Stolen Bond Novels & Stories

his attorney says. “Fine, let us start with the first one. Knowledge of Alpha Arden’s embezzlement,” he turns to the triangle of people standing off the side, waiting to be called upon. “Tracker?” “Councilman ...” she begins, and then outlines the process of how the money was tracked. The other two, Hacker and Hijack, also speak to their roles in acquiring the information they found. A recording of the conversation between Alpha Arden, Alpha Christer, and Stellan is played, clearly outlining not only his knowledge of the embezzlement, but also Stellan’s suggestion of the alliance bond.

It was a raw, screaming agony that took over his entire world. Stiles let out a scream that didn't sound human. It was the sound of a wolf losing half of its soul. He collapsed to the floor, his body jerking as the bond—the golden thread that connected him to Hasima—snapped and burned away into nothing. The connection that was supposed to last forever was gone in a second.

I shot back, "Isn't it convenient to pin everything on a scapegoat when you need someone to blame? I don't even have a magical guardian bound to me. How could I possibly have destroyed Ebonwave Island? It was clearly Yasmin's Wyvern that did it!" Yasmin, displeased, retorted, "You lack the skills, but it's not just about that, is it? You're bitter because Father locked you up and took away your chance to bond with those magical guardians. And you're green with envy because I've got the Wyrm Lord on my side. So, you're out for payback against him and me! Hiding behind your princess title, you swiped the white Wyvern egg, acting like you never stepped foot off Ebonwave Island.

Amounts that shouldn’t be missing. I didn’t move. I didn’t react— at least not outwardly. But inside, something cold and hard had settled in my chest. Then I saw the total, finalized at the bottom of the screen. $170,000,000. Gone. Not in one move. Not even in a coordinated sequence. Just scattered in fragments, hidden in plain sight. Someone had stolen from me. Repeatedly. And whoever had done this, was a very smart thief. The operations were slow, deliberate and carefully planned.

To secure a major project, I had to fly overseas immediately. When I returned, two months had already passed. By then, that family was in complete ruin. Mr. Moonstone had been admitted to the ICU. Despite her advanced age, Mrs. Moonstone had boldly chosen love, running off with Caleb after emptying the family accounts. Emily, the illegitimate daughter, was ambitious, rallying shareholders to wrest control of the company from her. As for her so-called true love, Aaron, he caused her plenty of trouble as well. His plagiarism scandal had been exposed.

Rissa questioned suspiciously. “More like how did Golden Fingers get out unscratched, Liam couldn't be taken to trial in the first place, he didn't commit any crime, his father had paid the price with his life, and all they could hurt was Golden Fingers because it was rumored that the company was established with the money Rowen got from the incident”, Adrian said. “And you defended it wasn't?” Rissa questioned suspiciously. “More like we got evidence on where Rowen Hickson had spent the embezzled money on, giving out to charity the large sums which equate to the recorded amount he got off the illegal project.”

he said, not minding that I didn't reply to him. I hope that's true. But I couldn't believe that he would be anything else but sad. He might be sorry for what happened but I know he's not sad. Even if he wants to, the mating bond wouldn't let him to be. "The mating bond can't be questioned," I sniffed. " It can. Some questioned it with magic. How do you think some people steal others' mate" he said blankly. I got confused at what he said. I've never heard of anyone stealing another's mate before. "Is he implying that we can steal Jaylen from his mate?" Crystal asked.

he said, without being told. "Yes," I said. "New bonds are unstable in the first month," he said. "Vulnerable to external interference in ways that established bonds are not. What you are asking for is not simple interference though. You want distortion. You want the wolf to reach for the bond and find friction where there should be warmth." "Yes," I said. "That is exactly what I want." "That requires proximity," he said. "To both of them simultaneously. The distortion must be placed on both sides of the bond at the same moment or one wolf compensates for the other and the effect collapses within hours. One sided distortion is useless."

“If the bond is not acknowledged the completion cannot hold.” The room was very still. I looked at Damien. He was looking at me. At the phone. At whatever was on my face. “Mace,” I said. “Yes,” he said. “How acknowledged,” I said carefully. A pause. “Completely,” he said. “No conditions. No qualifications. No five years of unresolved distance.” He paused. “The bond has to be what it was supposed to be before it was rejected. Fully. In the presence of the original corruption frequency.” He paused. “She knows this. She knows the bond exists because the stone recorded it. She will use the unresolved distance between you as the point of failure.” He paused. “She will try to ensure the bond is no

“Disappointing.” “I chose daylight,” Valentine replied. “You’ve spent too long in rooms no one could see inside.” “You think being seen keeps you safe.” “No,” she said. “I think it boxes you in.” Murmurs rolled through the seats. Eryx turned halfway, speaking to the chamber. “As you see, the instability we warned about has arrived. The Sovereign Bond is still broken. Its bearer moves without agreement.” Valentine laughed. Clear. Cutting. “Agreement,” she repeated. “From people who sold votes and called it fairness.”