A Vow Of No Forgiveness Novels & Stories

"It can. If you don't heal. If you don't get help. That's why we're here. To make sure you heal." Nova was angry. "She shot Daddy. She could have killed him." "I know. You have every right to be angry." "But Mommy forgave her. How? Why?" Isla took Nova's hand. "Because holding onto hate would have poisoned me. Forgiveness wasn't for Vivian. It was for me. So I could be free." "What if I don't want to forgive her?" "Then you don't. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Everyone's healing looks different."

Three years of love, wasted on a man who couldn't feel. Three years. Not three days.Not three months . Over a thousand nights believing in a future which never existed. Even a dog would be treated with more kindness. Clenching her fists, She bit her lips so hard that it bled. “ I will sign”. She scrawled her name, each stroke firm and final. “After the divorce, I will leave Abuja. If we ever meet again… we will be strangers “. “Fine”, he said with mocking ease. “just the way I want it”. As she handed him the pen,tears streamed down her face.

I would not let this ungrateful brat ruin Quinn's life again, not in a million years. My refusal made her stomp her feet in frustration. Just as she was about to say something else, a cool voice interrupted. "Even if she were willing to let go, I wouldn't agree to it." Quinn had returned and was now standing beneath the willow tree. His gaze was icy and resolute.

on to have you. You're mine. And if you agree to marry me, I'll have you out of this place within three days." I literally couldn't believe what I was hearing for a moment. The anger started to boil in my stomach as my heart suddenly spiked. Was he serious? After everything he had ever done to me, this man thought he could stand in front of me now and ask for my hand in marriage. Asking to claim me again? His sense of ownership was twisted and repulsive. David did not care for me, and he never had. And here he was again, looking to manipulate me once more, dangling this freedom in front of me as some kind of prize I could win if only I sold my soul to the devil. The weight of his offer caugh

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "I have already reconsider my decision, I will accept you and I have forgiven you......" "Forgiven me for what?"

"Swear that if you ever try to claim those shares, you forfeit everything." Penelope's eyes darted around the room, finding no allies. "I..." her voice cracked. "I swear." "Louder." "I swear that if I break my oath regarding Diana Knight's shares," Penelope's voice strengthened with desperate anger, "I forfeit everything. My name, my possessions, my home..." "And?" "And..." tears slipped down her cheeks. "And everyone who calls me family or friend." "Perfect." Ashlyn's smile was victorious. "Now seal it."

I hold the picture up for her to see, “and here is you kissing him. You can't see his face clearly for the obvious reason that his face is buried on yours but you can see his tattoo, clearly identifying him.” I was ready to give her the world, I put her first in everything and that still wasn't enough for her. “I'm an idiot,” I murmured, staring into her eyes one more time feeling more broken than ever. “I never want to see you again. Get out of my house” I say quietly. “Adam, I don't know who's behind this or what they stand to gain from it but I need you to remember the promise you made to me. I need you to trust me and know that I'm telling the truth.” She walks a step closer, “I didn't d

"In case you misinterpret me, Irene... I don't hate your mom anymore. Even before she died, I already forgave her for all the mistakes she had left with me while she's still alive. Because on the day of our wedding , I swore to the Lord... for all the sins she commits, I shall always give her my forgiveness." "For all humans couldn't prevent committing a mistake, shall I have considered that as I accept your mother to be my wife, I have sworn to the Lord not to plant resentments in my heart... and I will always love your mother, always giving her the love that I promised to her even before our wedding... and to continue loving her despite all the mistakes she has done... and I will always co

"One more chance, seraphim... Please, one more chance, Seraphina. I will prove to you that—" "Desmond." I cupped his face. "I will not leave." Then I reached for his hair and stroked it. "Didn't I tell you before that I can forgive? That is one of my vows, remember?" He nodded. "I will forgive you only once. However, if this happens again, I will not forgive you anymore. I will divorce our marriage and I will break our mate bond. Do you understand me, cinnamon?" I said in my sweet tone, threatening him.

I made a vow. Vows are more that promises. They have greater potency that the words of mere promises. I vowed never to turn a human or to feed from a human the day I made that dreadful mistake. What mistake? I killed the man I loved. I fed from him and drained every pint of blood he had in him. So I made my vow. I, Kayla, will never feed. I'll die from thirst and hunger before I ever feed. And because I was turned to a vampire against my will, I will never turn a human to the monster I have now become.