Alluring Secret Black Vow Novels & Stories

My wolf whimpered, aching and wounded, but ready to break free. I staggered upright, trembling fingers seeking the Bond-breaking agreement buried in my bag— Then darkness swallowed me whole. My body surrendered. I collapsed into silence.

You know how much I hate that and don’t bother lying to me I can tell by your behavior” James asked with a grim look on his face Lora stood up suddenly, sighing heavily. She was never good in keeping secrets and the man sitting besides her was her husband. She began to pace up and down in dilemma. ‘Are you going to tell me what is going on or do I have to ask you again?’ James asked and there was no mistaking the undercurrent of anger in his tone Lora turned to look at him, ‘James please, I am asking you to promise me that you will not overreact after hearing what I am about to say and please please swear that you will not repeat any of it to anyone until the matter is resolved.’ Lora pleade

I moved off the bench and knelt on the ground to force him to look at me. He stared at me with an intensity that made it feel as if goosebumps were forming over my skin. I wasn’t sure if they were good or bad or if it was simply because I was eager to know. Finally, he sighed, and I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth and waited for him to say something. “I was sworn to secrecy, and if he finds out I let it slip, it could get me in a lot of trouble.” “I vow on the Goddess that I will not tell him you told me anything!” Even if I wasn’t a werewolf, I shouldn’t have vowed upon the Goddesses name, as I was now bound by the Vow.

“No problem, I’ll be back with your drink.” She left the bathroom, and I immediately answered the call, my voice trembling with anger and fear. “What do you want?” The same distorted voice chuckled on the other end. “Relax, sweetie. All I want is a little money to keep your secret safe. Simple, right?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Money? You want money?” “Of course,” the voice said casually, as if this was a normal conversation. “I’ll send you the bank details later. Make sure you pay up, or your little secret will be all over the place.”

His eyes burned gold. The bond pulled her across the stones like a leash. They stopped a breath apart. The high priest—an ancient she-wolf with milk-white eyes—began the chant. Old words. Hungry words. Cassius took Elara’s hands. His claws pricked her palms. “Seraphine Valcour Blackthorn,” he said, voice rough with emotion. “I claim you as my mate, my queen, my forever.” Elara looked up at him. For a moment, the ghost of the woman she had been ached inside her chest.

“Tsk, tsk, Kolya… Wouldn’t want her to wake up too soon, would we?” The chill in my blood solidified. Viktor Natov emerged from the darkness behind her, dressed entirely in black. He looked like a specter, his smile curved like a scythe, and in his hand, he held a small device. A trigger. “Welcome,” he said, tone falsely cheerful. “To the end.” Dante stepped forward, his voice sharp with alarm. “Viktor, what the hell is this? You said you wanted to talk.” Viktor raised a brow. “And we will. But not before our lovely audience is seated.” He stepped closer to Alessia, crouching behind her. “Alessia, darling, say hi.”

I had just canceled all the banquet arrangements and hadn't had time to inform our parents. My wife-to-be, Rhiannon Tate, came back right at that moment. She had just given birth, so she looked a bit weak. But as soon as she opened the door, she started berating me! "Have you deleted the comments? You're making Lionel look bad, do you know that?" she barked. Then, she walked over to me and leaned in slightly. My expression turned terrifyingly dark. My fiancée had lied about going abroad to study and secretly gave birth to Lionel Devine's baby. Lionel was her childhood sweetheart.

Jared stood up, his attention ensnared by the mesmerizing sight that materialized before him. A vision of elegance and allure descended the staircase, captivating him with every step. The girl before him was a breathtaking transformation from the casual appearance he had grown accustomed to. She wore a black off-shoulder dress, adorned with intricate lace details that traced the curve of her collarbone. The alluring expanse of her neckline, punctuated by a delicate beauty mark, held an enchanting allure.

She can keep talking until she's ready to say the truth "I'll do anything to prove myself that I'm sincere. Let me pledge my allegiance to you again... I, Victoria Ariel Hampton, do swear that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to you, Alpha Thor Silver of the Silver-Moon pack, according to law. My wolf, I pledge to fight for and beside you and my body I pledge as your concubine to give you pleasure whenever you so desire..." She finished saying in a firm and determined voice while still looking into my eyes

The air was stifling, thick with coconut oil, jasmine, sea salt, warm milk, sweat, and the sharp undercurrent of ambition and distrust. Viktor Voss and Isolde approached the altar like predators claiming new territory. Viktor’s eyes fixed hungrily on Sophia’s pregnant form. Isolde’s gaze burned as she looked at Aurora. “Tonight we seal the future,” Viktor announced, his voice carrying across the sanctuary. “Voss seed in Kane wombs. Kane seed in Voss wombs. One unbreakable empire.” Sophia met his gaze with a slow, dangerous smile. “Then take what you believe is yours.”