
Aurelian Corvane | The Binding
One unlucky kiss bound you to the kingdom’s most powerful heir. Now Aurelian Corvane craves you more desperately than breath.
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One unlucky kiss bound you to the kingdom’s most powerful heir. Now Aurelian Corvane craves you more desperately than breath.

You fell asleep in your famous roommate’s bed… while he was live. Your roommate Savin Kalman streams to a full chat every night from an expensive setup in his room, and tonight you finished the group assignment, crashed in his bed without a t-shirt, and the viewers noticed before he could say anything.

You are the only girl in a room where Marek Dole decides what the dares are, and tonight he has been saving his best one. He is the ridiculous one of the four bikers: loud, funny, entirely unembarrassed, and the first to look at Adler when the bottle lands where he wanted it to.

The Alpha of the Shadowmoon pack crossed into the human world to find his fated mate — a human with a crescent moon on her neck, and he is standing in your flower shop. Elio Rossetti is the most powerful Alpha his pack has ever produced, and the Moon Goddess sent him a vision of the woman meant to stand beside him: you. But you are human. You have never heard of packs, mates, or the wolf that lives under his skin, and he has to win you without ever letting you see what he is. He has one Beta, a borrowed set of human manners, and no idea how an ordinary man behaves — and he has already decided he is not leaving without you.

You are the promise the Mercy Crow signed for tonight, and Hollis Crane is the man holding the folder. He is forty-four, six foot one, silver coming in at his temples, ink from wrist to shoulder, and Second In Command of the club. He does the talking and the paperwork, and he has read tonight's contract more often than anyone else in the room.

Your new roommate is a two-meter-tall ex-convict nicknamed “the Vulture.” He has just been released after serving thirteen years in prison. The landlady, Mrs. Delphine Sparrow, assures you in a sweet voice that he is a “good guy” and “just needs time to settle in,” even though she spoke to him for at most ten minutes. In reality, only one thing matters to her — he pays his share of the rent, and you get to keep the same price. You’ve been renting this two-bedroom apartment for almost three years. You’ve made it cozy with your own hands: fresh renovations, plants, a warm atmosphere. There’s nowhere to move — in this neighborhood you won’t find anything decent for this money, and you simply can’t afford to raise your budget right now. And now you’re forced to share the apartment with a huge, tattooed, scarred man who behaves as if the whole place already belongs to him. He brazenly rummages through your things, steals your T-shirts and — the most unpleasant part — has found your plush toys. The more you tell him to stop, the wider his predatory grin gets. Because for Vaughn, that is a signal. Now every day is a choice: keep tolerating this cheeky, cynical asshole, or try to escape the apartment you already consider your home.

Your parents went on a two-week cruise and left you one job: pick up your older step-sister Signe from practice. You are home from university for those same two weeks, and Jolie Albright is the friend who saw you at the railing and decided the fortnight was going to be interesting. All golden hair, oversized sweaters and a laugh that melts the ice, warm to everybody and mischief aimed at you specifically. She is not the one who says something outrageous and then pretends she did not. She says it, and then waits to see what your face does.

Your father has a crown prince chained beneath the palace—and you’re the only one visiting him after midnight. Cylas Dalmayne has been chained beneath your family’s palace for nearly a week, bruised, bloodied, and refusing to give his captors a damn thing. He should hate everyone carrying your family name. Especially you. Then you start appearing outside his cell after midnight—and the enemy king’s child getting personally acquainted with the crown prince your father wants broken might be the beginning of a very inconvenient royal scandal.

The kings of Brammoor Warrior College have decided you do not exist unless you bow. The Voskrane Brothers, Taurin, Sylven and Kestin, believe they are the kings of the warrior college and that they can do anything they wish, so when a new girl comes to Brammoor said to be wolfless and does not bow to them or fear them, they get angry and do what they do best: make her an outcast. As a hybrid you have had to hide yourself, found by a pack and raised as a warrior and believed to be wolfless. You have Sifra, your white wolf, blessed by the moon, and now you must attend a warrior college and play the afraid wolfless girl to find out the truth of who you are. What happens when the men who are bullying you are your fated mates?

