Broken Vow Book Novels & Stories

He murmurs near my ears. I must finish what I started. The pain from the bond is making me woozy, but I don't fall, as he walks away. I hear the whispers from downstairs as students give him a wide space, the bond pulses, not with longing this time. With something darker, vengeful despair, His wolf isn't reaching for me in the bite anymore. He's withdrawing, a cold, terrible realization spread through me, I didn't protect Kieran. I may have broken him, he lifts his head slowly i watch from the stairs where I'm crouched trying to hide my broken heart.

"He said you betrayed him. He said I had to pay the price." I looked at Richard, horror drowning every other emotion. "What are you doing?" "Teaching you a lesson." He pulled out a knife, and the fluorescent lights caught the blade. "Every betrayal has a cost, Aria. Every secret you keep, every person who tries to help you they bleed." "She has nothing to do with this!" "She has everything to do with this." He moved toward Lila, and she screamed. "She is your sister. Your weakness. And until you learn that I am all you have, I will keep taking pieces of your world away."

"I know I was wrong! I dealt with that woman, and I’ve walked away from the Moretti family. Come back with me, please... I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. You can punish me however you want, just come back." I wrenched my hand away and took a disgusted step back. "I’ll say it one more time, sir. I don't know you." I pulled out my phone and dialed the local police right in front of him. "Elena, you can't do this to me... we had a blood oath..." "Shut up," I interrupted coldly. "Mr. Moretti, your so-called blood oath ended the second you gave that sapphire to Sophia. The woman I am now has absolutely nothing to do with you."

I was hovering a few inches above the altar, enveloped by a thick, swirling aura of dark reddish-black energy. The burning on my neck was gone. The mark had completely melted, bleeding upward into a pattern of black, thorny vines that curved over my jawline and rested just beneath my eyes. I lowered my feet back to the stone floor, my movements feeling incredibly light, yet entirely foreign. I stared down at my hands, my nails had turned pitch black, and tendrils of darkness bled lazily from my fingertips. "Magnificent..." Lucien dropped to his knees before me, holding out the black book with hands that shook from pure, fanatical devotion. "Welcome back, First Bride. The seal is broken. Now,

He then lifted my chin and kissed me lightly on the corner of my lips. "Trust me, Cara Mia. This is a win-win situation for both of us." I took a step back, picked up the passage contract, and hid my face in the shadows by the window so that he wouldn't be able to read my face. "Do you love me, Luca?" My voice was entirely devoid of emotion. Luca immediately swore, "Of course, Katerina! I swear on the honor of my Famiglia that I will only love you for the rest of my life!

The word settled deep in my chest, fracturing the last of Elias’s poisonous whispers. I kissed her hard, pouring the reclaimed fire into it—possession, gratitude, the dark promise of what I’d do to protect what was mine. She melted into me, fingers digging into my shoulders, matching my intensity. When we broke apart, both breathing ragged, I rested my forehead against hers. “The Ghost wanted to break me with fractured vows,” I said quietly. “He doesn’t understand. My vows to you—to Alora—they’re what’s going to bury him.” Liora smiled, small but devastating. “Then let’s start digging his grave.”

He felt something inside her reach back through the blood contact—not the instinctive response of a wolf recognizing its mate but something older, something that moved with the certainty of a thing that has been waiting for exactly this. The priestess stumbled back from the altar, one hand pressed flat against her chest. Her milky eyes went wide. She was seeing something in the spirit realm that wasn't supposed to be there. Golden light pulsed at the point where their palms met, faint enough that only those nearest the altar caught it, brief enough that they could explain it away. Caelan didn't look at the light. He looked at his bride. --- — Nyx — The moment their blood mixed, her curse cra

I shook my head, looking down at the water glass she was holding out for me. "There’s no bond left," I whispered. My voice was hoarse, scratched raw from screaming and crying. I took the glass, my hand shaking so bad the water rippled. "He killed it. When he was buried deep inside of Emilia." Piper’s jaw clenched. I saw a muscle jump under her skin. She let out a sharp breath through her teeth. "That asshole! Ugh!" She cursed, turning away to pace a step before spinning back. "Then it is a good thing, there’s no mate bond anymore. I think we kill him off then!"