Broken Vow Novels & Stories

Vivian walked to and fro, her wolf agitated beneath her surface. Her claws seemed on the verge of extending as rage coursed through her veins like a raging fire. She gripped her phone tightly, breathing heavily. The betrayal hurt profoundly, more than any injury she had ever experienced in combat.

She reached up, her fingers sliding into the hair at the nape of his neck, and pulled him back down. The storm finally broke outside, rain lashing against the glass walls of the estate, but inside, the silence was finally gone. It was replaced by the sound of breath, the rustle of clothes, and the terrifying realization that once you break a vow, you can never truly go back to who you were before.

Ella’s breathy moans followed the sound of intense flesh slapping, she begged for more. “Harder, babes. Ahh ... fuck ...” A venomous smirk stretched my lips as my gaze fell on that dumbstruck couple, gawking at the screen in horror. Ella grabbed Xander’s arm as if he could save her now. Utterly disgusted, I took out the file from my purse and waited until the end of the video. Then, I removed my wedding ring and spoke coldly. “Alpha Xander, you have broken your vows of loyalty. So, all our promises are null and void!”

With a soft clink, two dull platinum wedding bands tumbled out. Inside the bands, our initials were still engraved. At that moment, every last bit of strength drained from my body. I lifted a hand to cover my eyes and sobbed. The fifteen-year-old Pierse had made his promise with a heart full of certainty. And the fifteen-year-old Eva was simply happy to believe that the two of them would grow old together. Back then, neither of us knew the truth. When the fifteen-year-old Pierse made that promise, those very words came back like a bullet—hitting the twenty-eight-year-old Pierse right between the eyes.

Somewhere darker. A memory surged forward. Glass shattering. A window breaking. My voice screamed out, "Anthony, what are you doing?" but the sound was drowned by chaos. He stood with his back to me, shoulders tense, fists clenched, a man unraveling. Like a beast. I covered my ears, the sound ringing in my head. My heart pounded, rage igniting like a match struck too close to dry wood. My eyes filled with tears, but it wasn't sadness. It was betrayal. Boiling, blinding betrayal.

Now, all that remained was an emptiness that no amount of whiskey could drown. A sharp knock on the door snapped him from his thoughts. His assistant, Damon, stepped in, holding an envelope. “She left this for you.” Killian snatched it from him, his fingers tightening around the crisp paper. He hesitated before opening it, his pulse hammering against his ribs. Inside, a single note in her delicate handwriting: I loved you once. But love without trust is nothing. And I refuse to be nothing. His grip trembled, rage and regret intertwining in a suffocating grip around his throat. He had broken her. And in doing so, he had broken himself.

“You wear your celibacy like a chain, Connor. It was meant to be a choice, not a prison.” He’d glared at her, the wolf in him rising to the challenge in her words. “You know nothing of my vows.” “I know that a vow that brings no peace is no vow at all. It’s a punishment.” She leaned forward, her gaze unwavering. “Let me show you that wanting isn’t a betrayal. It’s a rebirth.” That was the night the wall began to crack.

And for a few perfect seconds, there was no history, no pain just them. Their vows came without paper. Just voices and trembling hearts. Elias cleared his throat, trying to steady himself. “I lost you once. And even when I didn’t remember our story, my heart still looked for yours. It still found you. I promise to never let go of that again.” Lucas blinked fast, his voice raw when he spoke. “I waited when everyone told me not to. My soul didn’t believe the silence. It kept reaching for yours. I’ll never stop choosing you.”

“When Thalen fell, I tried to seal what she began. The vow took my name, my body, my will. Now I exist as its voice. Bound to guide those who carry it—until one is willing to do what I could not.” “To die for it?” Serenya asked. “To forgive it.” Serenya blinked. “Forgive—?” The air shifted, and Maelis’s form began to fade. “The vow began in love and shattered through betrayal. Only love can end it—not by killing it, but by accepting what it made.” “I don’t understand!” Serenya cried. “You will.” Maelis’s voice grew faint, echoing across the lake. “When the moon bleeds, and the heart chooses truth.”

Vanessa’s voice sliced through the silence, sweet yet laced with venom. “I warned you, Ethan,” she said, her eyes sparkling with triumph. “Didn’t I tell you she was unfaithful? But you wouldn’t listen. You defended her.” I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Ethan’s gaze locked onto mine. What I saw there shattered me. Agony. Disbelief. Betrayal. “How could you, Liana?” His voice was strained, raw, and broken. “How could you betray me like this?” “No!” The word burst from me, filled with desperation and pleading. “Ethan, it’s not what it looks like! Please, just let me explain...”