Unbinding Book Novels & Stories

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

“That’s what best friends are for. Now promise me you won’t ghost me again. I don’t care how busy you are, just send me a text. Even just an emoji. Let me know you’re alive and functioning.” “I promise.” After they hung up, Miriam felt lighter than she had in weeks. Emily was coming back. That meant she would have someone in her corner, someone who saw through Margaret’s manipulations and didn’t make excuses for Thomas’s weakness. Four more days and she will have her best friend back.

"Properly. Because I confess, I have no framework for understanding it." "None of us do," an older Elder named Wessa said, her voice carrying genuine bewilderment. "The Words of Unbinding have existed in pack law for centuries. In all that time, I've never once heard of a single instance where they were successfully reversed." "Because nobody's ever tried, or because nobody's ever succeeded?" Corwin asked. "Both, as far as any record shows." Halric pulled a heavy volume from a shelf along the chamber wall, flipping through pages with deliberate movements. "Every account I've found describes the Words as absolute. Final. A bond destroyed beyond any hope of restoration."

I say. “Yes,” Liam agrees gently. “And you didn’t.” I frown. “That doesn’t make sense.” “You didn’t destroy us,” he says. “You changed the field.” He helps me sit fully upright, then hands me water. I drink slowly, grounding myself. “The Unbound retreated,” he continues. “Not because we beat him. Because he couldn’t predict you anymore.” That sends a chill through me. “What did I do?” Liam studies my face. “You rewrote how the bond works. Not just ours. All of them.”

Nothing could ease the fire of losing her. “Ping ping!!” I was about to pour myself another glass when my phone buzzed. I almost ignored it, thinking it was another empty message or update. i was lost in thoughts when the sound came again… “Ping ping!!!!” I decided to check the notification which I already felt wasn’t serious but the notification made me freeze instead. It was a live post from Ruben’s page. Curiosity knotted my stomach as I clicked it open. And then I saw it. Ruben. Smiling in a tailored suit. Standing in a conference room in South Africa.

Felix eagerly took the item from Leslie and saw it was a medical book. "Was Mr. Hoffman keeping this from me?" Felix cursed at his stingy mentor. "Why are all the pages blank?" He flipped through the book, only to find it empty. "Mr. Hoffman said you need to bind it with your blood to access its contents," Leslie explained. Felix's excitement grew. If it required a blood-binding ritual, it had to be something extraordinary. He pricked his finger and dripped blood onto the book. Like the harmonica, the book vanished and became one with his body.

I wanted to see and ask them personally and gauge their reactions to the breakup. “We’re friends,” Caleb said, without looking at Sasha. “We respect Sasha’s decision.” Carl turned his eyes to Sasha, smiling softly. “We’re not making you uncomfortable here, pumpkin.” “Don’t call me that,” Sasha snapped, and Carl’s smile widened, clearly reveling in the chance to tease her. Caleb continued, “We’ve had time to process things. It’s all good.” Sasha rolled her eyes, “Great, a “conscious uncoupling” here. Can we just move on?”

"I'll give you an unbinding spell. If your man is affected by a demonic presence, it should help. You'll need to encircle him, three of you, and say these words three times." Taking out a pen and notepad from his shirt pocket, he tore out a page of the paper and wrote a couple of lines. Jess sipped the last of her tea, placed it on a coaster and took the folded slip of paper from him. "Be careful." Malus stood and shook each of their hands. "And I shouldn't have to tell you this… but leave the summoning to the professionals in the future. Messing with forces you don't understand... it never goes well."

Camden agreed with a frown while Clayton looked on, annoyed by the whole situation. "Alpha Thomas," Camden spoke up after clearing her throat, her voice steadier now. "Please tell us more about the Unbonding Ritual." She turned to the Alpha, hoping for guidance and answers. Alpha Thomas flipped through the pages of his book, searching for the relevant information. "It's important to note that the Unbonding Ritual is not a quick fix," he cautioned, his tone filled with seriousness. "It is a rare and intricate ritual that may not yield the desired outcome. Furthermore, it won't work on mates who have been marked." Camden and Matt exchanged glances, absorbing Alpha Thomas' words. "Cool. They ar

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this year's banquet, where we meet and greet, connect, eat, and expand our circle of friends for business purposes. I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening. He didn't even say much; he was just brief and direct. His speech was so short and he went to mingle with Bryan and the rest of his friends afterwards. I was sitting alone and looking around. I was looking at a particular lady’s butt and I was wondering why people spend money to do BBL and still end up with a sponge bob butt. But it was none of my business, so I looked away. I got a text from Sarah and I smiled because I knew she wanted details about the banquet and I was right.