The First Binding Novels & Stories

They were so familiar with each other, it would be less awkward and embarrassing. Ryan pressed closer and closer, his body almost completely covering hers. He leaned down towards her face, and she closed her eyes. But after a long moment, the kiss she was waiting for never came. Instead, she heard a clicking sound. Eudora's eyes flew open, and she found her hands bound by handcuffs. They were thick, pink, and covered in soft fabric, connected to the foot of the bed. Before she could even react, her other hand was cuffed to the other side.

Hello, If you're still reading Sin That Binds. It was decided that I'd make it a two-part series of short horror mm erotica. So here is BOOK TWO. I hope you enjoyed Book One, Matthew and Khatri's story, and their plot twist. Title: Sanctum

The leader pulled me up by my hair, it felt like my scalp was going to rip off and my feet touching the warm ground, I looked down and realized my shoe was gone. "Now you are awake, it's time to at least save your friend," I looked to see Luna hanging above an iron container. My body was hurting a lot and she was making it worse by pulling on my hair. "It's acid," she whispered into my ears, and my head snapped towards her. "Acid?" I was barely audible. "Your friend is hanging over acid," she pushed my head up showing me the ropes Luna's hands were tied to, "The rope isn't strong anymore, any moment from now she will fall straight into the bowl of acid."

" The signatories came one by one. Matthias signed first, his signature bold and definitive. Then Rowan, representing witch resistance and communities. Secretary Chen for human governments. Margot for witch elders. representatives of several noble houses of vampires. The theatre was silent despite the cheers for each signature. People were too worn out, too raw, and too conscious of their near-death experience. In a symbolic act, the bonded couples signed last. As Sera signed her name, her fingers trembled a little as she walked to the table with Lucien. Not as representative; she had no official authority, only that of a witness, as proof that vampire-witch bonds existed and mattered. Matth

Mark my word you will pay for marrying me. After shouting at her Demon make his way out of the room just then he heard some noise. Hearing this he turned standing at the door and saw his so-called wife sitting at a corner in his room while sobbing hard... "Don't waste your tears sweetheart because you will need it in your upcoming days. Also don't dare to hurt my boy. Don't forget you are tied to me bound by vows. And welcome to my cage princess. Welcome to Hell" Saying this Demon left the room.

Lewis looks up and sees me, dashing over to grab my hand. Noah doesn’t examine us directly, however, I recognize he’s watching from the corner of his eye. "I’m here for you, Jenny," Lewis says once more. I silently plead with him to leave, to forestall earlier than he says something irreversible. But he doesn’t. "I’m right here for you and the infant." The surroundings shift instantly. Noah’s head snaps towards me, his eyes blazing with fury. The lower back of my head slams against the wall as his hand tightens around my neck. My imaginative and prescient blurs and the room spins.

“We need to complete the binding now.” But as Emily chanted the words she had learned from the journal, something twisted in the air, a distortion like the fabric of reality itself was beginning to tear. The vine recoiled as if it had felt the weight of the words and the force of the binding spell. And for a moment, just a moment, there was hope. The eye at the center of the vine flickered, dimming as the shadowy form of the creature writhed in place. The vine tightened like a noose around the figure, pulling it inward, closing it in.

But I forced my attention back to the Elder and listened. “The binding requires words,” he said, his voice settling back into its ceremonial weight. “Promises spoken from each to the other, witnessed by the moon and the Realm, sealed by intention. These words cannot be taken back once given. They will bind you for as long as the covenant holds.” He looked between us. “Alpha Axel. You will speak first.” I turned to face her fully. She looked up at me, and for the first time since she had walked into this hall, she went quiet. Waiting.

Something primal, something wild. I reached out, instinctively grasping Luca’s hand. The moment our fingers touched, a jolt of energy shot through me, sending a shockwave of warmth spreading from my chest outward. I felt the connection between us intensify, the bond pulling tighter, as if something was drawing us together, forcing us to become one. "Now," Astra said, her voice sharp with authority. "Let the binding begin."

Maya Woods was born an Omega. Weak, unwanted, and treated as nothing more than a slave in her pack. But fate bound her to Alpha Damien, the powerful young Alpha who refused to claim her, yet refused to let her go.Used in secret and ignored in public, Maya’s life was a cycle of pain and false promises until the night everything changed. Broken, bleeding, and on the edge of death, she was saved by the most feared Lycan King of all, Rasmus.With Rasmus, Maya discovered a new truth about herself, a hidden power no Omega was meant to carry, and a bond stronger than anything she had ever known. But love in the Lycan world is never simple. Desire burns, enemies circle, and betrayal waits closer than