Words From Bound の小説・ストーリー

And the twins were its target. The forest answered with a guttural roar that didn’t belong to any wolf I had ever heard. The trees shook. Shadows twisted unnaturally, stretching across the ground like living claws. The glowing eyes advanced in a slow, deliberate circle, not rushing—hunting. Damien’s aura flared, violent and blinding. “These aren’t Council assassins,” he growled. “They’re Bloodbound.” My stomach dropped. Bloodbound wolves were ancient. Cursed. Beasts that fed on Luna power.

her heart became restless. Luveas chuckled. "That's exactly where we're going! We are crossing the river because beyond is the border of Ancea!" He kicked and the black steed ran even faster. Amethyst clutched his shirt. "Luveas, this is not a great approach to cross a big river! We will fall! The current is too strong!" "We'll jump!" "What?" "Close your eyes tight! Hyah!" "No! No! Wait!" The beast jumped high, and Amethyst shrieked before she could brace her heart properly. When the mighty steed landed on the other side of the river, she was too petrified and lost consciousness in Luveas's arms.

TERM DETECTED: UNBOUND STATUS: UNAUTHORIZED RISK LEVEL: ESCALATING Alex exhaled slowly. 💭 So this is how movements begin. 💭 Not with war. 💭 With a name that refuses to kneel. Brian laced his fingers through Alex’s, steady and present. ❄️ “Whatever comes next—we face it together.” Alex squeezed back. “Unbound,” he said again. And for the first time since fate marked them— The word felt like freedom.

When the pain finally stopped, he looked down to find the the word Bound etched in ancient greek across his chest. "What in bloody jack's name is the meaning of this?" he said still fuming "Call it Plan b" she said smiling like a mischievous child "This is to make sure that you don't go back on your word!" "You bitch!" he roared "For someone who's giving you a purpose" she said turning away from him "You sure are an ungrateful wretch!" "Purpose!" He spat out, veins on his neck popping in anger "You've fucking caged me!, you'd bind me like an animal?!"

Her w​ords made t‌‍he air shimm‌er w​ith tension, a‍ silent decl⁠ar‍ati⁠on‍ t​hat the bond alone could n​ot‌ contain. Azi​el’​s hands‍ c​le‍n​ched behind‍ him, and‌ h⁠e exha‌le‌d sl​owly,⁠ fight​ing th⁠e s‍urge that​ t​hrea‍‌tened t​o⁠ overwhelm him⁠. “The‍‍n‌ we are b‍oun⁠d,” he said, vo‌ice​ low, a‌l‍most a g⁠row​l, “in​ ways n⁠‌either of‍​ us can‍ escape,​ w‍heth‌er we wi‌sh it or‍ not.​” P‌a‍in​ s‌​⁠eared thro⁠ugh hi‌m, through th​em both,‍ as t‍h​e bond‍ flar​ed viole ‍‍ntly, le​aving e⁠ver‌y n‌erve on‌ fir⁠e.‍‍

Sabrina flipped the pages and then halted at a bookmarked one, pointing to the tiny words. “This here…it says that while a blood bond can’t be broken, it can be weakened or even blocked,” Sabrina read out. “The strength of the blood bond varies according to the connection between two people.” She paused for a bit and then added, “Hoc significat vinculum firmius potest adiuvare ad alium vinculum infirmandum vel intercludendum.” “I have no idea what you said,” Asher said. “It means that a stronger bond can help to weaken or block another bond,” she muttered.

“Bound by fate, by power, and by unbreakable love.” Caden’s voice was softer, more measured, but no less firm, carrying an undeniable weight of truth. “Our bond is complete. Our Luna has proven herself—in blood, shed bravely in defense of her truth; in strength, unmatched and undeniable; and in heart, pure and true, embracing this pack with a love we thought lost.” His words were a balm, validating every struggle, every triumph.

“Then I want to know what you are. I want to know why I feel like this… why I can’t stop thinking about you, even though everything in me says I should be running the other way.” He took a step closer, his expression shifting to something darker, almost sorrowful. “You don’t know what you’re asking, Daniel,” he murmured. “Once you learn the truth, there’s no going back.” I clenched my fists, my heart pounding. “ Just fucking tell me anyway.” He studied me in silence, his face unreadable. Finally, he spoke. “I’m bound to you,” he said quietly. “In a way that goes beyond anything you can imagine. But that bond—it’s dangerous, more than you could ever understand.”

Let’s talk and come alone. My heart dropped in dread and goosebumps filled my skin. I sat up slowly, brushing my hair back and staring at the message like it was cursed. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, feeling uneasy and it growled low in my head. “What the hell is this?” Soul Bound? My fingers trembled, and the phone almost slipped from my hand. I didn’t know who the sender was but they knew. It means someone knew about the bond Damien and I share and if they were right... then I wasn’t just Damien’s weakness, I was his destruction.

They stopped on her chest, where her blouse strained over her full breasts, then lower, to her hips under the skirt. "You have my word. But I need something back. Freedom ain't free. What I need isn't something you can't give me. Soul binding... Your soul keeps me solid here; mine guards you from the dark shit." Soul binding? Lydia's brain spun. She'd read about it—deep stuff, where two essences mix until you can't tell them apart. It was very intimate, scary. "What does that... mean exactly?" Her voice came out small, but her body lied. Her nipples poked hard against her shirt, and a warm wetness grew between her legs, soaking her panties.