Severed Ties Novels & Stories

"Sharon, you kept my son away from me. Do you know how that feels? Do you know?" Sharon defensively stated, "I did what I thought was best. I was confused. Besides, you were the one who left me alone. When I woke up the next morning, I didn’t see you by my side. You barely left a trace of how I could locate you. And i feared it was too late when I finally worked out how to get to you. I had no idea." Frustration written on his face, Davis raked a hand through his hair. "You denied me the opportunity to be by his side And for you."

Ronnie gave me one of those half-smiles and turned back to whatever story he was telling. They didn’t need me anymore. Not in that way. Jessie was still glowing like the afterburn of a fire—thriving on the chaos. Ronnie was busy lapping up his fifteen minutes of infamy like he’d been waiting his whole life for it. And me? I was disappearing. Not all at once. Not loudly. Just quietly slipping into something I couldn’t name. Fading, like a bruise that overstayed its welcome. I thought pulling away would feel like freedom.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

But just as things start to heat up, just as I'm about to lose myself in the moment, he pulls away abruptly, his breath ragged. "No," he says, his voice strained. "We can't." I'm left standing there, breathless and confused, my lips still tingling from his touch. "Why did you—" "I can't," he repeats, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and regret. "I can't do this." Shaken and torn, I gather the papers, my hands trembling with a mix of anger and something else I refuse to acknowledge. As I turn to leave, his voice stops me in my tracks.

The weight of recent events had taken a toll on me, eroding my usual tough exterior and leaving me vulnerable to emotional outbursts. At that moment, Dylan’s gaze softened, and he released his hold on me, causing me to stumble and fall to the ground. Despite the pain, I summoned the strength to regain my composure and stand upright once more. The mixture of fear, sadness, and determination coursed through my veins, fueling my resolve to break free from this toxic situation.

He didn’t want her to stop. Cassie watched on as other random girls tried to dance with Aaron, twerking invitingly in front of him, and she couldn’t blame them, he was a sight for sore eyes after all. He had taken off his suit and tie while they were still in the booth, unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt, and had rolled up his sleeves a little bit, making him look less corporately dressed and a bit more relaxed than when he was at the launch. He had the attention of the ladies on the dance floor and he did it effortlessly

The bond screamed at the distance, pain lancing through my chest. “Don’t,” he warned. “I need space to think.” “You need me.” “I need my son,” I said. The words cut deep. Kieran’s voice dropped. “If you break the bond, you might never feel him again.” I froze. “What?” “The bond is tied to him,” Kieran said. “It’s the only thing still connecting you.” My breath stuttered. “So if I sever it” “You might lose his voice forever.” Tears burned my eyes. “You didn’t say that before.”

IT ALL STARTED IN ROME, 2010 He walked among the dead bodies in the park, his eyes searching every single familiar face. “Sir, we need to leave,” Nicholas said as he followed him, but Victor Kade raised a hand to stop him from getting close. He saw his very close friend and squatted next to him, watching his body. His body had been brutally cut, and his left hand was severed; it was the sign of the Zachary belt whenever they attacked. Victor felt a tear run down his face. Brown had died in his place.

But I had once called out for him too. That night, trapped on the balcony in the storm, I had begged him to let me in. And he had let the rain drown me instead. Just as I now walked away without a second thought. The bond between us—whatever was left of it—was severed. For good.

“Yeah. Tangled together for life and inseparable.” “Pfft! That’s weird, but okay. Let’s be vines, then.” ... Jason’s fingers closed around the rings. His hand trembled uncontrollably. Five years. She had ordered these rings five years ago. How had everything fallen apart in just five years?! Jason went back to his cold and silent room. Then he angrily threw the rings into the trash. His breathing grew ragged like a trapped animal. He slid down against the doorframe and collapsed to the floor as pain ripped through his chest.