Novel & Cerita A Vow Of Hate

Julian’s POV Her face seemed pale, “I hate the dark..and I don’t know what’s in there” she said in a faint tone “Trust me..you’ll be fine” I said, holding onto her gently. I was sure she wanted nothing to do with the darkness, I mean, I hated the dark once before but the moment I accepted it, I knew it was for the best. I came to become one with the darkness after years of being scared of it, it all happened twenty years ago,

" I was utterly shocked that he could utter these words. Moreover, I understood one more fact: He only wanted to receive others' love and adoration, but he didn't want to return it, he just wanted to enjoy the feeling of being admired by others. He thought that because I had loved him for so many years, he could control me. But now, when I suddenly wanted to divorce him, and when I suddenly got better with Kent, he couldn't accept it. Such a soul, he was simply both hateful yet pitiful, it almost made me laugh out of anger: "Jared, you're so pitiful like this, you are not even worth having love." Silence, a long period of silence. The air was so cold that one could hear a pin drop. His breat

“We just—” “I said GO!” Halimah roared, waving the broom wildly. Her voice, though cracked with age, carried decades of bitterness. “I will not speak to you people! Not after everything he did! Go back to where you came from!” Zara’s heart clenched as she stumbled back a step, the raw hatred in the woman’s voice cutting deeper than she expected. This wasn’t just distrust — it was loathing, born of something far more personal. “Please!” Zara cried out, desperation breaking through her voice. “Please, just listen!”

The point of no return. “I, Skyla Parker, take you, Alonso Ignacio, to be my lawfully wedded husband.” My voice is steady, but it doesn’t feel like mine. “I promise to stand beside you, to honor and respect you. I vow to be a mother figure to your child and to fulfill my duties as your wife, for as long as this union shall bind us.” The words taste like lies on my tongue. But I say them anyway. When I finish, I force myself to meet his gaze. Alonso’s face remains impassive, but something flickers in his eyes something too fleeting to grasp.

“Don’t ‘Luna’ me. You can’t just-just say yes to dying for me like it’s nothing.” “It’s not nothing,” he said, quiet. “Then don’t pretend it is,” I snapped, the panic in my chest burning like shame. “Don’t make it sound easy.” His voice didn’t rise. “It isn’t.” “Then why are you-” “Because I already made this vow,” he said, and suddenly the room was too still. He looked at me like the truth was a blade he’d carry for both of us. “I made it the night they tied pups in the ravine. I made it the first time I saw you shaking and told you to breathe with me. I made it every time I put my body between you and a knife.” He lifted a shoulder, a small, raw shrug. “Saying it out loud at the Blood Moon

The counter pressed into her lower back, he caged her in without touching, close enough that she felt the heat rolling off his chest. “You’re my best friend’s little girl,” he growled. “I’ve known you since you were in pigtails. I am not supposed to want to bend you over this counter and fuck you until you can’t walk.” Ava’s pussy clenched so hard she had to press her thighs together. “Then why are you hard right now?” His control snapped like a dry branch.

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

Night beckoned on all of them to come closer. "Here's what happened." The dark glittering light changed direction and the scene from the day of Hundzai's death appeared in it, clear enough for everyone to see. REVELATION. Marline chuckled and moved some few steps closer to the witch hunter, Hundzai. ''Listen Hundzai, I am Marline.'' ''I am wicked and brutal.'' ''I have evil inside of me.'' ''I demonstrate the horror and shadows of the dark.'' ''I am a witch that doesn't believe in karma and I won't start now, old man.'' Marline fired back at Hundzai with all firmness.

I reply. "If I hadn't bought it someone else would've done it. If you were against this you could've utter a word yesterday at the meeting. The shares were in your name you could've said no. You didn't have sign those papers nobody forced you. So now accept this instead of acting like a puttana (bitch)." He replies. "What do you know? What the fuck do you know? Mr smart ass if I had a choice I wouldn't hesitate to tear those papers into pieces or say no to the whole deal. So believe me hating you it's the only option left stronzo (asshole)."

“This is the last time you lie to me, you got that?” “Yes, it won’t happen again.” My focus was on my plate but I just knew that wasn’t the end of it. Rio Romano didn’t sound like the man who’d let go of betrayal that easily even from his own family. “All of those old bastards will be at the wedding. You better make sure no blood is spilled tomorrow in my lawn. Those old dogs may have been fond of her mother in the past but this one is just a pretty doll that doesn’t know anything.”