Novel & Cerita Blood Oath Book

The scent of the forest clung to them like a curse, and the thought of breathing it in for an entire year made my stomach churn. “Princess.” A man stood by the door, smirk firmly in place as though it were stitched to his lips. “I am Orion, a trusted warrior of Alpha Ynovar.” I arched a brow, my eyes narrowing in faint amusement. “Not even his Beta? How thoughtful of your Alpha to send me off with a guard dog. Clearly, I’m worth so very little as a pet.” I scoffed softly and swept past him, ignoring the hand he extended to help me in. Touching him would have been worse than touching filth.

“There’s more you’re not saying.” I sat on the edge of the bed. “The Council gave me a blood oath when they made me heir. I never told you what it meant.” She frowned. “An oath to kill me if the bond failed.” “No,” I said. “An oath to bind you if it ever breaks.” Her breath caught. “Bind me how?” “With my blood.” I looked at my hand, the faint scar across my palm from the night I swore it. “If the bond fractures, the oath pulls you back to me. It was supposed to be protection, but now it feels like a chain.”

She could not rely on Ethan’s version of truth anymore. Dust swirled in the beam of her flashlight. She pushed aside cracked picture frames, winter coats eaten by moths, boxes of old letters. Then, tucked inside a wooden chest carved with strange symbols, she found another secret. It was not clothes this time, nor a photograph. It was a leather bound book wrapped in red ribbon. The ribbon was stained darker in places, as though it had once been wet with blood. Her hands shook as she untied it. Inside were handwritten pages, her mother’s script looping and sharp. But these were not recipes or family notes. These were oaths, histories, secrets. The title at the top of the first page froze Oliv

They are a chilly reminder of the decision that looms over everything like a fog: betray his blood or lose me forever. Bennet advances with the cloth-wrapped ceremonial dagger. His jaw is clenched as he glances from Callum to me. Bennet states gravely, "The oath must be sealed with blood." "And it has to be accurate. Don't lie. Don't hold back. Unwrapping the dagger, Callum takes it. In the moonlight, the blade gleams. With a little flinch as the blood rises to the surface, I watch him carefully draw it across his hand.

But they didn't know that Tori only took a gamble for the sake of her best course of action. Lady M and the second prince agreed and signed an oath contract. An oath contract was a sacred contract and only a few choose to use this. After signing and reading all the terms and conditions, the three burned the contract together. It was a sign that it was a promise that only the three of them knew. As nobles, Lady M and the second prince respected the oath contract, leaving Tori to feel secure.

Olivia told her. “Why can’t you change it?” she asked her. “Because the first witch made a blood oath with all non-human creatures.” Olivia told her. “Blood oath?” She asked with a confused look. Olivia nodded. “A blood oath is a sacred, unbreakable oath. It’s like an unbreakable contract. Two parties cut their hand and shake it reciting the terms and punishment for breaking it. Once the blood oath is made, it should not be broken under no condition. If anyone of the party breaks the oath, they would die a very terrible death and, in some cases, their future generation would be cursed for a certain time period.” Olivia told her.

Dani quickly caught him and helped him to sit on the sofa again. “It’s done. Khalid has made what I suppose you could call an unbreakable vow. We call it the blood oath. Anything we say to him, he cannot repeat or use in a way that could harm us. The blood oath will take every drop from his veins if he does.” Isis explained, looking a little wobbly herself. I quickly moved to wrap my arm around her so she’d stay upright. “You didn’t have to push yourself.” I whispered, nuzzling her neck.