After The Vows Novels & Stories

“Money doesn’t buy loyalty to the Swan. Your father couldn’t save your mother, and he sure as hell can’t save you. That alliance with the Volkov’s? It’s going to get you both buried. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure the message gets sent loud and clear with you dead.” Victor made a weak gurgle, his hand twitching on the table. I reached for him again. “Victor, just hold on for a bit. Please.” The waitress pulled a gun from under her apron, pointing it straight at my chest. “Now you get to join him. No more questions. No more digging. The Swan sends her regards, DeLorenzo.” I slowly reached for my gun, she noticed. “Wait, don’t...” She fired without another word.

PART 14 “As I said earlier, this ceremony is not just a wedding. It is also the rekindling of a friendship we once believed was lost.” Victor paused for a moment, his calm voice echoing through the grand hall. Hundreds of eyes remained fixed on him while the soft golden lights above reflected against the crystal decorations hanging from the ceiling. “On behalf of my family and myself, thank you to everyone who came here today. I hope you are all enjoying yourselves. Thank you.”

Then he addressed us and told us about the responsibilities we will be taking after speaking the vows. After all that, we were asked to take our vows. “I, Vincent Smith, take thee, Ashley Jones, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I pledge thee my faith to you," he spoke and I listened to it really well. I will just repeat it.

Meeting Jared's gaze directly, she calmly spoke, "Yes, you're handsome with a refined demeanor. You carry an air of dignity. Any woman would be impressed upon seeing you, and I'm no exception. Moreover, I was heartbroken by a terrible man and happened to cross paths with you. So, I... uh, I might have lost control for a moment." Upon hearing her words, a surge of joy swept through Jared's heart. It radiated from his eyes, giving his face an infectious vibrancy, like the warmth of spring. Taking a sigh, Julia lowered her head, continuing her act. "But I know we come from different worlds. On the day we got married, I promised you I wouldn't develop any feelings for you. I won't be drawn to yo

“I, Chandler Andrew Parker take you Millie Wilson as my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish you for the rest of my life, for better or for worse… till death do us part.” After Chandler placed the ring on her finger, it was her time to say her vow. “I, Millie Wilson take you Chandler Andrew Parker to be my husband…” She paused, swallowing hard and looking at Chandler. Her hand was trembling as she held the ring on the guy’s hand. “…and I will cherish you…” She wasn’t able to finish her sentence anymore, when a loud bang echoed inside the church.

All I could do was sit there, staring at him. "Yes, you're grown enough to understand it," he began, his voice cold and calculated. "I won't circle around my words. I'll come straight to the point, the company's sales have been decreasing over the past two years and despite all our efforts we haven't been able to recover So after much discussion, we and Valor&Co. decided to join hands. Your marriage to Rowan Valor, the CEO would solidify this partnership and guarantee the future of the business"

Maya’s knock interrupted, her eyes flicking between us, her snobbery clear, but Liam dismissed her, his focus on me. As the day ended, the office emptying, Maya lingered, her smirk as she passed my desk. “Don’t get too comfortable,” she said, her voice low. “Liam’s engaged, remember?” Her words stung, Clarisse’s flight from the country was a reminder of the past, but Liam’s love, his vow renewal, bound us.

Liam’s POV If you think you have had a bad day, then I’ve had worse. First, I was left at the altar by the woman I was supposed to marry because of the ring bearer. Second, I got a child. My ring bearer. Let’s roll the tape back. “What? You’re surprised?” Lola stepped closer and whispered so that only I could hear her. She looked at me like I had fallen directly into her trap. And yes, I did. I fell directly into her trap.

Chase leaned back, creating a small distance between them. He closed his eyes as he said without looking at her, "This KING is promised to you that I, CHASE DANIEL MILLER, could never lay a finger on you without your consent. This is my Vow and I'm certain that you know two scary vows are for us, for The Millers. The rulers of VitraVand Kingdom. That's why we rarely make vows because we don't break vows. We can't break vows and now, You can't break our engagement" His last words sounded very threatening to her as Nishma was speechless and it was true that she saw his other demonic side for the first time in her 19 years of life.

"Three years, two months, and fourteen days. I've been counting every single one. I've been counting every moment we lost." I laugh. "I've been counting too. Every single one." "Good. Then we're even. Then we're exactly where we're supposed to be. Exactly where we were always meant to be." The vows are simple. No long speeches. No fancy words. Just us. Just the truth. Ethan goes first.