Soulbound Book Novels & Stories

“The more I fight against involving myself with you three, the more hopeless I become. I don’t understand the attraction, but I keep wanting more. Silas, why am I so addicted to being near all three of you, even though you and Gunther seem to hate me?” Was this what True Intirmates were? Silas heard rumors about Soulbounds, creatures not just Intirmates, but Chosen by the Gods or Fates for each other. Could it be the three men were Soulbound to Catherine? The attraction was on a physical, emotional, and mental level. His entire being focused on where her body touched his, from her small hands against his shoulders to where her legs balanced over his calves. Silas could not help but gaze into

Go read and enjoy! Danny and Louis have been reborn and now with one having the memories of their past life while the other stays bound to the last words spoken on his deathbed. Let's follow Levon and Dylon as they journey through discovery, acceptance, lust, hurt, and uncontrollable love for one another. Hope this time fate smiles better on our boys. ******* BOOK TWO IS TITLED: SOULS ENTWINED... *******

I tear herbs from my pouch, something the healer gave me once for shallow wounds and press them gently against the ripped skin of her shoulder. "This won’t fix it," I say quietly. "But it’ll help." She breathes, smoke curling from her nostrils, and her thoughts come again, slower than before. "Fae-born. Fire-blooded. Bound to me before breath." Bound? I pause, my fingers trembling on her scale. "What?" "Our souls. Entwined. Not by fate, but by forging. Old magic. Spirit and flesh. The balance must be kept." A chill sinks into my spine. "What do you even mean? Bounded? You mean... if you die..."

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.

“ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.” AUTHOR'S NOTE: ENDING THIS BOOK HERE, WILL COME BACK WITH A SEQUEL.

They'd begun linking as their number grew, forming an intricate lacework inside her, the space between them slowly shrinking as he added to them each time. They surely almost equalled the number of her own, human cells now, and when they surpassed them - when she was finally more shadowsouled than she was human - she would likely be able to begin manipulating this darkness of her own. He was looking forward to finding out how she'd use it. They were all a little different in that sense, but destined shadow-soulmates always complemented each other perfectly.

“This is ridiculous.” But it isn’t. It’s very real. And it’s going to get worse. Because now— Now I understand what this means. The craving. The pull. The way my body reacts when he’s close. It’s not just attraction. It’s not just the mate bond. It’s this. The soul bind. Demanding completion. Demanding that I act on it. Demanding that I stop resisting. A humorless laugh escapes me as I drag a hand through my damp hair, shaking my head slightly.

I brushed off invincible dust from my clothes. “See you at the briefing…Adrian Vega.” And with that I walked past him without much of a second glance. For some reason, the spot where his hands had just held my skin kept on burning no matter how much I rubbed on it. This man was going to ruin my life. But I wasn’t going to give another man an opportunity to try.

Each generation building on previous generations' work, solving different problems, asking different questions, making different mistakes. Infinite work across infinite generations. Just like Aurora had written. Just like she'd accepted. Just like she'd trusted would happen. The work was never finished. But meaningful transformation had occurred. Was occurring. Would continue occurring. That was enough. More than enough. Everything. THE END To everyone who stepped into the shadows of Ashwick with Sera and Lucien thank you. Blood Bound began as a story about enemies, curses, and centuries of hatred, but somewhere along the way, it became a story about choice. The choice to question what we’ve

"You've been suppressing it for too long." She shook her head. "That's impossible. I'm not that strong." Kael crouched in front of her, his expression serious now. "You're not supposed to be. Not unless you were born with bound magic." She stared at him. "You keep saying that. What does it even mean?" He studied her wrist again, the mark still glowing faintly. "When two powers-demon and witch merge, they create something called the Bloodbound. A fusion. The last one nearly destroyed three realms."