Black Lantern Oath Novels & Stories

The blanket that had covered her showed naked white shoulders, His vision blurred and his legs lost the power to stand up, Logan felt like he had lost a part of himself, and there was nothing left for him now. "Told you!" Ethan whispered in his ears from behind, causing him to feel chills. "Shut up!" Logan roared at Ethan. the sudden loud noise woke up Elsa, she peeked through her sleepy eyes and saw two men standing at the doorway glaring at each other with hate. "Ethan? Is everything alright?" Elsa mumbled as she had seen Ethan's face first and wasn't able to completely process the other image.

Peace. "And I, Artemis White, receive you—blade, oath, soul. Let no contract break, no shadow stray, no death steal this vow from either heart. You are mine, and I am yours. Until blood calls blood." I said, marking the end of this official oath. That tangible strand of black energy that handcuffed us together appeared once more and then disappeared after a mere four seconds.

Kael sliced his palm open, the wound deep and jagged. Blood spilled. It hit the snow with a hiss. Silver. Red. Threaded with flickers of white light. Magic. Saphira stepped forward, eyes wide. “Seren, the Lycan oath, it cannot be broken. If you die, he dies. If you betray him, his soul will shatter. If you fall, ” “I know what it means,” Seren said, her voice iron-soft. Kael held out the blade. Seren took it.

Just as Kirou was contemplating this, he received a message from the system. [System: A is a sacred vow that uses a person's life as a guarantee. Should the person who initiates the oath lie about the contents of the oath or break the oath after making it, they will be struck down by a blood-red lightning bolt from the heavens, turning them to ash instantly. Due to this very condition, individuals would usually shy away from making such an oath when dealing with strangers as it limits their actions under the conditions of the oath while the stranger is free of any such restriction.]

I scoffed and rolled my eyes before scowling at him and shaking my head. “No, you can’t. He invoked a pack oath, an oath to the ancestors and all the descendants of the Ravenfield pack. The moment he swore that oath, every single member of Ravenfiel felt it. If you kill him, we all pay for the break of an oath.” I explained as I looked at Silas, pleading with him with my eyes to understand just exactly what that oath means, what it means for me as much as he can. His eyes go wide and the brown darkens as he comprehends the weight of what Tristan swore.

I smiled at him as well and got one in return. Finally Tristan looked at me and cleared his throat to get my attention, my attention was instantly on him, “We will do it.” This made my heart flutter, though I wasn’t exactly sure why. I hopped off the table, Mat handing me his knife as I approached the group. I took it and sliced my palm, handing it then to Tristan who did the same and handed it to his father, who also followed suit. We pressed our hands together letting our blood mingle, “Alpha Daemon Willow, Alpha-to-be Tristan Willow, do you agree in this oath of blood, to keep everything that is said in this room to yourselves, to not act on it without my permission? Do you agree that fai

"I, High Priestess of the White Circle, accept you as my Ally." Gasps filled the room. This must have never happened before. Zezi nodded, this should be satisfying but it wasn't. It was too easy. It felt really off. "Welcome. Daughter of the Fur." The whole hall repeated after Smoky. Then the ball of smoke spoke again. "But even an Ally must take an oath not go against the pact." Laura stood in front of her with a goblet in her hands, her eyes glowing red as she chanted something unintelligible, while she slip a hand over the goblet, covering the surface with her palm.

He didn't seem fazed at all. Perhaps it wasn't his first time seeing such an anomaly. He had mentioned hating on the witches, yet all Emberlynn could see was magic. Was he blind to that, or did he only accept a few of the witches and deal with the rest? "The blood oath supersedes every other oath there is. So, we shall proceed with the blood oath," Elder Charles said and said towards the altar. The crowd was silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the howling of wolves, crickets, and leaves rustling. All those, as well, soon stopped when Elder Charles stepped towards Emberlynn with a blade that gleamed in the moonlight.

"It was supposed to take my wolf, but for some reason, it didn't, but it had killed the elders." "Maybe it has to do with you being a lycan." I suggested. "Maybe," he agreed. "It feels so surreal. Axel had always been there for me, and now..." Thane left his sentence hanging; he took another gulp of the whiskey. "I have an idea." I said, taking out the white silk material, I had actually gotten this laterns for this very purpose. "What is that?" Thane asked. "They are called sky lanterns" I gave him one. "I want us to do this—not just for Axel but for every single person we lost."

My folks are standing behind me, and I make a small speech to the warriors. “Thank you everyone for joining us today. As you know, our pack finally has an official Luna.” I said smiling. “Now that she is an official ranked member of Blackstone, we are able to further solidify her position by having her take the blood pact. Does everyone agree?” “Yes, Alpha!” I turn to Thalia, and begin, “Do you Thalia, Luna of Blackstone, swear to the Moon Goddess to keep the knowledge of the abilities she grants you in secrecy, only sharing with the other warriors within your pack and with the fighting ranked members within your pack?”