Covenant Series Novels & Stories

"Why keep building?" Dane replied. "Next generation. You. Better world." Ezra added. "Reminds why fought. Guidance moments." Ceremony deepened. Vows repeated. Dane said. "Promise year two. Lead. Love. Build." Ezra. "Same. Partners full." Claps rose. "Strong," Thomas cheered. Lena. "Tears happy." Marcus joked. "Food next." Talks continued. "Journey high?" Alex asked. Dane. "Wins together. Program launch."

"Dear Isolde, you are cordially invited to attend the negotiations between the Eternal Blood Group and the Crimson Moon Clan." The card was handwritten. I recognized my brother's script. "You're negotiating with the Crimson Moon Clan?" I asked, my eyes wide. "How did they agree to that?" "They have no choice," my brother said, a predator's smile on his lips. "Their blood sources are nearly depleted. They negotiate with us, or they wither into dust." I remembered my brother telling Draven's mother that he would make her family pay, but I didn't expect him to do it in just six months.

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.

His eyes were still on his father's new wife. "Ooh, this is Aunt Tuti, Naswa, uncle Haris' cousin," said Ms. Imar pointing at Tuti. "Sarah, this is my husband's cousin Tuti." Imar introduced me to the woman. Harris's cousin? I never heard of him. So far they have never spoken or even mentioned his name. I'll find out where my husband met this woman. I'm not sure he's Mas Haris' cousin. If this woman is introduced as Haris' cousin, why does she look happy and smile at me and Naswa. There was no doubt, at first glance he did not appear to be visiting the house of his husband's first wife. This feels awkward.

We both had come so far, and now we stood together, ready to begin the rest of our lives. The ceremony was a blur, the vows spoken from both our lips were meaningful, heartfelt. As the priest declared us husband and wife, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. Luca’s lips twitched upward too, just enough for me to see the happiness, the pride in his eyes. And when he kissed me, it was everything. It wasn’t just a kiss—it was the culmination of years of pain, struggle, and love. It was a promise, a vow to always stand by each other. To never give up. To fight for what we had.

Her voice did not rise, did not harden, and yet it carried without resistance. “This is not a blessing to be granted in haste,” Seraphine said. “Nor a shield stitched in isolation. It is a covenant.” Lady Renata spoke then, silver eyes distant and bright all at once. “Light bound in fragments always fractures under pressure,” she murmured. “Only what is woven whole endures.” Seraphine inclined her head once. “If Astarte stands with her,” she said, “then it will do so fully. Not in fear. Not in pieces.”

From the corner of my eyes, my father watched me nervously, his smile faltering at the fear of what I might be thinking. I never imagined faking an answer to a question like this. To spend a lifetime built on false vows and promises. This is not something I wanted for myself or my children. “I do,” The words tasted bitter as they rolled out of my tongue. Instinctively, I slipped the ring onto his finger without being prompted. The priest took another ring and handed it to the man. I gently removed my glove, revealing my sweaty tender fingers. I sucked in my breath as he reached for my hand, fighting the urge to pull back. After that ring slips in, I will be bound to this man.

Elias fed me in and I turned to look at him. “That 2019 case of that human girl is already judged and closed.” He muttered and as if he knew I wanted more he continued. “The Judges, the Pontius, had to pour a pot size of holy water on Abraham.” I flinched but said nothing. Worst punishment ever. Our coven served as the social center of the vampire society that dominated New York known to us as The Covenant. It was here that the masks the city's secret immortals wore in the human world could be removed.

Violet POV I stared at the signed contract when I woke, finally believing it wasn’t a dream, I have reread it for the fifth time now and I didn’t know what prompted this generosity from Aleksei but I knew it had nothing to do with genuinety. 20% SHARES TRANSFERRED BY ALEKSEI CARMENE FROM CARMENE LTD TO VIOLET VALE CARMENE. The first thing that came to my mind was to hire Antonio as my right hand man, I needed him close by, someone whose loyalty wasn’t bought with the Carmen coin. I dialed his number and he picked at the first ring .

Inside were flowers and a ring. "Be my girlfriend," he said. "If you don’t want to marry me, that's fine. We’ll just stay in love forever." The screen erupted in hearts and gifts. "Shipper fans are losing it! I knew they were real!" "Even if it’s scripted, I’ll take it!" I blinked, confused. Scripted? Then, I touched the ring. It was soft and tasted sweet. It was cake. When I ate it along with the flowers, viewership skyrocketed again.