Tie That Bind Novels & Stories

I noticed her closely that she always have a problem with tying either her necklace or her shoes laces. I tip toed towards her so she couldn't sense my presence. I bent down in front of her and remove her fingers from the laces. "Let me..."I said to her and before she could protest,my fingers already begun their task while I felt her constant stare on me. "Done..."I got up on my feet and dusted off my hands once I tied both her boots laces properly. "You know you should do it."She said ticking a hair strand behind her ear.

Annalise, my other close friend, stared at me and I looked at her confused. "What?" I asked. "There's something you're not telling us, isn't there Thandie?" She slit her eyes at me. She was pretty intimidating for a petite girl, her dark dreadlocs were tied up in a bun and her gold hooped earrings gleamed in the light. She had on a black mask that she used to cover up the vitiligo on her chin. Zahira and I had tried to convince her that she shouldn't be so insecure but it just didn't reach her. She was just very insecure about it, she would always complain how she was too dark and she hated her vitiligo and thought it made her ugly but she was one of the prettiest girls I knew, smart too and

I am a human too. “Kandy, oh Kandy. When are you going to learn, my love? After I kill your shit of a best friend or after I ruin the hard work of your father? Tell sweets. FREAKING TELL ME!” “I- I am- s-s-so-sorry. This is the last t-time I will do this. Please, let them go. This is the last time I promise.” “You promise? Do you really think I’m that much of a fool to believe in your lie again? Do you really think your promise will be accepted just because you said so again for the hundredth time you broke the before once? Really Kandy?” he paused for a second.

“Do you accept this binding now and after death?” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes, I do.” “Jarren, do you accept this binding now and after death?” “I do,” Jarren stated. Then, I noticed Dominic was tying a silk ribbon around our wrists, binding them together. “By my power, I deem this bond unbreakable. You may kiss your bride,” Dominic stated.

I was surprised that it was only one page, only a few lines written in the same elegant penmanship as the cryptic notes he sent to me along with the chrysanthemum. 'Between The Binder, Lucretius Xior Franciosa, and The Oathsworn, Euphyllia Ivara Ruinart. 1. The Oathsworn shall be bound in body, soul, and name to The Binder, surrendering her loyalty, companionship, and all rights of intimacy. 2. The Binder shall, in return, grant the Oathsworn his protection, authority, and the means to enact her vengeance upon those who have wronged her.

“Why did you bind yourself to that woman?” “We were in a life and death situation.” She stands up and bobs her head, “Yeah, you already said that. It doesn’t explain why. Does she not heal? Were you trying to keep her alive?” “We were trapped, with walls closing in on us. We were being watched, and we couldn’t discuss anything. The only way was to link one another, which we couldn’t do without the tie. We would have been crushed if I hadn’t calmed her, and it helped her tap into her abilities.”

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.”

"You don't get to come until I say so." "That's not fair," I protested, frustration sharpening my voice. He laughed. "I never claimed to be fair, Madison." I gripped the couch cushions, frustration coursing through me. My body was on fire, hovering at the edge of release only to be cruelly denied. "What are you going to do with that?" I asked, eyeing the silk tie dangling from his fingers. "Give me your hands," he commanded. I hesitated for only a second before extending my wrists toward him. He wrapped the tie around them with practiced efficiency, binding them together in front of me.

he whispered, his voice trembling with anticipation. “Good.” I looped the belt around his wrists, pulling it tight, binding his hands behind his back. He gasped, his body tensing, but he didn’t pull away. I leaned in, kissing the back of his neck, my teeth grazing his skin. “You look so fucking good like this, Ty. All tied up for me.” “Fuck,” he moaned, his head tipping back. “You’re such a tease.” “Not teasing,” I said, grabbing his tie from the desk. I folded it into a makeshift blindfold and slipped it over his eyes, tying it snug. “Just taking what’s mine.”

The door closed softly behind her, and only then did she allow herself to breathe. The office fell eerily quiet after Sarah left. For several seconds, Calvin remained exactly where he was, his gaze fixed on the door she had just walked through as though he expected it to open again. The silence in the room settled heavily around him, interrupted only by the faint ticking of the clock mounted against the wall. Slowly, he leaned back into his chair and loosened the knot of his tie slightly, exhaling a long breath he had not realized he had been holding. His jaw tightened.