Ties That Bind Show Novels & Stories

She was wearing clothes that didn't quite fit, a sweater with fraying cuffs she had rolled back twice. She looked at him the way prey looked at a predator it had decided there was no point running from. And the mate bond — that ancient, impossible, once-in-a-generation thing that his father had described to him once as the moment the universe stops pretending it's neutral — detonated quietly inside his chest, and rewrote everything. Caelum stood in the doorway and looked at the woman the universe had apparently selected for him, and she stared back at him with eyes full of a wariness so deep it had become structural, and neither of them said anything for a moment that felt considerably longe

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

Skye stayed still under his ministrations before leaning forward to mark his alpha the same way. Linus groaned at the pleasured pain of sharp teeth sinking into his skin, cock twitching inside of the omega and wringing a strangled noise from him as well. When Skye finally detached from his shoulder-neck junction, Linus pulled him into a languid kiss. Mated. Bonded. They were bound together now for the rest of their lives. The sentiment was scary and while his mind rebelled at the thought, his alpha instincts thrilled at having an omega. This particular omega.

"You're ridiculous." "But you love me," Ash said with a grin. Maria finally settled on a random rom-com and tossed the remote aside. "Fine. We'll watch this." Ash groaned. "Ugh. Romance." Maria raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you just binge-watching a romance series last week?" "That was different. It had drama. Chaos. Betrayal. And lots of unresolved tension." Maria rolled her eyes. "So, basically, you love romance, just not when it's straightforward."

Sharon watched Davis watching and tightened her hand on E than defensively, warning him. Davis turned aside, trying to push the thought away. It couldn't be. could it ?

Aaron grabs Cassie by her waist, lifting her up and placing her on the kitchen table, her hands wrapped around his neck, letting him handle her the way he wanted, because that was what she needed; him to handle her Aaron lifts up her top, leaving it just around her wrists, leaving her hands bound. Cassie rakes her fingers through his hair as she feels his breath on her skin, he was doing it on purpose, he was teasing her and he was enjoying it completely. “Aaron please” Cassie begs, her body taking the wheel

Finn said, reaching out to make sure she didn’t fall. As soon as she was in place, he removed his belt, weaving it around her hands and securing them to the headboard through the slats. Sarah tugged on her bonds, testing their strength but they didn’t give. Meanwhile, I spread her legs and tied them to the footboard, denying her the relief of rubbing her thighs together. “Now that is a gorgeous sight.” I said, stepping back to appreciate the sight of my beautiful mate, all tied up and on display for me.

He held her hand that was on his chest, and dragged over his body, circling his hands around her waist. "George, you need to bathe, release me." When he didn't comply, she blurted "You stink, let me go." "If I stink, then you must have a fetish for stinky men." "Noo, that's so disgusting." "Then why haven't you stood up from my body since I released you." That's when she felt her waist wasn't bound again. She sighed and stood up, and threw the pillow at him. "What is it? You want to kill me because I found your secret."

“It’s trying to.” The pain surged again. I cried out. My wolf thrashed inside me, wild and afraid. “I can’t hold it,” I gasped. “I’m breaking.” Kieran went still. There was a pause. Heavy. Final. Then he said, “I’m going to bind us.” The words cut through the pain. “What?” I whispered. “Just for a moment,” he said. “Just enough to anchor you.” My eyes widened. “That’s forbidden.” “Yes.”

He pulled back, gaze sharp. “I’m not done watching you fall apart,” he said, voice hoarse. “But this time, I want your wrists tied.” My stomach dropped. My pussy clenched. I nodded in anticipation. He smirked, reached for something in the drawer—a long, black silk tie. He kissed my knuckles, then raised both my arms above my head and bound them to the headboard, tight enough to make me tremble, but not enough to hurt. Then he stood back and looked at me.