Broken Vow Book Novels & Stories

He feels jiggly. “Beta Cassian!” the healer gasps loudly, immediately stepping to the side. “Why did you do it?” Cassian grits his teeth, his eyes glaring hard and murderously. It’s at that moment everything comes flooding back and hits him with full force. His and Seth’s bond is now broken, the chaos, the eclipse, and lastly, Kieran stabbed his own mate. The realization of what he has done hits him so hard, and there goes his vision spinning again, while his body aches to fall back, but Cassian holds him steady.

I read aloud, my voice breaking against the words: “The bond of the Moon is singular, eternal. No seed shall flourish in barren ground. Only with the true mate shall life spark, and from their union, the line continues. Any other union is dust, for the wolf’s blood knows its rightful vessel.” The words sank deep, each one slicing me open from the inside. I felt dead. With a roar that ripped through the walls, I snatched the book and hurled it across the room. It slammed against the standing mirror, shattering it into a thousand pieces. My reflection fractured with it, and I screamed in rage, my voice hoarse with betrayal. Eleanor. My chest burned as the name filled my head like poison. Elean

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

My pulse stuttered as I read aloud, whispering each line: “When wolf and witch unite in forbidden breath, one born of both moons shall rise. Bound by blood, marked by flame, to bridge peace or burn every line.” My hands trembled. I flipped to the margin, there were notes scrawled there, older, not my mother’s. One born of both moons. The bond cannot be denied. If broken, war is eternal. I didn’t hear Damon come in. I only felt the air shift, that low hum of his presence pressing against my back. “What are you reading?” he asked quietly. I jumped, snapping the book closed. “Nothing.” He stepped closer. “Don’t lie to me, Ivy.”

Above them, the matriarch rose slowly from her seat, her eyes narrowing, lips pressed into a thin line. “You disappoint me,” she said coldly. Dorian didn’t look at her. “I’m not here to entertain you anymore,” he replied. “I never was.” The words hung in the air like smoke—defiant, dangerous. Dorian turned his back to both Jaxon and the blood-stained arena floor. He walked with a slow, deliberate pace toward the small pedestal where the black invitation lay. The very thing they’d been forced to fight for, like dogs scrambling for scraps under their mother’s table.

Maria’s eyes softened and uttered, “You don’t have to—” “I do,” I interrupted. “You saved my life. Let me return it by changing theirs.” I replied. Carter nodded smiling.I settled back down on the bed, the warmth of their kindness sinking into my bones. I’d lost everything… again.But I hadn’t lost my fire.And now? With my enemies thinking I was ash? Now I get to chose what version of Lovia rises from the ashes and it definitely won't be this version anymore.

“Don’t worry. I got rid of Tiara, too, and cut off all her finances… She became someone else’s mistress, got beaten by the wife, and ended up in the hospital. She still hasn’t woken up…” “I’ve paid my price, too. Can’t we start over?” I looked down at the hand gripping my arm, then lifted my eyes to meet his. He looked nothing like the confident man he once was. Now he was just a hollow, defeated shell. “Do you really think you deserve me?” His grip loosened. “I know I don’t. But can’t you forgive me just this once?” “No.” I looked at him calmly. “My mother entrusted me to you on her deathbed. And what did you do to me?

she whispered. "It’s just enough time to learn how to be a person again," William replied. He stepped closer, pulling her into a quiet, desperate embrace. "We’ve spent ten years talking through glass and ciphers. We’ve been characters in a novel of our own making. But today, the book is closed. This isn't a chapter. This is just... life." They stood there for a long time, held together by the gravity of everything they had survived. The betrayal, the prison walls, the corporate wars, and the shadows of their parents were all gone, replaced by the simple, terrifying reality of a blank page.

I’m a trapped mouse again, the shadow of the hawk falling over me. I see his chiseled face inching closer, his breath now a distinct warmth against my neck. My breath hitches in my throat, and an old, familiar resignation settles into my bones. I turn my head to the side, squeezing my eyes shut so tightly I see stars. This is it. This is the price. There is always a price. His lips hover near my ear, his scent overwhelming me, and I feel the hum of the bond begging to be acknowledged, but I violently shove it down.