Tethered Book Novels & Stories

She had simply nodded, tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth in a way that always makes him horny. He pats his jacket pocket, making sure that it is still there, despite checking it only five minutes ago. He is a little nervous about offering his gift to Liv, though he does not doubt that she won't turn him down. But it took him ages to find the right collar for her and he hopes that she will love it as much as he does. The collar is actually a long chain made of platinum with a small loop at the end. The other end of the chain is fed through the loop and then a beautiful heart-shaped lock is clipped on the end to stop the necklace from coming undone. It is a discreet version of a slave c

Cordelia's eyes widened with concern, and Nira instinctively dug her nails into her palm. Denzel mind linked with the rest of the pack members. "Head to the mansion. Gather there immediately," he communicated. The telepathic message reached every pack member scattered along the streets, whether already at the Founder's Ball or still on their way. In various locations along the street, the Blackmoon pack members abruptly halted their activities, the mind link instructing them to converge at the mansion resonating within their thoughts. A couple arriving in a black Sedan pumped the brakes, a group of friends chatting by a vendor's stall exchanged hurried glances, and a lone figure weaving thro

The Secrets of the Tome Tension was high as Kael and Zara gathered close to the tower's base, the first dim rays of dawn piercing the dense fog. Zara lay on the chilly ground with the old book in her arms, as Kael stood guard, his blade still in hand. The warmth of the crystal, which had faded to a gentle light, served as a continual reminder of its existence. Zara traced the elaborate designs engraved on the leather as she brushed her fingers over the book's faded cover. Every design appeared to have a slight pulse, as though it were living. She whispered, "This book feels like it's breathing."

Lia said, and Andreas got tense. " What were they? " Purple asked her the voice remained soft. " Suicidal thoughts. " Lia replied in almost whisper and Andreas froze instantly. "Have you ever talked about them to anyone?" Purple asked, and the younger shooked her head. The room was silent, and the younger couple had their head ducked down. That session was cut short after that and Andreas was happy. He was feeling suffocated. "Trusted means being physical. " William started and chuckled when the couple got red as a tomato. Purple giggled too at their cuteness." I mean, small touches. Can you start with hugging? " William asked, and the couple nodded.

BOOK THREE: THE DEEP FORGE (Jace’s Perspective) There is a distinct difference between standing in a silent room and standing in a room where everyone is holding their breath. For five years, the global tether had been a held breath. A beautiful, perfectly engineered refusal of the world’s natural chaos. When the Deep Node engaged, the world finally exhaled.

This was the Tether. "We start the weave tonight," Kael said, his voice tight with the weight of the moment. "If the Tether holds, we bleed the planet’s fever into the stars. If it snaps, the recoil will be like a whip-crack that levels every city on the equator." The First Ascent

It folded. The longhouse, the bronze trees, the rusted Enforcers, and the white river were sucked into the center of the leather book like a silk sheet being pulled through a ring. For a fraction of a second, Xander and I were the only things left standing in a void of perfect, silent black—our hands locked together, our hearts the only two metrics remaining in the unwritten space. The New Mooring The chapter concluded with the sound of wood groaning against a heavy tide.

The sound of water gently lapping against the shelves provided a soothing ambiance, creating a serene atmosphere that encouraged deep contemplation and study. As they ventured deeper into the library, Tritan, Finrir, Nerissa, Madissa, Bryan, and Joe found themselves surrounded by rows upon rows of books. The sheer volume of knowledge contained within those pages was awe-inspiring. Each book seemed to hold the answers to countless mysteries, waiting to be discovered by those who sought enlightenment.

Then my gaze landed on the clasp—a large, oval garnet held in a silver setting, attached to a leather strap that wrapped around the book. My fingers brushed absently against the amulet around my neck. The one that had never left me. The one that burned like fire when I tried to take it off. "Maybe..." I whispered. Andy raised an eyebrow. "What’s up?" "I think the amulet and the book... they’re connected. Maybe they need to interact somehow. I can’t get it open." "There," Zerina’s voice again, clearer this time. "Look on the spine. A hidden pocket. Tiny. Press it."

I try to stay focused, fighting alongside my pack, but there’s something else pulling at my attention. It’s the tether; its pull is stronger than ever, whispering in my mind, tugging me toward the edge of the battlefield. I clench my jaw, forcing myself to stay in the fight, but it’s no use. The tether is like an invisible hand, reaching deep into my mind, urging me to leave the battle behind and follow it into the shadows.