Unwished Bonding Novels & Stories

“He does not get to warn anyone. He does not get to decide when to appear.” “Then strengthen the bond between you two,” Hamish said simply. “A strong mate-bond limits the influence of internal forces.” I froze. Grayson did too. Hamish continued without hesitation. “You two have been dancing around the connection rather than embracing it. A bond that is not fully acknowledged is weak. And a weak bond creates space for interference.” I felt my face heat. “We aren’t ignoring anything.” Hamish lifted a brow. “Then why is your aura not attuned?”

“I don’t want to go back.” The countdown hits thirty seconds. Outside, cities flicker closer to blackout. Inside, the silver entity advances. “Final warning,” it states. Dylan presses his forehead to mine. The bond surges violently, not just desire now but absolute alignment. “I choose you,” he says again. And this time, I answer. “I choose us.” We let go of restraint. Of separation. Of fear. The bond detonates. Not gold. Not silver. Something brighter. Something neither system recognizes.

“I think that it’d be best if we pretended this didn’t happen. He answered politely, stepping away from that warm hand and keeping his eyes down. We’ve never been a part of the same crowd, and I see no reason to start now. You don’t want the bond, and neither do I, so just... forget it.” And Braze walked away, strides quick and body tense as he left behind what had supposed to be his dream, his hope, his turning point, his love. What a sick joke. It does not go away, and it is not easy to forget. He dreams, and he finds himself with them, safe and warm and longing, and he forces himself awake. The bond makes everything different; it brings the danger of actually connecting their minds in sle

“I don’t want an engagement! How can you even ask me this? “First it was the promotion, now this? All in one week. Thomas stood and moved around his desk, his expression pleading. “Miriam, sweetheart, I know this seems sudden. But this partnership with Rhodes International, it’s everything we’ve been working toward. It would secure the company’s future for generations. Think about what your mother built, what she would want for….” “Don’t.” Miriam held up a hand, her whole body shaking. “Don’t you dare bring Mom into this. Don’t you dare use her memory to justify selling me off like I’m some kind of business asset.”

I had asked him to leave whenever he wanted but contrary to what I thought he stuck to me since then. He hadn’t liked the idea of coming back to the company, but he stood by my decision and plan, but I also knew he was dying to get out of here with me. And I was going to grant him that, I promised. We only had each other in this world. “Then I really can’t wait, first thing we’re doing is getting matching tattoos like we said we would” I reminded him, pushing more waffles with syrup into my mouth. “I already have designs I think you’d like, we’ll go over them when we get back” he said. I nodded, finishing off the food on my plate.

Unsettled hearts would one day find peace, and all things would eventually fall into place. May I too, in this vast ocean of life, live with joy and an open heart (End of Jessica's story.) … Christopher's POV: The night before the wedding, for some reason, I felt incredibly uneasy. A message popped up in the group chat. "Mr. Sanders, are you still going through with the wedding tomorrow? Give us a definite answer." "Yeah, we're all going to be there for the show. We'll record Jessica's reaction. It's going to be golden."

Williams finished laughing and wiped at her eyes. "Oh honey, so young, so naive. We don't actually do the work, we just sign checks and send it off to the different places they need to go. Right now, we're donating a new gym to Blackstone Prep, then we're going to send a check to an orphanage somewhere in Africa, we're going to spin, and wherever the bottle lands is the country we'll send it to." I was gobsmacked, I looked around the room so if anyone felt the way I did but they were all the same.

But I knew all too well how quickly things could change. I needed time. Maybe, if I could believe what they felt for me went beyond the mate bond, beyond some predestined connection that pushed them to accept me blindly, then just maybe I could accept our bond. But I couldn’t shake this feeling that without the bond, they would’ve never looked twice at me. Just like Jesse would’ve never been interested in Larissa, never would’ve broken my heart if it weren’t for the mate bond.

The paranormal world was in chaos the prophecy was a good one and also a bad one. High above the realm, the council of Elders presided over the fate of their people. As the guardian of order and peace, the leader of the council, a wise and seasoned Tribrid named Carson Gary, held the weight of the realm's future upon his shoulders. Little did he know how intertwined his own destiny would become with that of the young hybrid girl who would forever alter his world. He was the first mixed creature created by the goddess herself. He was called a “Tribrid”, and proclaimed the leader from birth, the weight of the mystical kingdom rests on his shoulder and he must protect it against forces that ten

Used to him being beside her during her session break. He made her feel stronger and more motivated. Realizing how she must look, she relaxed her shoulders slightly. She didn’t want to seem like she couldn’t stay even a moment without him. “I really like the bond between you two,” Jeremy said after a while. “And I must say… you made the right choice being with him,” he added. His voice was calm and honest. Elowen looked at him and a gentle smile appeared on her face. “Yes… I’m happy with him,” she replied softly.