Black Lantern Oath Novels & Stories

“Long story short, the blood witch extracts blood from both parties and blesses it. Once blessed she mixes them together and pours it over a ceremonial candle. As Dante is the one making the oath of loyalty to Mykel it’s our packs candle that’s to be used.” “Ok I understand but how do you know it’s worked? If it’s his witch what if she just says some fancy words, puts on a magic show but hadn’t actually done it?” I couldn’t help but laugh at her scepticism. Though had I not known all there was to know I guess I would have been sceptical too. “When the blood is poured over the candle and both parties have recited their oath it will ignite. Once ignited the one requesting the oath is magically

“Only choices.” Oathkeeper looks ill and relieved. “Then gods help you.” “We will,” Selene answers—and for once it isn’t a threat. I plant my blade and raise empty hands. “Blackthorn,” I call to wolves, strays, men who stood because standing is work; to priestesses who washed silver from their mouths and kept it out. “No more Ledger. No paper collars. If you promise, do it with your chest. If you fail, say so, and we’ll decide the cost. If you love, do it where we can see.”

“She’s not an ordinary wolf!” Marcus spun to look at her, his dark eyes flashing with incredulity. “What the hell are you talking about?” His voice was edged with disbelief, fear, and a mounting protectiveness that tightened his chest. The healer took a deep breath, steadying herself. “The lantern of life…” she began carefully, her tone measured but heavy with weight. “It symbolizes the very life of a wolf. Only wolves of Royal blood carry it. Its glow reflects the essence of their vitality. If the light of the lantern dies, it means the owner of that lantern has died. And if it flickers… if it is unstable… it means the wolf is fighting for her or his life.”

I wondered how much they had practised this. Leone smiled, looking genuinely pleased. "Then we shall proceed with the ceremonial marking and oath-taking." He gestured to someone off to the side. A priest stepped forward carrying a large bowl. Even from this distance, I could see the dark liquid inside. Blood. Animal blood based on the scent. "Kneel," Leone commanded. The twenty Lycans dropped to their knees immediately. "Repeat after me. I swear on the moon goddess and all that is sacred." "I swear on the moon goddess and all that is sacred."

“By ash and ember, by scale and bone, by the watch kept over the fractured line, I bind myself in the sight of the moon. I will stand between flame and flesh, I will guard the tolling bell until the day I am undone. No hunter’s blade, no wolf’s treachery, no god’s hunger shall touch what I protect. As long as I breathe, I shall keep the charge.” Raven felt something shift like a seal cracking inside the valley as the air thrummed. When Malrik opened his eyes, they shone with molten resolve. “There,” he said. “The oath is spoken.” Raven’s throat worked. He had pledged himself to her in words older than the wolves’ laws.

In the initial announcements, the organizers only mentioned the 5 most basic prizes, the potential prizes were not mentioned, could this award be added right away? But now that doesn't matter anymore. Tinh Ngoc carefully read every word on the information board, until seeing her name appear there, Tinh Ngoc thought she was dreaming. Turns out her passion has been recognized and paid off? Her work is called "darkness", on the whole the work is covered with a dark color. However, in that endless darkness, in that dark vicious circle, there is still a ray of light that carries a powerful force, illuminating the whole space. Those dark shadows represent her uncertainty and uncertainty when she r

“Your heart will rupture, your blood will boil in your veins, and your soul will shatter. Slowly. You’ll wish for death but it won’t come swiftly.” I swallowed. The oath was in some old dialect—ancient, vowel-heavy, with a rhythm like a drumbeat. I repeated the words as best I could, feeling the power lock into place with each syllable. By the time I finished, the red light in the circle flared. I gasped in shock because I honestly wasn’t expecting anything to happen. I stumbled back as the leader stepped into the glow. “You are one of us now,” he said. “A Forsworn initiate. Until death or deeper.”

He held his hand out, not toward us, but upward, like an offering to something the rest of us couldn't see. "From this day on," he said, his voice steady despite the blood running down his wrist, "I swear my loyalty to Lyra Selene Valion, last daughter of the White Wolves. I will serve under her leadership for the rest of my life, and I will spend every day trying to pay back the debt I owe her family for what I helped do to them." He pressed his bleeding palm flat against the stone floor. I watched, completely frozen, as the blood sank right into the rock instead of pooling on top, disappearing as if the floor itself had accepted the oath. "This is my vow. Sealed in blood, before witnesses,

“Some of the rituals require your wolf form. If you can’t shift, you don’t deserve to be Luna. That is why I brought her. Serena will take over.” Darius’s jaw tightened. “You can’t make that decision for me, Mother. I chose Lyra. You don’t get to replace her.” He paused, then a slow, dangerous smirk curved his mouth. “You’ll keep your deal—with both of them. Whoever fucks you better and makes you come harder gets to stay and finish the rituals.” His mother’s face darkened with rage. “You can’t be serious, Darius.” “You can’t back out of a deal, Mother. You made it yourself yesterday.”

“But the chamber is too large for just you and I to search without wasting time. We'll need help.” “You want us to tell people about the chamber…” I said in sudden realization. “Yes.” He said. “Rowan, Kael, Draven, Lyra, Vanessa and Kaida have proven their loyalty to us. I think we can trust them, but they will have to sweat an unbreakable oath just in case.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “An oath? What type of oath?” “A blood and magic oath.” He answered. “It's a type of oath that'll bind them to secrecy forever. If any of them ever think of betraying us in any way be it sabotage, revealing the location of the chamber or anything, the oath will take their lives.”