Novel & Cerita Blood Oath Series

Clenching it tight to the point I felt the blood from my hands. The doctor says nothing. He nods to his goons who push past and come over to me. I pull the sharp shard out and point it to them. “I’m not as stupid as I was.” I giggle. “I will slice your throats and drink your blood!” I growl. “Killian they’re helping you!” my Mum shouts. I look over to her and smile. “Help? They were suppressing the real me not helping!” I shout. While I am distracted; the goons disarm me and throw me to the floor. I scream and scream to the point I cough blood. Again... needle in the neck.

Crimson chuckled. “But you… “ I started to say but trailed off. He wasn’t an Alpha. He didn’t belong to a pack. “He is the firstborn and heir to the Blood Moon Pack. Meaning he could overthrow Tiberius and put an end to his tyranny.” Bishop pushed forward and reminded me. “Maybe, but it’s another problem for another day. Focus on Melia.” Alejandra cleared her throat. “I apologize; please continue.” I refocused my attention on the images on the screen.

" Then Connor saw the surveillance footage. His body went rigid. The expression on his face froze. Several vicious dogs–each taller than Jamie–lunged at him, knocking him to the ground. They tore into his small body. They could not divide what was too small, so they ripped his limbs apart, dragging pieces away. Blood covered the ground as the dogs fought over it, licking it clean. Jamie's shrill cries filled the room. Then came his desperate pleas– "Dad, I know I was wrong… please save me… "Dad… it hurts so much…" Eleanor broke down completely, unable to speak. Doctors rushed in and carried her away. Several of the kennel staff were already kneeling on the ground. The man in front was Trent

BLURB “Why are you everywhere? Why do you appear all around me?” I asked in an almost inaudible voice filled with frustration and weakness “Do I still have to answer that?” He smirked. “Fine, it's simple. You're mine, and I don't plan on letting you go or even sharing you." *** Elena Carter felt heartbroken after finding out her best friend and ex-fiance were having an affair. They called her a liability as she had been with their support after her graduation and her failed attempts to secure a job for over a year. In desperation to avoid the pain that pierced through her heart like a saber, she went to a club where she had a one night stand with someone who turn

Kael had one rule he never broke. Every piece of pack business, big or small, personal or official, he handled in strict order of priority. Never missed a beat. I'm Ella, his promised mate. I'd teased him about it more times than I could count. One evening, I tossed out the same question I'd asked a hundred times before: "Our Moon Vow ceremony has to be at the top of your list by now, right?" Every time I asked, he'd change the subject. There was always something more important. I could never figure out what could possibly matter more than bonding with me. Until the night I accidentally drank wine laced with wolfsbane at a banquet. The pain was unbearable. Kael scooped me up and drove straig

The room rang with the wolves' answering growl, low and unified. Relief and fatigue poured into Darian as his shoulders dropped. One by one, I watched the ceremony repeated. A woman with haunted eyes whispered her renunciation with trembling lips. A pair of brothers, still bruised, spoke with fierce conviction, their jaws clenched in determination. Even the youngest—the boy, none other than Caleb—lifted his chin and spoke the words, though his voice cracked halfway through. With each oath, their blood was added to the bowl. The water grew dark; it was no longer water but crimson-streaked, glowing unnaturally in the firelight.

Dani quickly caught me, helping me back 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 shaky herself.

“No more hiding things.” He froze for a second—just enough for me to feel a little victorious. Then, the smirk returned, darker this time. “Fine,” he said, as if conceding a battle he had no intention of losing. “If you insist… you have to take a blood oath.” I blinked. One, two… nope, no amount of sarcasm could hide the disbelief in my voice. “Excuse me? Blood oath? Are you kidding me?” He raised one brow, that smug tilt of his face making me want to hit him and kiss him at the same time. “Absolutely not kidding.”

“What do you mean? Who am I?!” One figure turned, and though its face was blurred, its eyes fixed on him with piercing clarity. “You are the spark… and the pyre. The oath-breaker’s heir. The fire that burned the bond of the First Kind.” Images exploded in his mind: elves wreathed in flame, werewolves falling beneath rivers of fire, vampires screaming as the sun itself seemed to bleed. And at the center, a man whose face mirrored his own—eyes ablaze, arms outstretched as fire devoured everything.

For the first time since the war began, Blackthorn felt defeated, fear glimmered in their eyes, they couldn’t fight as they had been surrounded and any wrong move would have led to the death of the Alpha’s son. Helpless, the Alpha fell to his knees and offered something else instead; a blood oath that could neither be broken by time, war or love. Harttman accepted it under their own terms. The oath was sealed under the blood moon The oath state that the Blackthorn’s heir would forever be bound to Harttman’s surviving daughter and the union would be the price for peace. It said should the bond ever be broken or rejected the bloodshed would return in tenfold and finally, if the heir of Harrtma