These Twisted Bonds Novels & Stories

But 2 weeks deep into a 30 day isolation with a man, can make a grown woman lose her senses. His lips crashed down on mine rough and hard , hands coming up to grip my neck. His tongue pushed into my mouth pushing and caressing against my tongue in a way that made my panties flood with my wetness. His lips moved against mine hard, I match the pace kissing him with equal desire. Hate , desire, tension and need fueling swelling within us as the bodies crashed together. My late husband wrote this trap into his will, thinking we would rip each other's throat to claim what was rightfully mine! Instead we were tearing each other's clothes off.

And underneath it all, hope. "What was that?" he whispered, staring at his hands. They glowed faintly with that merged white-gold light. Luna pushed herself up, her eyes wide with something between awe and fear. "That," she said slowly, "was twin bond manifestation. Something that hasn't happened in over a century." "Twin bond?" I asked. "When Alpha twins awaken their powers simultaneously, while connected emotionally..." Luna approached us cautiously, like we might explode again. "The legends say they become two halves of one whole. Their powers merge, making them stronger together than any single Alpha could ever be."

Twisted I always had fear of death ever since I became aware of the clock birthmark engraved on my left palm. I always hate celebrating my birthday because it always serves as a reminder that I'll die young. My parents told me that among our generations, I am very different because my two clock birthmarks have the same date. Because of too much curiosity, I tried researching and reading stories and blogs that tackle different painful tragedies.

I was anxious but there was no way that I was going to let him know that he terrified me. “What was that?” He growled. “What was what?” I frowned at him. I was genuinely confused. “Back at breakfast. The fact you think you can flirt with another man in my presence is beyond me” he spat. His face was few inches from mine and I got a clear view of the tattoo that was intricated across his neck. It was an interesting one. “Look at me when I'm talking to you” he growled again.

“That’s exactly how it should feel.” Zariah’s fingers traced along Imani’s hand, their fingers intertwining, teasing, pulling her closer. Malik’s thumb circled along her lower back, steady, confident, deliberate. The combination—the playful heat of Zariah, the grounding strength of Malik—made Imani feel like she was melting from the inside out.

"I told you. There's never been anyone else." "We believe you," Lyra says quickly. "But that's not what we mean." Selvara leans back in her chair, her expression thoughtful. "You've been here for weeks now. Training with Ronan. Being around him constantly. Feeling that spark between you." Araya's pulse quickens. "What does that have to do with anything?" "Twin bonds are rare," Lyra says carefully. "But they're powerful. More powerful than mate bonds. And sometimes, when a twin bond forms, it can... change things."

Liam narrowed his gaze down at the page and read it out loud. “Vinculum duplex...The Double Bond?” I nodded my head. “According to that book, ‘The Double Bond’ is the phenomenon of having a double-mating bond with two wolves. It’s rare. But it’s possible.” I gave Liam a chance to really read through the text while I tried to find a way to break the unsettling news to him, regarding our unfortunate family ties. From what I could only assume, Liam was not pleased with this revelation, nor did I expect him to be.

“I don’t know whose. I don’t know how. But I felt it. I felt someone dying.” Silence dropped between us like a blade. Her hands began to tremble. “That’s not possible,” she whispered. “The Goddess wouldn’t—” “I don’t think the Goddess meant for this,” I cut in, sharper than I intended. I forced myself to soften my tone. “Nali… twin bonds like this aren’t normal. You know that.” She nodded slowly. “I’ve been researching,” I went on. “Quietly. Old records. Half-burned texts no one likes to talk about. Dual bonds always end the same way.”

"Like...between you all? As you are bonded to the same person?" Caius shook his head. "That's the specific nature of a Five-Fold Bond versus a standard pairing. In a standard bond, a second bond attempt on the same omega would produce a rejection response as a way for the first bond to defend itself. In a Five-Fold configuration, the bonds are co-constitutive. They don't compete because they are not separate bonds. They're five parts of one bond." He paused. "Think of it as one lock with five keys. The keys don't compete with each other. They're each necessary."

She was theirs, and they were hers, a bond forged in desire and sealed in the heat of passion. The knots began to dissolve, the physical manifestation of their bond slowly fading, but the emotional connection remained, stronger than ever. They had marked her, claimed her, bound her to them in a way that transcended the physical. They were mates, a trinity united by love and desire, their fates intertwined, their souls forever bound.