Star Wars Force Bond Novels & Stories

The Bonding Love (Ver. English) Writer by Mamaya Writer This novel is written solely from the imagination of the writer. The plot, location, culture, beliefs, religion, and characters do not exist. Dear readers, please use discretion when reading. It's all just a hypothesis to write it all over again. Prologue In the year 199X,

Then, I pulled the conversation back where it belonged. "Now, sever the bonds." Gloria stepped up beside me. "That's right. Do it now." Lesley still tried to stall. "This is suspicious. I'll get to the bottom of this. The Dixons have a reputation. If both Eddie and I sever our bonds at the same time, people will talk. We need to be more careful about this. Acting on impulse will damage our standing." My father took one step forward, his voice cold and sharp. "You talk about reputation. What about the Binders' reputation? My two daughters were grievously wronged here, and now you're telling them they can't even leave?

he said. "I know it is the bond," she said. "I am asking whether you follow it deliberately or whether it just happens." He considered the question with the honesty he brought to things she asked directly. "Both," he said. "The bond tells me where you are. I choose to come." He paused. "I have not found a reason not to choose that." She looked at him. "You never find a reason not to choose that." "No," he said. "I do not."

"It's glass. Worth maybe fifty bucks? This is what you give your mate as a bonding gift?" Elara opened her mouth to explain, but I had already dropped the dagger on the ground. "A fake bond for a fake love. A perfect match." I walked to my car without looking back. In the rearview mirror, I saw Elara and Victor arguing. I rolled down the window just enough to hear them. "How did he know the dagger was fake?" Victor demanded. "Who knows," Elara said, annoyed. "It doesn't matter. The bond is broken." "But he looked really angry..."

"Honey, I'm thrilled you want to take the reins, but you're a Luna. You have to help Malcolm lead his pack. Now you want to run the company, too. Isn't that a lot to shoulder for one person?" I paused, a lump forming in my throat, but my resolve was ironclad. "I'm ending my mate bond with Malcolm."

“Weak. Your wolf is barely present. You can’t hunt, can’t fight, and can’t even maintain your own scent.” The cuts stung sharply beneath her fingers. Each letter sliced through the silence like a blade. “The Moon made a mistake with you,” Kaelor continued, his voice carrying to every corner of the circle. “I will not compound that error by accepting a broken bond.” Breaths caught in throats across the room. Suddenly, a single laugh erupted, quickly spreading from person to person. Ashryn's chest collapsed inward, empty and hollow. A delicate thread inside him stretched to its breaking point, screaming silently, yet he stood firm. He refused to break— not now, not with all eyes upon him.

"You're still recovering—" "I'm fine." "You're not fine. You were running a fever twelve hours ago—" "And now I'm not." Kyrian stepped closer. "The bond worked. The HSPD is gone. I'm healthy. Which means the agreement stands." He stopped directly in front of Lorenzo. Close enough that Lorenzo could see the bite mark clearly. Close enough that the bond hummed between them. "Let me make something very clear," Kyrian said quietly. Voice like ice. "The bonding gave you a biological connection to me. That's it. It doesn't give you control. It doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do or where to go."

a guard explained, Carson was not having it, He held himself from strangling this guard in front of him. “So you mean to say a sixteen or seventeen year’s seventeen-year-old girl subdued four of my best men” he asked unbelievably. They went ahead to narrate how everything went, he still couldn’t find their story plausible because he couldn’t believe a teenager could fight off his best men, even though she was a HYBRID. It should be nearly impossible for her to do that. CARSON’S POV Watching as they shivered in fear including my second in command was not something I wanted but I hate it when things are not done well.

I informed him, trying to break into the now tense and frigid atmosphere. “I have a mate already... you know about her, I’m sure, and it’s all so strange and confusing... but Dawn... this... this... bond between us is real, I know it. I will need to keep you here for some time!” He notified me. I know he wasn’t asking me for a favor; he was commanding me, and I had no choice but to cooperate.

I immediately lunge at him but he is fast enough to dodge and a knowing smirk forms on his face. “First tell me, why do you have a tattoo of a coatyl on your body, Bastian” “Because I wish to be bonded to one” he responds but I don’t believe it. If it was the reason, he would have told me since. “Lies” “I am serious” he says again, “when you are all obsessed with dragons, I want to have a bond with that” “But dragons lords over all creatures” “Doesn’t matter” “I don’t believe you”