Tie That Bind Novels & Stories

“Because if you walk into that chamber, the bond will complete.” Evelyn froze. “Complete?” she echoed. “Yes,” the woman said gently. “And once a tether bond completes, it can’t be undone. Your lives will be… intertwined. Permanently.” Evelyn’s heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears. “I don’t want a bond,” she said. “I want my life back.” “That’s not possible,” the woman replied softly. Anger flared. “No. You don’t get to decide that.”

Riven says steadily, “my territory stands with yours.” “By claw and by oath,” I reply, “mine stands with yours.” The silver thread Elena holds glows faintly, wrapping once around our joined wrists before dissolving into light. The bond settles—not magic that controls, but magic that remembers. One by one, the others step forward. Tirianna binds her territory next—eyes fierce, voice unwavering. Jeb and Damon together. Silas and Thorne. Xavior. Each vow layered over the last until the air hums with shared intent.

“And is there an assurance that the lady will be there?” “Mia isn't one to back down easily especially when this is her dream.” “And Elias is with her.” “There’s a good chance he is.” The hitman placed my phone on the table and tapped his fingers against the glass. “Now we’re talking. I’ve been chasing shadows all day, and you’ve just handed me a road straight to them.” I picked up my drink. “Our deal still stands, doesn’t it?” His eyes narrowed slightly. “You already know it does.”

And I am beautiful. "Bind me," I command Alex. He steps forward. He is dressed in black, severe and imposing. He wraps the rope around my wrists. "They will kill us," he whispers, his hands shaking slightly as he ties the knot. "Let them watch first," I say. He binds me. He ties my ankles. He lowers me to my knees on the cold concrete of the steps. I am bound. Helpless. Displayed. "This is what you fear!" I shout at the crowd. My voice is amplified by the hacked sound system of the square. "You fear loss of control! You fear submission!"

She closed her eyes, awaiting the knife to cut into her skin, and just as she expected, a sting surged through her body and she clenched her hands by her side, her lips pressed tightly together. She felt Jacob's palm on her cheek for the second time and wondered what he was doing but she didn't dare to open her eyes. Jacob placed his cut over hers, their blood mixing. “ With this, we are bound together as master and slave. This is our blood ties,” His words were solemn and Ava snapped her eyes open to meet his deep ones. Bound by blood together as master and slave? “ From now on, you are mine. Mine to break and mend, mine to kill and save. Your name is now Felicia. Felicia, Slave to Jacob St

he said as he struggled with his tie. "Let me assist you," I offered, getting out of the bed. I approached him, carefully taking the tie from his hands. As I smoothed it out, I wrapped it around his neck and began tying the knot, a special one I learned from Mabel. I felt his intense gaze on me, sharp and uncompromising. I tried to avoid meeting his eyes, concentrating on the task, but the weight of his stare was impossible to ignore. "Ummm..." I faltered, attempting to break the heavy silence. "About what you mentioned... regarding your mother and her death... I—"

So there it was, she had decided for them. “Wyatt understands he’s a leader, I never promised them anything,” she tried to defend herself. “Listen Bri,” Trent said, “From what I can sense and what the books claim, that kind of bond can only be made mutually, the bonds that tie you to each man are different. One is divinely chosen but you both set it in motion from the day you met, however, the tie to your soul’s claim on his only stuck because his soul accepted yours, in this life, whether he realized it or not and the other like the first has etchings of coming together over many lifetimes however it has always been chosen, and his soul accepted yours again in this lifetime. This is why the

“I ‘m binding my life to thee… willingly our souls entwined. My air is yours, our heart beats in rhyme, together we are one until the end of time. By blood we may not be linked, but in love, and bond, by magic synced. We now are forever to die as one, for you my child, this spell will be done. I bind thee gifts, until a time predicted, when the world and all within shall be shifted. When love breaks the ties, I place upon thee, and your mind, and power, shall be set free. We shall meet again, in a time, and place, that the fates decree.”

Both of them watching in the mirror. His fingers found her already wet. She could see his hand moving. See her face change. Suddenly he pulled back. Went to his bag, and came back with a tie. One of his work ties. Eva stared. "What's that for Adrian?" "Thought about this. All week." Hesitated. "Would you let me?" "Let you what?" "Tie your hands." She should say no. But she didn't. "Alright...but not too tight." His hands shook tying her wrists. The he positioned her in front of the mirror. Him behind her. They could see everything. Her wrists bound. Blouse open. The torn tights.

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