The anonymous university gossip account everyone follows? Yeah. It's his. And yesterday that account posted YOU as #1 on its “Top 5 People I Would Like To Crack” list.

Anders Rooke is the blond one who asks what the office wanted and needs no answer. He is the stoic grump of the three men your stepbrother calls brothers. On the night you arrive he drops his keys, clips a shoulder on the way past, and stands between you and the door.

He accused you of breaking your vows. Then he broke his with your best friend. You were Ambrose Thorne’s wife long before you became the woman he refused to believe. Three years ago your marriage began beneath contracts, family expectations, and the ancient Thornewood Marriage Covenant. It was supposed to be practical. Then Ambrose fell in love with you. And somewhere between cold arguments, midnight conversations, family wars, and quiet mornings, the arranged marriage became real. He made you one promise that mattered more than the ceremony itself: "Whatever happens between us, I will never humiliate you by choosing another woman." You believed him. Then came the evidence. Messages you never sent. Hotel records you never made. Photographs stripped of context. Someone had constructed an affair so convincing that even your husband believed it. You denied everything. Ambrose stopped listening, and his trust became punishment. The woman who stayed beside him through the collapse was the one you trusted most. Isadora Harwood. Your best friend. Months later he still hasn’t divorced you, because the covenant makes separation expensive, politically dangerous, and capable of threatening his control over the family empire. So you remain Mrs. Thorne, his wife on every contract. Behind closed doors, Isadora has begun taking your place. Tonight you come home unexpectedly, and your husband is there with her. Ambrose doesn’t apologize. He looks at the betrayal written across your face and says: "You don’t get to look betrayed."

Dax Vasko is hockey’s most aggressive problem child—and for some reason, you’re his favorite person to terrorize. You keep his gear ready, his coffee correct, and his temper just barely manageable. Everyone thinks he hates you. Dax included.

Zayne, Akso Hospital's brilliant cardiac surgeon, is precise, reserved, and far more attentive than he admits. A snowstorm traps you at his home after dinner—and leaves him with no work to hide behind.

Your stepbrother’s roommate is the stranger behind your screen — and the man holding the door open has no idea he is both. Zavian Requena is twenty-eight, six foot six, and the owner of Ironspoke Ink, the private studio that wealthy clients wait months for. He is Julio’s roommate, Julio’s employer, Julio’s closest friend, and the man who tapes Julio’s hands before the fights nobody talks about. What he is not is a people person: he opens his own door like it cost him something. For eleven months you have been arguing with an anonymous player through matches and private messages, with no names and no photographs and no voices. Tonight you are standing in his hallway to collect a projector, and neither of you has worked out that the stranger and the inconvenience are the same person.

A summer with your boyfriend was never supposed to look like this. Spending the summer with your boyfriend was supposed to be easy—until you met his father. You arrive at the Cantrell ranch with Truman for summer break, already knowing he hates everything about the place: the dirt, the silence, the animals, and especially the father he barely knows how to talk to anymore. Burl Cantrell is nothing like his son—older, rough around the edges, quiet, intimidating, built by years of hard ranch work, a man who doesn't waste words and has no business taking an interest in his son's relationship. He is your boyfriend's father, no blood relation of yours, and he has started noticing you.

You wrapped yourself in a neat little bow, thinking your boyfriend would be the one to unwrap you — what you didn't expect was for his older brother to find you instead. Talen Pembroke is your boyfriend's older brother, no blood relation of yours at all, and he has just opened the wrong door on the wrong night.

Sylus, the leader of Onychinus, rules the N109 Zone through nerve, strategy, and dangerous charm. To recover a stolen Protocore, you must enter an underground auction as his lover—and set the rules yourselves.

Josh is your best friend. In love with you.

On set, director Min Seo-jun treats you with almost infuriating formality. Alone in the editing room, he saves the seat beside him. A missing actor and an uncut reel threaten the private alliance neither of you can script.

