Dom Vadim's Vow Novels & Stories

The connection terminated, leaving him staring at his own pale, strained reflection in the dark glass. His phone buzzed one last time. Not a text, but a system notification. Email received. Adrian’s breath hitched. He tapped the mail icon. It was a digital dossier, encrypted and self-deleting, sent from an anonymous burner address. He opened it with a trembling thumb. The file name read: Wexford_Vulnerability_Matrix.p*f. Before he could click to d******d, a progress bar flashed across the screen: Self-destructing in 60 seconds.

It was simply what I was. Conrad had built an entire world around that accident. He had upended centuries of routine for me. Learned to sit in human restaurants and walk in human daylight and treat the ordinary city like somewhere worth understanding rather than just tolerating. He had stood in front of the Elder Council of the northeastern vampire territory and announced, without flinching, that a human woman was his equal and his Fated Mate and that anyone who had a problem with it could take it up with him directly. The Dominion had talked about it for months. Some with admiration. Some with thinly veiled contempt. The Prince, humbling himself for a fragile human girl.

Madison said. Vadim paused, searching for what to say. “I can't; you made me go against my will. You lured me into doing something I would rather not do, and now you want to make me create the biggest mistake of my life by killing someone who has been like a brother to me. I knew that you were my boss right from the start, yet Chase is one of the best people I have in my life. Killing him won’t bring me any good. I apologize, but I can't,” Vadim said.

He'd embraced the life. He had no illusions of the kind of man he was or the violence within him but Alessia had made him want to be a better man in these last months. He'd made a conscious effort to remove himself from the majority of the day-to-day violence but this situation with Dmitri was personal. A feud that had spanned decades and cost countless lives. And now it endangered the woman he loved. This was a nightmare that had to end. Vadim pulled the SUV into an alley and shut off the engine. "It's the building there on the left with the green paint," he said pointing a block up.

“You’re the one who’s too late.” Vadim’s lips curled into a smirk, but it didn’t reach his eyes. His cold gaze flicked past me, taking in the alley where Daniil had disappeared moments before. The bastard thought he had won. That was always his mistake. He underestimated the people he thought he could control. “You think you’re going to stop me?” Vadim’s voice oozed contempt. “Your family is already lost. Your father failed. Your mother failed. And now, you—”

I reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere. Valerie froze, eyes wide with shock. "Austin, did you even understand what I just said?" "I did," I replied, my tone unusually understanding. "I know how much Mrs. Dyer means to you. Without her, you wouldn't have come to this college, and we'd have never met. We owe her everything." My earnest words seemed to lower Valerie's guard. She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you.

A heat crept into my cheeks, and I nodded, my eyes never leaving Nathan’s. “Yes. I do.” Across from me, I could see Nathan let out a small breath of relief. He squeezed my hands, further grounding me in this moment. “Now,” Cade said, “Nathan and Olivia have decided to write their own vows. Nathan?” Nathan took a step closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. He cleared his throat, a hint of nervousness in his voice as he began to speak.

"Carmen, what's going on? And why should I risk coming around your house again?" "Adrian, I need your help. There's something off about Sean, and I need to uncover the truth," I explained, urgency lacing my words. “The last time I snooped around, Sean nearly choked the life out of me.” I took a deep breath, realizing I needed to make a promise that would sway him. "Adrian, remember that vintage guitar you've been eyeing for ages? I promise, if you help me uncover the truth, I'll make sure you get your hands on it. No more dreaming – it'll be yours."

Then, slowly, he nodded. “I understand your concern, Lord Galina,” Vadim said, and for the first time, his voice sounded slightly lower than before. “And I will not offer empty promises. I am not a man who gives hope without foundation.” He paused. “But I can tell you one thing—this is not about Griffith honor. This is not about power. This is not about enemies or politics.” His gaze sharpened. “This is about finding my daughter-in-law, your daughter, and bringing her back.”

Now that her child is gone, you will pay the price! "You want a voice? Try again in your next life!" He picked up a bowl of medicine and grabbed my throat, forcing it toward my mouth. I clenched my teeth shut and struggled. He forced my jaw open. The medicine was about to pour in. I had no strength left to resist. If I drank it… I would truly become mute this time. Forever. Connor… how could you be this cruel?