Zepbound Stories Novels & Stories

"It seems you really do have a curious eye." "What is this?" I asked, gesturing toward the sprawling pinboard. My gaze darted back to the picture of Reid, the crisscrossing strings linking him to both Clans. Zephry’s eyes followed mine as he moved closer, his expression unreadable. "A display I’ve been working on for years," he said. His voice softened, but it carried an edge, as though every word was weighed with caution. "All the connections between both Clans and the Packs within them. Everyone has a thread that ties them to something—or someone. And all of it..." He trailed off, his golden eyes burning as they fixed on mine. "...leads back to one person."

I murmured quietly trying not to draw attention to myself. The picture in the first page of the book was Zemia, his siblings and who I assumed are his parents . I walked up to the Liberian with the book at him. “So is this fictional?!.” I asked. “No dear, it's history!.” She replied. I stared at the book in my hands “thank you!.” I told her and walked back to my seat. ^^^^ Zemia had an emergency call from Zephyr informing him about the current happenings in the underworld.

She simply gestured toward the lone chairs. “You bring the Charter,” she said, voice even. “We do,” said Tulen, bowing slightly. “And we’ve come to listen.” Veyla’s mouth twitched, not quite a smile. “Listening is not the same as surrender. Siltrun remembers its way. Through binding.” She held up a thin volume bound in leathered reed. “This is our Archive of Binding. Every memory named is sealed with ink and oath. No story is told without purpose, and no purpose without response.”

Zeke was so happy he was at a loss for words and could only keep stroking the girl’s head. Taking in what happened, Zephiel got up with a chortle. “Buddy, it’s getting late. I should go now.” Zeke was fast to ask him to stay, not only for his friendship with Zephiel but also for his gratitude toward Javier for changing Gigi. Although he had no idea what Javier had done, he absolutely believed that it was related to the latter. It was just that no matter how Zeke tried to ask him to stay, Zephiel showed no sign of that. Zeke could only take Gigi and send both Zephiel and Javier to their door.

"Sophia, find the suture kits in the black bag. And the alcohol." For the next hour, the world shrank down to the space of that narrow mattress. I didn't stop to think about *how* I knew what to do. My fingers just moved on pure, unadulterated instinct. I cleaned the jagged edge of the bullet wound, wiping away the dark red smear from his ribs. When I took the curved needle and the black thread from Sophia, my hands didn't hesitate. I pierced the skin, pulling the edges together, tying the knots neat and tight, just like I had seen someone do a thousand times before in some distant, blurry memory.

"Summer, Audrey won't even look at me anymore. She's gone back overseas. You're all I have left. I swear, I've changed. Just tell me what to do. I'll do anything. Just come back to me." He pulled out a legal document with shaking hands. "I've signed over everything—my mother's inheritance, the Lenza family. I'll let you run it with me. Or without me. Please, just give me one more chance. Even if you don't love me… take it for the money. Just don't leave me." I looked at him, kneeling there like a broken man. And I saw it—his regret was real. But I wasn't the same woman anymore. I no longer softened at the sight of his tears. I wasn't moved by apologies or promises. I didn't believe in the il

The silk blindfold was slowly pulled from my eyes. The dim light of the suite rushed back in. I looked up to see Ethan, Asher, and Caleb looking down at me, their eyes completely dilated with a bottomless, possessive adoration. I was bound to their bed, marked by their hands, and completely, undeniably theirs.

"The last time it happened, the Bloodbound burned everything in a hundred-mile radius." Seraphina's heart pounded. "You saw that?" "I caused it." She froze. "What?" Kael looked over his shoulder, red eyes glowing faintly. "I was the demon bonded to her to Eris." The world went still. Seraphina stared at him, not sure she'd heard right. "You expect me to believe that? That you're centuries old?" "I don't care what you believe," Kael said. "But the bond never truly dies. When she perished, the link passed through generations waiting to awaken again."

***** Author’s Note The story of Roberto and Zeth would be available on another platform, please go to your browser and search for: Wanting the Barbarian, my addiction I can’t mention the name of the platform here, but if you find it, please help others find it by putting it in the comment section. I will announce it on I.n.s.t.a.g.r.a.m Upcoming books: Roberto and Zeth’s story Bruno Junior’s story (This is going to be very dark and depressing) Then….. a new Werewolf book, are there any readers who love the rejected mate troupe?

Letting his two sons come over to this mansion and played with Zelle. Although they two are already old to play with Zelle, they still entertain her. Zeppelin was satisfied that his two sons listens to him and obeyed. Satisfied that he could control the two... yet both of his sons became obsessed with her. It was Zach at first. Became this whore for the love of his life. Hurting himself over and over to prove his love to her. Zach was unaware Zeppelin already knew why he became like that and that disappoints Zeppelin... That's why Zeppelin took action to make Zach be his puppet once more. And forced him and Zelle to be engaged two years ago.