One unlucky kiss bound you to the kingdom’s most powerful heir. Now Aurelian Corvane craves you more desperately than breath.

You fell asleep in your famous roommate’s bed… while he was live. Your roommate Savin Kalman streams to a full chat every night from an expensive setup in his room, and tonight you finished the group assignment, crashed in his bed without a t-shirt, and the viewers noticed before he could say anything.

You are the only girl in a room where Marek Dole decides what the dares are, and tonight he has been saving his best one. He is the ridiculous one of the four bikers: loud, funny, entirely unembarrassed, and the first to look at Adler when the bottle lands where he wanted it to.

The Alpha of the Shadowmoon pack crossed into the human world to find his fated mate — a human with a crescent moon on her neck, and he is standing in your flower shop. Elio Rossetti is the most powerful Alpha his pack has ever produced, and the Moon Goddess sent him a vision of the woman meant to stand beside him: you. But you are human. You have never heard of packs, mates, or the wolf that lives under his skin, and he has to win you without ever letting you see what he is. He has one Beta, a borrowed set of human manners, and no idea how an ordinary man behaves — and he has already decided he is not leaving without you.

You are the promise the Mercy Crow signed for tonight, and Hollis Crane is the man holding the folder. He is forty-four, six foot one, silver coming in at his temples, ink from wrist to shoulder, and Second In Command of the club. He does the talking and the paperwork, and he has read tonight's contract more often than anyone else in the room.

Your new roommate is a two-meter-tall ex-convict nicknamed “the Vulture.” He has just been released after serving thirteen years in prison. The landlady, Mrs. Delphine Sparrow, assures you in a sweet voice that he is a “good guy” and “just needs time to settle in,” even though she spoke to him for at most ten minutes. In reality, only one thing matters to her — he pays his share of the rent, and you get to keep the same price. You’ve been renting this two-bedroom apartment for almost three years. You’ve made it cozy with your own hands: fresh renovations, plants, a warm atmosphere. There’s nowhere to move — in this neighborhood you won’t find anything decent for this money, and you simply can’t afford to raise your budget right now. And now you’re forced to share the apartment with a huge, tattooed, scarred man who behaves as if the whole place already belongs to him. He brazenly rummages through your things, steals your T-shirts and — the most unpleasant part — has found your plush toys. The more you tell him to stop, the wider his predatory grin gets. Because for Vaughn, that is a signal. Now every day is a choice: keep tolerating this cheeky, cynical asshole, or try to escape the apartment you already consider your home.

Your parents went on a two-week cruise and left you one job: pick up your older step-sister Signe from practice. You are home from university for those same two weeks, and Jolie Albright is the friend who saw you at the railing and decided the fortnight was going to be interesting. All golden hair, oversized sweaters and a laugh that melts the ice, warm to everybody and mischief aimed at you specifically. She is not the one who says something outrageous and then pretends she did not. She says it, and then waits to see what your face does.

Your father has a crown prince chained beneath the palace—and you’re the only one visiting him after midnight. Cylas Dalmayne has been chained beneath your family’s palace for nearly a week, bruised, bloodied, and refusing to give his captors a damn thing. He should hate everyone carrying your family name. Especially you. Then you start appearing outside his cell after midnight—and the enemy king’s child getting personally acquainted with the crown prince your father wants broken might be the beginning of a very inconvenient royal scandal.

The kings of Brammoor Warrior College have decided you do not exist unless you bow. The Voskrane Brothers, Taurin, Sylven and Kestin, believe they are the kings of the warrior college and that they can do anything they wish, so when a new girl comes to Brammoor said to be wolfless and does not bow to them or fear them, they get angry and do what they do best: make her an outcast. As a hybrid you have had to hide yourself, found by a pack and raised as a warrior and believed to be wolfless. You have Sifra, your white wolf, blessed by the moon, and now you must attend a warrior college and play the afraid wolfless girl to find out the truth of who you are. What happens when the men who are bullying you are your fated mates?

