The First Binding Novels & Stories

“It documents the stages of an ancient mate bond and confirms what the healer discovered.” The crowd began whispering again. Varg continued. “The first stage is known as the First Binding. During this stage, the bond develops between its two mates and may sustain the life of the weaker partner.” My blood ran cold. I couldn't hear the whispers anymore. I couldn't hear the shifting of chairs or the movement of bodies around me. All I could hear was the frantic pounding of my own heart. They had found it. They had actually found the truth. I clenched my jaw so tightly that the muscles along my face began to ache.

Then he tilted his head slightly. “No.” Sarah blinked. “…No?” His gaze locked onto hers completely. Cold. Steady. Unmoving. “Feed me, Sarah.” For a second, she genuinely thought she had heard him incorrectly. “…What?” “You heard me.” His voice dropped slightly lower this time, calm and deliberate. And suddenly, Sarah understood something that made her stomach tighten painfully. This was not just punishment anymore. It was something else entirely. Something personal.

Leather-bound books with worn spines and faded gold lettering. I forgot my anger for a moment.I reached toward one.Then stopped.I didn't want to give Jaxson the satisfaction of seeing how much this affected me.The butler noticed.“Would you like me to take them away?”My hand moved before I could stop it.“No.”He stepped back.I carefully picked up the smallest book.The leather was cracked from age.The pages were yellowed, but the binding was still strong.

Then, she woke up with a jolt, she was to be binded to him come dawn, she loked around and saw that it was morning, her heart jumped in her throat. Calm down, Dianne you’ve faced worse situations than this, she said to herself. She has to think of something, and soon, there was no way she would allow herself to be binded to him, there was no way she would allow herself to be a whore for him. The binding ceremony is a ceremony for a female to be binded to a male to be his mistress, whore, concubine, harlot, whatever sinful name you can call it. The male is free to marry, to acquire more women that suits his taste, but the woman isn’t allowed to have even discussion with them, and if she was b

Kenna closes her eyes and exhales, surrendering, but it’s Maeve who speaks, her voice tight to shield the same feelings her mother can’t help but show. “Binding is highly illegal and so rare it’s been, what, centuries since the last recorded case?” She arches a brow at Minerva and her mom, who nod in agreement, before I slowly turn around to face her. “You said Marianna mentioned to you that Dean imprinted on her before she turned twenty-one. Imprinting is not the same as being fated mates. It’s a different kind of bond, surface level. Rejection and the death of a mate wouldn’t carry the same kind of weight as it would for those who are fated, whose timelines cross, or however you see it.” S

"Melissa, I promise to cherish you always. I promise to give you freedom and a place to lean on. I promise that no matter what the future brings, I'll stand by your side." I let him slide the ring onto my finger. The moonstone glowed softly under the moonlight. Tears of happiness blurred my vision as I nodded and wrapped my arms around him. He stood and kissed me. It was light and gentle, yet it set my whole body on fire. The mate bond hummed with shared joy in our minds. In that moment, we were truly bonded. At last, I had found the happiness that belonged to me.

“It is. That's why not all people meet their bounds and not all people who meet their bounds marry them either.” “I hope I meet my bound,” Raf drawled his speech, eyes struggling to stay open. Anne could see that he was about to fall asleep, she slowed down her strokes on his hair and tried to stay still just until he fell asleep. “I'm sure you will.” Raf yawned. “But mother, is father your bound?” “No, he's not.” “I figured,” Raf slurred. Anne smiled, strokes slowing to a final stop. “Why would you say that?”

But as long as they continue talking to each other they knew that they were going to make it in a way that most people didn't have the opportunity to. “well here's to the ties that bind us.” Jonathan said as he kissed her again, “you never have to fear telling me that you're pregnant with our children. Whether it be one or nine it really doesn't matter not to me at least. Because they are everything that will bind you to me and me to you for the rest of our lives and beyond though. I'm extremely lucky to have found you when I did. I wouldn't change anything in our lives and that I love you more than anything else could possibly be.” “to the ties that bind us forever and eternity.”

I opened the brown book to view the dusty pages inside. I was so fascinated with it that I didn't hear anything else, my eyes stayed on the pages. I read the first page which was a complication of all the chapters in the book. Starting from the history of magic to how to keep the bloodline pure. That word again, bloodline, I thought. I read it one by one to see what I could find on this oathed, there wasn't anything special. Nothing relating to that or close to it. As I scanned the page again I saw a heading, ‘ritual’ it read.

We all knew that despite the love and unions within our individual couples, we’d need to unite as one to take on the future. Thank you for reading BOUND BY A PROMISE. If you haven't read NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina's story, or TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia's story, I hope you will. The next book in the Brutal Vows series is QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Rei and Jasmine's story.