Unbound Novels & Stories

When she spoke her voice was measured, layered like she had learned to deliver conclusions in the packaging of questions. "My concern," she said, looking down the table toward me with the careful warmth of someone performing genuine worry, "is whether the imprint is driving decisions that the Pack will pay for after it fades." She paused. "Imprints on humans have precedent. They thin. When it does, the binding remains and the reason for it doesn't, and the Alpha is left with a contractual obligation to a woman who has no standing in our world and no capacity to protect herself within it." The room absorbed this.

But the peace is an illusion, a thin layer of frost over a boiling spring. ​A young Southern scout, his leather armor torn and splattered with grey mud, kneels at the base of the steps. His breath comes in ragged, shallow gasps that fill the sterile air with the scent of pine sap and stale copper. ​"They call themselves the Unbound, Grand Luna," the scout rasps, his head bowed so low his chin touches his collarbone. "Exiled purebloods, rogues from the fringes who refused to swear the oath. They are gathering in the northern wastes under Brielle’s banner. Two hours ago, they hit our primary supply caravan at the base of the white ridge. They didn't just use tee

Josephine always dreamed of a carefree life. With freedom, a place to call her own and live by herself. She cut ties easily. She was selfish. But she had a secret. Something she hated herself for. She was someone's second choice. Someone who had lost his love. When he lost his mate, Zenon latched his feelings on the only person he saw. Josephine. She would never be his love, his true Luna. She would never be what his true mate was to him. But, Josephine became his getaway. She was the girl he never wished to have. She was the girl he took to forget his mate. When Josie finally decided to leave this toxic relationship, Zenon made sure he claimed her all to himself.

Few people had the nerve to contact me without showing their names. I answered, irritated. “Who is this?” “Your payment has been tripled.” Roscoe’s voice came through the speaker, flat and cold. I sat up. “What are you talking about?” “One of my operatives had to unalive herself. I have to see your payment first thing in the morning.” For the first time that evening, I stopped moving. “That’s not what we agreed on, Roscoe.” “Same way we agreed they’d only scare him and leave in one piece. Nobody said anything about an Alpha’s heir meddling in our operation.”

Countdown: Eighty-nine days, sixteen hours, forty-three minutes and counting. I read every line slowly this time, letting each detail settle. My gaze caught on the word Inventory, beside which sat a small, black, almond-shaped obsidian pendant icon. “What is that?” I asked. “The Inventory is the host’s storage space.” “Then why is it unbound?” “The host has not yet obtained the obsidian pendant containing the storage space. Once the host acquires the pendant and completes the binding process, the Inventory will link automatically to the Mind Control System, allowing the host to stockpile unlimited supplies.”

"That is just amazing. Welcome home, Mr. Bennet." "Oh, this is not my home. How I wish it were in a different lifetime, my home, but my life is not my own. I am due back at headquarters tomorrow. I did have a favour to ask, though. Was I hoping to test this other medication I have made on someone with light burned blindless? My aunt Liza said there was a young girl who was shot with a blast from a demon?"

A light blue shimmer cascaded over the top layer of the water and up to my foot. “The elements call to you. They respond to you and you only, Cassius could never have the type of bond you have with these lands so asking for him to take charge is lethal to anyone and everyone here.” I leaned down and placed my hand in the water, the light blue shimmer shooting up from the water and underneath my skin, making me jerk my hand out. At that moment, I felt coolness rush through my veins as the blue shimmer moved over my body. “What the hell is happening?”

" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

ANN Anchor, Lina Virelle The announcement of the upcoming United Nations Alliance (UNA) Summit, set to take place in New City, Aeternum, has been met with widespread enthusiasm across the 31 member nations. For many, especially the smaller member states, this gathering represents not just a diplomatic event but a monumental step toward greater legitimacy and security. Being part of the largest and potentially strongest alliance in the world, covering 35% of the Central Continent's landmass, offers unparalleled opportunities for growth and protection.

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.