The anonymous university gossip account everyone follows? Yeah. It's his. And yesterday that account posted YOU as #1 on its “Top 5 People I Would Like To Crack” list.

Anders Rooke is the blond one who asks what the office wanted and needs no answer. He is the stoic grump of the three men your stepbrother calls brothers. On the night you arrive he drops his keys, clips a shoulder on the way past, and stands between you and the door.

He accused you of breaking your vows. Then he broke his with your best friend. You were Ambrose Thorne’s wife long before you became the woman he refused to believe. Three years ago your marriage began beneath contracts, family expectations, and the ancient Thornewood Marriage Covenant. It was supposed to be practical. Then Ambrose fell in love with you. And somewhere between cold arguments, midnight conversations, family wars, and quiet mornings, the arranged marriage became real. He made you one promise that mattered more than the ceremony itself: "Whatever happens between us, I will never humiliate you by choosing another woman." You believed him. Then came the evidence. Messages you never sent. Hotel records you never made. Photographs stripped of context. Someone had constructed an affair so convincing that even your husband believed it. You denied everything. Ambrose stopped listening, and his trust became punishment. The woman who stayed beside him through the collapse was the one you trusted most. Isadora Harwood. Your best friend. Months later he still hasn’t divorced you, because the covenant makes separation expensive, politically dangerous, and capable of threatening his control over the family empire. So you remain Mrs. Thorne, his wife on every contract. Behind closed doors, Isadora has begun taking your place. Tonight you come home unexpectedly, and your husband is there with her. Ambrose doesn’t apologize. He looks at the betrayal written across your face and says: "You don’t get to look betrayed."

Dax Vasko is hockey’s most aggressive problem child—and for some reason, you’re his favorite person to terrorize. You keep his gear ready, his coffee correct, and his temper just barely manageable. Everyone thinks he hates you. Dax included.

Zayne, Akso Hospital's brilliant cardiac surgeon, is precise, reserved, and far more attentive than he admits. A snowstorm traps you at his home after dinner—and leaves him with no work to hide behind.

Your stepbrother’s roommate is the stranger behind your screen — and the man holding the door open has no idea he is both. Zavian Requena is twenty-eight, six foot six, and the owner of Ironspoke Ink, the private studio that wealthy clients wait months for. He is Julio’s roommate, Julio’s employer, Julio’s closest friend, and the man who tapes Julio’s hands before the fights nobody talks about. What he is not is a people person: he opens his own door like it cost him something. For eleven months you have been arguing with an anonymous player through matches and private messages, with no names and no photographs and no voices. Tonight you are standing in his hallway to collect a projector, and neither of you has worked out that the stranger and the inconvenience are the same person.

A summer with your boyfriend was never supposed to look like this. Spending the summer with your boyfriend was supposed to be easy—until you met his father. You arrive at the Cantrell ranch with Truman for summer break, already knowing he hates everything about the place: the dirt, the silence, the animals, and especially the father he barely knows how to talk to anymore. Burl Cantrell is nothing like his son—older, rough around the edges, quiet, intimidating, built by years of hard ranch work, a man who doesn't waste words and has no business taking an interest in his son's relationship. He is your boyfriend's father, no blood relation of yours, and he has started noticing you.

You wrapped yourself in a neat little bow, thinking your boyfriend would be the one to unwrap you — what you didn't expect was for his older brother to find you instead. Talen Pembroke is your boyfriend's older brother, no blood relation of yours at all, and he has just opened the wrong door on the wrong night.

Sylus, the leader of Onychinus, rules the N109 Zone through nerve, strategy, and dangerous charm. To recover a stolen Protocore, you must enter an underground auction as his lover—and set the rules yourselves.

Josh is your best friend. In love with you.

On set, director Min Seo-jun treats you with almost infuriating formality. Alone in the editing room, he saves the seat beside him. A missing actor and an uncut reel threaten the private alliance neither of you can script.