The Love Knot Novels & Stories

"I'm afraid it's not for sale. It's an antique piece I've had for years." My face fell, as I had envisioned it as the perfect gift for Cedender to show my appreciation for allowing me to visit the town. But then I tried again, "But, good sir, I desire to give it to my lover..." The storekeeper's expression softened, and he smiled. "Ah, young love is beautiful! This would be a perfect gift. The knot symbolizes an unbreakable bond, while the garnet represents loyalty and devotion." I grinned, my heart skipping a beat. "Then, good sir, let me buy it.”

"Om, Mangalyam tantunanena mama jeevana hetuna: Kanthe badhnami subhage twam jeeva sarada satam", pandit ji chanted the mantras as Virin and Abhi stood up, The brides folded their hands into a namasthe bending their heads a little as the grooms made the three knots tying them together forever. Flower petals mixed with turmeric rice grains were thrown at them as a blessing from everyone. Abhi kissed Ava on her forehead as she cried through uncontrollable emotions. ***

Tears were threatening to creep out of my eyes but I wouldn’t let them, aunty Joan sighed and looked down. Probably ashamed of herself for almost yelling at me or blaming me for my decision, the memories just have hit her deep and hard and she wasn’t expecting it. She tried to move toward me but her attire was so slow so I rushed to her instead, holding her to support her just in case she’s too weak to stand on her own. “Look here Joan, I love her and she’s aware but there are somethings that love cannot solve, we have to break and Remold what we wasn't.”

She wound the white cord around their hands loosely before tying the ends in a special knot. “This cord represents their commitment to respect and cherish one another, and to build a life of joy and gratitude, from each season to the next, from this life to the next.“ “Repeat after me…” Violet didn’t even need to instruct the couple to look into each other’s eyes for the next part of the ceremony because, like any fated mates, this gesture came naturally. Heart, bound to heart and soul, bound to soul - I am my own, but also yours. Our union grows out of kindness and caring.

It's also a tradition of Bayfords that the new bride will tie a knot on the pillar to show the love and happiness of the newlywed couple. It's said; "The more tightly knot the more tightly knot relations.", in that sense, I don't think this knot is going to last longer. “I am sorry you have to do this.” Lawrence whispered but I remained silent. I wrapped the cloth around the pillar and tied a tight knot. It's not that I want my marriage to end miserably. It was a tight knot. I don't know why but I smiled when I tied the knot. After tying the knot, I turned to Lawrence. He was observing my every move. Now, Lawrence will kiss my hands and will say those words I never thought I would hear from

“Repeat these words simultaneously, “Blood of my blood, Life of my Death. I am bound to you until my last labored breath.” “Blood of my blood, life of my death. I am bound to you until my last labored breath,” both repeated together. “I tie this knot to keep your enemies at bay. I tie this knot to keep you safe during day. I tie this knot to bind truth unto you, I tie this knot so you agree when you do. I tie this knot to give you patience while you grow. I tie this knot so each other’s presence you’ll always know. And I tie this knot so the other knots won’t go. Here and henceforth you will be known as Prince Vlad and Princess Margaret. Now, with the blood exchange, this union cannot be und

None of my previous lovers had knots. They had normal but impressive cocks, and I had been content with that much in the past. But presently, I needed more. I didn't even know what knots felt like, and I had never seen a knot in my real life, but the burning desire I felt for a knot at that moment was utterly unmatched.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Priests chanted Vedic mantras of matrimony throughout the wedding. They felt each other's emotional waves, but both were speechless and silently sat there, following the priests' instructions. Chandni's brothers and uncles tended to the guests and took care of the hospitality. It was time for the Holy Knot. Her aunt tied Chandni's wedding stole with Ansh's stole. Chandni shivered and wanted to hide herself from everyone. Holy knot wasn't a simple ritual of tying clothes; it symbolized the eternal bond of two souls. Both were shaking because of the new emotions overflowing in them.

Lose you to love me by Selena Gomez blasts from the speakers in the car and it just makes me feel like screaming. I grasp the neck of the bottle and I bring it to my lips, chugging and coughing out the painful heat it brews down my throat. What am I doing? I hate alcohol. I break out in more tears, yanking the necklace from around my neck, I stare at the beautiful star necklace, my chest squeezes and I throw it somewhere around the car, sobbing. I shift my eyes back to the road. Shit. I'm in the other lane, there's a car coming in front of me, honking.