Sis Bond Novels & Stories

Daire’s voice came out like ice. “I’ve done some research on the subject. I am older than both of you combined.” Cadogen dusted his shoulder. All three of us walked back to the table Cedar was at. He looked at Cadogen with suspicion. I sat beside him but he wasn’t happy with me either. He clutched the wyvern stuffy to himself. “Soul-Tie’s are bonds between two people and they have to be sealed. You seal them with an emotionally charged Intimate act.” He looked between the two of us.

My sister, Kelly Sutton, was totally lovestruck. The night her longtime crush finally said yes, she begged me not to tell our parents about their date. She stayed out all night, and I covered for her. Kelly was so happy, I couldn't help being happy for her. Three months later, she jumped off the roof of our apartment building. Dad had a heart attack and died on the spot. Mom never smiled again. Eventually, she ended up in a psychiatric hospital. More than a decade later, after I became a cop, I dug up an old case that made my blood run cold. Kelly's crush, Calvin Tilley, was a psychopath who used love as bait to deliberately spread HIV, destroying young women's lives. That was why my

I glance up at Alexander whose brows are also drawn together. “Sodalis Sickness is when someone in a mate bond does not fully accept the bond, causing their body to slowly shut down. It’s sort of like the opposite of a rejection. With a rejection, the rejected mate has to physically adjust to the rejection, but with the Sodalis Sickness, the mate refusing to fully accept the bond becomes ill because they’re essentially fighting their body.” Concern takes over Alexander’s face. “What can we do to help her?” he asks.

Then Mia’s voice, cold: “So you’re saying they’d have to finish the bond.” “Yes,” Dr. Hennes said calmly. “If they choose that path.” Ezra rubbed a hand over his face. Sebastian’s voice was almost a whisper. “Would it stop the pain?” Dr. Hennes looked at him carefully. “It would change the pain. And create new ones. Sometimes stability brings clarity. Sometimes it doesn’t.” Sebastian pressed the blanket tighter to his lap. Dr. Hennes continued. “Fourth: Anchor Bonding. This is nonsexual. Daily guided routines — scent-sharing, breathing exercises, proximity touch. It’s grounding, not intimate. You’d both have to commit.”

He said the words but I swear I didn’t understand what he meant by saving Sisi with the bonding ritual. “Sir, I have no problem with helping Sisi out as long as it would help her”. I was loyal in my words, not because of the money I will be paid afterwards but because of the love I now have for Sisi and the bond we’ve shared since the first day I got here.

One of the safest in the country, they said, with the promise of a new beginning. But in Chicago, new beginnings aren’t written with freedom, but with genetic tests, digital signatures, and compatibility algorithms. My mother enrolled me in the bonding program because she wants me to be a married woman as soon as possible. But before I could even choose my future, they demanded tests. Lots of them. "It’s part of the protocol," the nurse said, handing me a sterile container. "It’s all for your safety and that of your future husbands." They were all women. Uniformed, silent, professional. Maybe to make the process easier. Maybe to pretend it wasn’t livestock evaluation.

“Why though?” Finn sat back on the stool. “Did you ever talk to her about why she connected you with Charles?” “A bit, but not a lot.” He hummed before continuing. “Solaris has a knack for seeing bonds. Not just with her ability, either. She can see chemistry; when two have a bond without ever being tied to one another. Her…evaluation of a good match was based on the bonds that weren’t related to her abilities. It’s why her playing matchmaker was so successful.”

I feel a rush of something and Jason inhales sharply as well. “We are bonded,” Jason smiles. “What promises are made here, will echo into eternity. Jason and Amilee you are bound by promises and commitment. Neither of you should be careless enough to test or betray your bond. I bless this commitment,” Micah finishes and Jason and I hold our fingers our for Jared and Crystal to bandage. Then we turn and face the crowd. “All those committed to the support of this bond, stand.” I look out at the pack. They stand as if they are one person. My parents stand as well.

she suggests and I shake my head, saying, "Nothing. I will rather listen to what you will like to say. " She nods with a small smile before moving her gaze from mine and my eyes move to her palms, one she scrapes against each other— a hint of tension. Why will she be tensed? Taking a breath, she sits upright and meets my gaze. "Sinclair. " I hum and I can't decide if her next selection of words stuns me or excites the fuck out of me. "This marriage can't take place. "

‘How? Chuckling around a mouth full of cock does Jake move to answer. ‘Its because of our bond Tori. You and I along with Zak and Alex each have a bond. A soul bond if you will. A bond greater than any mate bond could ever give us. It’s a bond that’s always been there till now.’ ‘So… I wasn’t imagining your voice that one day?’ ‘Nope. Sorry little mate. I’m real, very real. Now cum for me. I know you want to.’