True Bond Novels & Stories

Logan stated. "I understand," Dawn said, "but don't worry, Malachi and I are only friends." “Dawn, I believe you if you say you're only friends, because trust is essential in any bond,” Logan explained. "Don't worry, it won't be a problem," Dawn replied. ----------

What started as mere contact had transformed into a firm, unyielding bond, held fast against any attempt to break. “This is impossible.” Blackthorn stood, his expression a mix of fascination and horror. “A true pair bond that defies death—the legends were true.” “Stop it,” Sophia’s voice cracked. “Someone, please stop this—they’re killing each other.” It made sense now. A deep pull in his chest confirmed it. This bond between them was slowly consuming each of them—not breaking under pressure, never yielding an inch, but relentlessly burning through bone and breath alike. Everything went black. Light suddenly returned, only to be swallowed by darkness once more. His heart skipped a beat, then

She was the type of girl that trust easily, so having to face the betrayal was literary perdition. 'Why couldn't he tell me? Was I that pitiful to the extent that he had to keep his position a secret? I think we are in a relationship. Can't he just tell me? Maybe all he had was pity which I mistook as love. I thought our relationship was based on trust. So why can't he confide in me?' Those were Christabel thoughts. Lone tears cascaded down her face. At that moment she wished she could be free. Just like the stars.

But he was surprised by hugging him. —------ Laya doesn't know why but she hugged him. She was worried he would stop here. He puts her first in everything instead of him. Maybe this was the soulmate bond that made her realize he would stop here. Pulling him closer she kissed him. And soon he took her lips and turned it into an urgent one. Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes. "Are you sure you want me to go on?" he asked. She nodded. She could still see the worry in his eyes. "I trust you that you would take care of me," she said looking into his eyes.

Something has been bothering my friend but he won’t tell me what it is. I hate that he’s keeping secrets, but then again so am I. I haven’t told a single person about my girlfriend and I don’t intend to until tonight. I plan on claiming my Angel tonight. I know that there’s a chance that my true mate will be at the ball. Even if she is, I still want to claim my girl. I know that a true mate is supposed to be this magical thing that improves your life, but I don’t believe that. What I have with my girl is real, and it doesn’t come from some mate bond that is given to me by a goddess.

The sweetness was that my first time is with a man so handsome and a billionaire It stuck on me, I just had sex with my boss; I turned over to the other side of the bed and he was fast asleep Oh my god, how did I open my legs so easily. I stood up and enter the bathroom to have a shower. I turned on the shower, a hand slid around my waist. You're so sweet” he said hugging me from behind. “You're the first” I turned, our body coming against each other. “I know that's why I would never leave you” I smiled and hugged him. We both bathed and dressed up as he left for work.

“But fate doesn’t care about what we want. It only cares about what must be.” “I can’t tell him,” I said. “Not Ryan. Not after everything. And if he finds out…” “You’ll have to decide,” the witch said, “if keeping the truth will protect him or destroy him.” My hands shook as I wiped my tears. “I need time.” “You don’t have much time ,” she warned. “The bond will grow stronger as the child grows. You may find yourself unable to resist it at all soon. So you have to make a decision as soon as possibly can”

Mitch’s. Her fingers trembled as she picked up the phone. She read each line carefully, and with every word, her blood ran colder. Mitch was planning to break the mate bond. She forced a smile, though her chest ached. Pushing the phone back to Edward, she lied, “I’m aware. We talked about it.” Edward’s eyes narrowed. “I see.” Then, leaning closer, he added softly, “We can re-bond. Please.” Lucille shook her head. “I didn’t know the tribunal was so careless, letting a private letter leak before their next sitting.”

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

“But I can swear on the mate bond. On the connection we share. I haven’t touched Sarah. Whatever she’s claiming happened, either I was drugged and manipulated, or she’s lying completely. But I did not choose to be with her.” The mate bond resonated as I spoke, humming with the truth of my words. It was impossible to lie through the bond. The connection between mates ran too deep, and honest. Kiera felt it too. I saw recognition flash in her eyes, felt her doubt waver through our connection. “The bond says you’re telling the truth,” she said slowly. “Or at least that you believe you’re telling the truth.” “I am telling the truth,” I insisted. “Sarah has been manipulating situations for years.