Blood Oath Series Novels & Stories

She sat down next to him, "If you are truly ours...what can you say of the blood oath sworn at the riverbend?" Elijah searched through his fragmented memories and every dream. He did recall there was an oath of that sort, but he didn't know how to explain it well, purely following instinct as he answered, "That oath was made to bind more than flesh. It was about trust. About never abandoning one another, even if the river floods, even if the world burns. I don't remember the words...But I know the weight of them. And I swear to you now, I'll uphold it. Whether I remember or not,"

I have no idea how I am to get this out of here without them noticing, but I nod all the same. This is really happening. I hear them all walk over. Caleb has a sombre expression and I steal my face, preparing for the worst. “Kara … it seems when your father made the deal not only did he seal the document with his blood he,” Caleb pauses swallowing I don’t think I have ever seen him like this, Sabastian is smoking behind him with his jaw clenched and Ethan holds onto Aurora whispering something to her. I feel my blood go cold hearing my pulse ringing in my ears. “He also took a sample of your blood as well it’s on the document. It’s a blood oath the agreement.” He finishes as I hear mum gasp,

Michelle swears taking the glass taking a sip then bows her head. “I, Thane Haner swear, my loyalty to Alpha Raven Holmes and to my pack, Wolf Creek, as your Gamma,” Thane swears with a crooked grin taking the glass and drinking some. Embry and I both raise an eyebrow at his cockiness wondering if he’ll be able to keep up with the title. “I, Jacoby Waters, swear my loyalty to Alpha Raven Holmes and to Wolf Creek,” Jacoby is next drinking from the glass. I stand stunned and surprised at how quick they are to do this.

The Royal’s Oath is a sacred magical vow exclusive to the Were royal bloodline, binding the speaker to their word with an unbreakable force. Once sworn, the Oath manifests as a sigil—glowing silver script that appears on the royal’s skin and fades once the promise is fulfilled. It is a mark of power, trust, and absolute authority. It was once a power that dates back to the first Were kings, who wielded it to command loyalty from their subjects and assure them that they are worthy of their loyalty and reverence.

It was only after the archer carefully explained the sequence of events that he saw, along with taking a blood oath swearing all of it to be the truth and not dying on the spot that the entire group had believed his words, albeit slightly. (*Hidden gimmick alert: A blood oath is similar to swearing on one's Dao as seen in most wuxia novels. It's a thing in Immortal Era, allowing NPCs and creatures with intelligence to swear on their blood to prove a truth. These oaths are to be taken very seriously as breaking them means instant death by a blood-red lightning bolt from the heavens. The players can experience something similar by making a contract with the system as the witness, but this won'

The blood oath was a bond among people, who swear their loyalty and confraternity to each other, connecting them through their blood. The bond allowed the tied ones to communicate through the mental conversations. I was going to be tied to the bond that all the soldiers, and guards share with the royal family.

Alphas were supposed to be at the top of the food chain, so they never took well to being ordered. “I’m sorry. I just need to make sure you keep it to yourself. The decision to accept or decline my offer will be yours alone. And if you accept, I will need you to make a blood oath.” “Hey, wait a minute—” “Please hear me out.” A blood oath was a dangerous thing. If Chase ever broke his promise, his death would be quick and painful. “Okay, fine. What do you need?”

Oliver holds his hand out while Rhett tucks the dagger of death back into his belt. “Do you Oliver swear allegiance to me, Queen Lamia? Do you swear to protect and uphold the laws of MacTire? Do you pledge your service to the Kingdom of MacTire and to its people?” Oliver doesn’t wince when I draw the blade down his palm, “I swear to the moon goddess that I shall serve, protect, and uphold the standards the people of MacTire deserve. I pledge my allegiance to you and serve the realm under your rule.” Pressing our palms together, our blood mingles, and the energy from the oath begins to resonate through the both of us, “With this promise you enter a blood pact. Breaking this blood pact will re

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Speaking directly to the camera. “If you’re seeing this, it means I failed to stop it. It means Vitale’s hands went deeper than we ever planned. Your father thought I was weak. I let him think it. But I kept records. I buried them in systems no one would check. I’ve marked names. Transactions. Deeds. You’ll find them in the server labeled Oathkeeper. Password is your birthdate backward. Find it. Use it. And don’t trust Alessio.” The screen blinked again.