Toilet Bound Novels & Stories

With it was a strong smell that had you wanting to throw up. "what sort of thing is this?" someone cried. "Imagine someone bringing their child, just to experience this!" another cried, and soon, everyone discovered that Flora was the source of the smell. Flora, who realized that the problem was coming from her, opened her mouth to speak, but was already being distanced by the people around her. She found that she wanted to weep. What had happened? Who had dumped a sewer all over her?

After taking a deep breath, he slowly said, "The toilet seat." That was when Willow noticed that the toilet seat was down. Given that Theodore had just had surgery, it wasn't unreasonable to say he couldn't bend down. "Alright." After lifting the toilet seat, Willow helped him stand more steadily and reminded him, "Hold onto the grab bar so that you won't fall." Theodore simply hummed in acknowledgment. "I'm going out now. Call me if you need anything." Willow tried to maneuver herself out, but the narrow space left her trapped. Theodore's tall frame practically blocked the entire exit, leaving her with no room to slip past.

“Thanks for the excitement, although it would have been nice to have had a warning well in advance. Do you have any explanation about all of this?” Erin swallowed thickly and pulled out her notebook full of research. She chewed on her lip as she skimmed her scribbles. “Research showed that those who previously tried to seal bonds with multiple wolves weren’t actually mated to them; it was essentially forced bonds.” “Well, that’s not the case for us,” Suki replied. “I felt the pull of the bond with both of them.” Flicking through the many notes in her notebook. “There are no other records or tales.” She tapped her finger on the book over and over. “Hmm, I wonder…”

I wail into the restraint but no one responds. “Nothing. We haven’t even fucked her before.” The man sounded annoyed. I thrash and feel his hands settle on my thighs to hold me still. A twinge of fear spikes through me. I cry out, hoping maybe Tom is still nearby. I scream into the gag but that doesn’t stop the two nurses. “I thought you guys did,” she says casually. “No, Dr. Golfe says we can’t until Mr. Hayden becomes less involved. It’s been 2 years, you’d think he’d be bored by now.”

What the hell was going on? I looked at my hands. My nails were short, but underneath them was dirt. Fresh dirt, like I'd been digging or crawling through something. The bathroom. I needed to wash this off, needed to clean away whatever evidence was on my body. But as I turned on the water, I stopped. Evidence. This was evidence of something, even if I didn't know what. If I washed it away, I'd never know what happened. I heard footsteps outside my door. The lock clicked.

"I need to ask you something. If we prove Morgana was innocent, if we show your father the truth... what happens to us?" "There is no 'us.'" "Isn't there?" She didn't let go. "You feel it. The bond gets stronger every day. Soon it won't just be uncomfortable to be apart. It'll be painful. Debilitating." "I know." "Then what do we do? Even if your father spares my life, I can't stay here. And you can't leave. We're trapped." Lucien's expression was conflicted, eyes darting away. "Complete bonds are rare. Most mates never activate the full connection—they live near each other but maintain separate lives. Maybe we can do that." There was a crack in his voice, uncertainty and fear barely masked.

Sighing, I slowly dragged myself to the bathroom, dreading the day ahead of me. I had a test today. A test I barely studied for. The events of yesterday completely made me forget that I even had school today. A test at that. I turned on the shower and waited for a minute before checking the temperature. The familiar feeling of hot water touching my skin indicated that it was hot enough. I stripped and got into the shower. A hot shower always introduced room for my chain of thoughts. August Wolfe. How was he associated with my father? Was he also forced into this contractual marriage?

The rain didn’t sting until he was gone. At first, I was too numb to feel it, just standing there, letting the words replay in my head like a cruel echo. You’re not the only one they’ve bound me to. Bound. Not just to me. The storm rolled low over the mountains, a distant rumble that seemed to crawl through the ground and into my bones. My fingers curled into fists at my sides. My breath came shallow, shaky. I wanted to move, but my body was rooted to the spot, as if the truth he’d just dropped had nailed me into the earth.

Sofia said standing up from her seat. Then everyone give their goodnight to each other and walk to their respective rooms. James also entered in his room. James room is the master Bedroom. It was enormous room with white and black combination, wall are white with black broader wallpaper, curtains are of silk White and Black cotton cloth, furniture is Black in colour bed design with white bedsheets and Black blanket behind bed wall was the large Black digital clock, Full mirror in the corner of the room, White couch with small table in the room. Large closet with Bathroom. Balcony with the beautiful view of the garden. Balcony door is of bulletproof glass with thumb print for safety. James we

Elli finally stood up, holding on to the grab rails, from the bowl after she finally relieved herself and pulled up her underwear carefully. She winced a bit when she felt a pain on her lower back as well as her belly. She turned to flush down the toilet and noticed that she had a pinkish discharge on the bowl, and she took note of that for her next appointment with Paige. “Marissa, do you have my phone?” She called out softly. “I’ll call SJ and tell him that I want to go upstairs to the room and rest. I don’t feel like going back to the function anymore.”