Brutal Vows Novels & Stories

"It's time you learn the oath like a Bratva queen. Repeat after me ...You care for no one but the Bratva ..." Maria stares at me in horror but refuses to speak. I grab her throat, applying enough pressure until she opens her mouth and gasps for air. Maria grabs for my hand, and I let go. "Say it," I hiss. "You care for no one but the Bratva ..."Her quivering voice sounds like music, the sweetest song I've ever heard. "Good," I reply. "Now repeat—and you shall love none other than the Bratva." She swallows hard as a tear lets loose from her lashes. "—and you shall love none other than the Bratva."

I felt rage course through my veins in an erractic manner. Quickly replacing the pain I felt. wanted all of them dead."I want them dead Ian!""I want all of them tortured to death"I growled.with tears stained cheeks."I want to watch them burn" "Bellamy, Jacob! I'll avenge my son and I promise to destroy your life" I yelled .

However, I was still unprepared for what came next. For the first time, Dante's fingers touched my cheek as he carefully raised my veil. He moved near my ear after leaning in and kissing me coldly and meaninglessly. His murmur was poisonous. He declared, "I will break you. Forget those vows I made. I'll bring you misery. And every day of your life, I'll make sure you regret what you did.” My heart fell. I became his bride in an instant.

Valeri clutched a violin in one hand and a bow in the other . She stared to play . The notes formed a soft , weet tune . Then it turned fast , then faster . The music stopped altogether before the soft tune retumed . Valeri ended the song with one hard , fast , loud note . The auditorium fell completely silent until we realized the music was finished . Still in a halftrance , we burst I smiled to myself . Valeri wasn't just a "quiet girl" .She knew about wonderful books and could play the violin like nothing I'd ever heard . Like a caterpillar or butterfly , she was beautiful and amazing when you looked closely .

“The Vulture's Blood is bitter , isn't it?” It was their slogan and I could see the shock on their faces. One of them got up, his eyes blazing with blind rage, I pushed my elbow into his throat and kicked him out of the way. He let out a gasp and fell. I didn't stop, I struck him in the chest. The second time. Anxiety grew. I moved like smoke—brutal, silent and above all angry . One shot and I had the rest of my men pouring in This is what I wanted Abraham to feel and maybe next time, he would think twice before doing anything.

“I wasn’t asking for too much, I just wanted a child of my own. And those bastards took it away from me, the very day I knew of it existence” "It's going to be fine, drinking won't take away the pain. Just calm down, okay?” He fought to keep his own emotions in check as Vanessa rested her head on his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. “I want them to pay, Alex. I want to ruin them, I want them to suffer” she cried “I promise you, they’ll come crawling, begging for your forgiveness” He assured with determination. Alex's heart clenched in pain as he wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry. He gently patted her back, offering the little comfort he could.

A nervous murmur moved through the guests. Dante’s mouth curved. “You entered my life as an enemy. You gave me the truth when lies would have been easier. You offered protection without demanding obedience and power without asking me to kneel.” His expression softened. “I cannot promise to be gentle, agreeable or easy. But while this marriage remains honest, you will never face our enemies alone.” Dante raised her hand to his mouth. When his turn came, he discarded his prepared vows. “Alessia, I knew I wanted you when you promised to kill me. I believed possession would be enough. I was wrong.”

Heavy slaps rained across my ass and tits, and face, making the clamps bite harder. “Look at your husband,” one commanded, grabbing my hair and forcing my blindfolded face toward Brutus. “Look what you’ve done to him. His wife is a disgusting cumrag for strangers.” I cried and moaned at the same time, shame burning through every part of me even as my body betrayed me with another violent orgasm. I squirted hard around the cocks destroying me, juices splashing onto the floor near Brutus’s feet. They rotated.

Bruce, weakened and disoriented, could only brace himself for the impending onslaught. Max, known for his brutality in interrogations, took the lead. With a vicious strike, he aimed for Bruce's already battered face. The impact was savage, causing blood to spurt from Bruce's mouth. Each blow served as a chilling reminder of the power these men wielded and their complete disregard for human suffering.

He was just like me, constantly living in a nightmare where he killed his lover. "Since I can't have you, I'll destroy you. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see you descend from the heavens and straight to hell, my princess. "I'm going to kill you before putting you back together—you'll be my specimen and perfect lover. Look at the example your best friend has set for you." He pulled the cloth covering his sculpture, revealing a familiar face. It was Joey!