Broken Vows Oblivion Novels & Stories

“Promise me you will treat my daughter in a special way despite her rank and blood. You will marry her and let her bear your heir.” “Yes, Sheila…” he squeezed her hand in answer and…love. “Yes, I will.” Then a crescent-shaped moon appeared on Sheila’s wrist, so as in Alain’s hand—the one that Sheila is clinging to. Alain knew there’s no turning back. The mark of an Unbreakable Oath has already appeared on his wrist—painful and searing, he knew he shall keep his word forever or else he shall meet his death the moment he breaks the promise.

Then he bowed his head not in submission, but in acknowledgment. When he lifted his face again, his expression was different. Not broken. Forged. His voice came out quiet, but it carried the kind of vow that did not require witnesses. Dain declared, "Betrayal has to crawl over my dead body first if it ever rises again." CHAPTER 193 – Tobias and the Last Archive

He trembled as he slowly rose. "Very well," he whispered, his voice barely audible, like a sigh. The Silvermoon and Blackrock packs had gathered within the temple. I stood before the statue of the Moon Goddess, voice echoing across the sacred hall. "On this holy night of the Blood Moon, I have three announcements for the packs. First, Damian, I, Eva Lopez, deliver your judgment." A hush fell over the temple. Damian's eyes were vacant, his body drained of all life. I studied his hollow face and uttered deliberately, "For the sake of power, you betrayed the Blood Moon vow. You forcibly broke your mate bond with Chloe, provoked a war, and shed the blood of your people.

I hold the picture up for her to see, “and here is you kissing him. You can't see his face clearly for the obvious reason that his face is buried on yours but you can see his tattoo, clearly identifying him.” I was ready to give her the world, I put her first in everything and that still wasn't enough for her. “I'm an idiot,” I murmured, staring into her eyes one more time feeling more broken than ever. “I never want to see you again. Get out of my house” I say quietly. “Adam, I don't know who's behind this or what they stand to gain from it but I need you to remember the promise you made to me. I need you to trust me and know that I'm telling the truth.” She walks a step closer, “I didn't d

Vows were exchanged, intimate and sincere. Damian looked into Aria’s eyes, voice low and deliberate. “Aria, you’ve been my strength, my inspiration, my heart. You rebuilt me without even trying, and you’ve shown me a love I never thought possible. I promise to honor you, protect you, and cherish you for the rest of my life. You are my home, my forever, my everything.”

She wants me gone. And yet… She showed up at the diner. She replied to my messages. She didn’t throw the book away. She’s fighting me, yes—but she’s still in the ring. And that’s all I need. --- I’m not a good man. I’m not pretending to be. But I know how to win. Not by force. Not this time. With Ava, it has to be different. Because if I break her trust, even once, I lose Leo forever. And if I lose Leo…

I clutched at my chest tightly, trying to numb the pain but it only made it worse. “I'm really sorry Georgia, I truly tried but…it's like he woke up from coma as a different person.” Anna added, adding to the pain. “How…how could he? Why would he betray me like that?” I asked, my lips quivering as I struggled to keep my voice from cracking. My eyes moistened with tears as the memories of his proposal, our wedding and our anniversary flooded my mind. He promised to stand by me till forever so what changed? I was literally fighting to save his life and he broke mine without thinking twice.

“But like I said… I’m used to it. These wounds? They’ll fade in time. The bruises will vanish. But her need for violence—she’ll always find something new. Someone new.” Dorian looked up again, this time locking eyes with himself in the mirror. A bitter smile curled at the edge of his lips. “And when she does… maybe I’ll finally be gone by then.” The gates of the Aihara Estate loomed tall and imposing under the veil of night, their black ironwork twisted like serpents. Rows of sleek luxury cars lined the private road, glinting beneath the golden floodlights that illuminated the long drive toward the grand hall. Dorian stepped out of the matte black limousine, his posture straight despite the

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.

he said, his tone dripping with disdain. The words cut deep, and Veda felt her heart shattering into a million pieces. "I thought our vows meant something," she whispered. Adyant snorted. "Vows? Those were just empty promises, Veda. We both knew it." Veda's eyes widened in shock as the reality check of her shattered vows laid bare in front of her fragile heart. "How can you say that?" she demanded, her voice laced with pain. Adyant's gaze locked onto hers.