and dries up? How much more can I take before I decide whether I’m going to die or thrive? I can’t leave like a child being sent to boarding school. I can’t keep whining and begging to be seen, to be loved. I won’t just go away to make it easier for him. His knocks thunder against the door, causing the frame to quake. “Serena, open the door!” I stand, sliding into my robe. My fingers tremble as I tie a knot around my waist, as if it’s capable of holding me together when everything else starts break

But as long as they continue talking to each other they knew that they were going to make it in a way that most people didn't have the opportunity to. “well here's to the ties that bind us.” Jonathan said as he kissed her again, “you never have to fear telling me that you're pregnant with our children. Whether it be one or nine it really doesn't matter not to me at least. Because they are everything that will bind you to me and me to you for the rest of our lives and beyond though. I'm extremely lucky to have found you when I did. I wouldn't change anything in our lives and that I love you more than anything else could possibly be.” “to the ties that bind us forever and eternity.”

Kael reached for me. I took his hand, kissed his palm. Then placed the staff between us. “I’ll love you until the end,” I whispered. “But this bond… I’m breaking it. For him.” His voice cracked. “Then I’ll wait. However long it takes.” And as the staff pulsed with ancient fire— I felt it. The bond snap. The soul-tie unravel. And with it, the last light between me and Kael dimmed. ⸻ Liam gasped.

“I felt it die.” She shook her head. “You felt part of it break. But he never completed the ritual.” I blinked. “What?” She nodded. “A true severing requires a final clause. A ceremonial vow. He didn’t finish it. He left it open.” “Why?” “Because he couldn’t do it,” she said. “Because even then, some part of him knew you weren’t meant to be erased.” I closed my eyes. The bond hadn’t died. It had fractured.

"They really turned on you like that over a tie?" My best friend, Jane Morrison, sounded incredulous on the other end of the phone. I was angry and hurt, tears running down my face. "Yes. I asked so many people about it! At first, they all said there was nothing wrong with the tie. "But the moment they heard I bought it for my son, something changed. They all got weird. "I don't know what's happening anymore. I'm losing my mind. Is something wrong with me, or is something wrong with the world?"

In front of my grave, classmates had placed all kinds of cards wishing me rest in peace, along with many different foods I'd never gotten to eat while I was alive. A gust of wind blew through, and the sunflowers in the field swayed. My soul slowly dissolved into the air. I hoped in heaven I'd finally be able to feel what it was like to be loved by a parent. Three months later, Dad and Katrina were sentenced to three and five years in prison respectively for manslaughter. Life behind bars became a new kind of torment for them both.

I looked at the twins jumping and shouting happily, as well as Corbin, who was hurriedly putting on his coat. I clenched my fists and called out to Corbin, "Wait." Corbin didn't stop whatever he was doing. "What? We can talk again after I'm back. I'm going to get Ingrid now. Don't cause any more trouble for me." I felt as if my heart had been torn in two. "It won't happen anymore, forever. Let's get a divorce, Corbin Stallone."

His chest rose and fell, shallow and uneven. His lips parted—but there was nothing left to say. He nodded once. Just once. Then turned. And walked away. Each step was heavy. Final. Like he was dragging chains behind him. And with every inch of distance he created, something shattered inside him. And behind him, Matthew stood still. Alone, and still breaking. Because some goodbyes don’t echo with slamming doors. Some just bleed quietly into the night.

I stared at the bracelet for a long time before placing it beside her gloves. “I don’t know when it happened,” I continued, voice shaking, “but I fell for you. Somewhere between the stupid jokes and your side-eyes… I fell. And I never told you. I didn’t even realize it until it was too late. Until I saw you walk away… and it tore me apart.” The silence pressed in on me. People watched, but I didn’t care anymore. “You were never just a game to me, Zara. You were the only real thing I ever had.” I lowered my head. “And I ruined it.”

] I can sense how serious that important thing that she will say to me because of her voice. “Can’t it wait? I was about to go to the mall with Jaira. We are currently celebrating the results of our examinations.” [“Andricia, this is more important than shopping. Go home now. This can’t wait. You can reschedule your bonding with your friend, honey.”]