Harry Potter The Unbreakable Vow Novels & Stories

A sacred vow, enforced by ancient magic, that they would never speak a word of this realm to any outsiders not already privy to the truth. A powerful spell was then cast by the high council, interweaving each human's oath into an unbreakable enchantment - one that would cause immense, unimaginable pain like nothing they'd ever felt before to anyone foolish enough to break their vow. For the oath-breakers, the agony would be so excruciating, so all-consuming, that death would eventually be a blessed release from their endless torment. The consequences of defying this primordial magic were grave beyond measure. Not even the most steadfast could withstand the anguish for long before their minds

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

She took out the clock and both had appeared. "Listen I am afraid, we cannot come as you have to call us even if we wanna come, we have to tell you something" said Flora. "what?" asked Emerald. "Your Uncle Steven something is odd about him we did cast spell and it says he is not worthy" said Jim.

He said looking at her. "Okay... Okay, there are some spells and potions for that but only witches from the pure bloods lineage could do it." "Strengthening mate bond is one of the most forbidden act in the witches world not only that looking into the future and manipulating someone are also part and they come with extreme punishment." She explained. "The name of the spell is Dorcu TaTa, it is a mixture of liquorice, some bainberries and other things." She explained. "Is there a way to break the bond?" He asked.

“You should find a way to free her from his grip. As long as she is tied to him, she will always remain loyal to him, even if her life is involved.” “But that is impossible,” I said. “No one can break a bond unless the two people involved reject it and even then, it might not be completely broken.” “There's nothing sorcery cannot break. If you had done that the first time you brought her here, she would have been yours. But don't worry, with your permission, I can totally handle it,” he said. “What do you mean by sorcery?” I demanded. “I mean, we use dark magic to break the bond. It's that simple, your highness. You don't have to stress about it because it typically takes a few minutes of pa

If she didn’t slit her throat and wait for the ancient magic to claim her life, she would've burst into flames and turned to ashes. That’s what he found out in the Night Storm Pack when he was visiting and inquiring about the Unbreakable Oath. He saw it with his own eyes. An old Omega or young Slave just bursting into flames and turning to ashes suddenly as if it’s just normal for them there. The Unbreakable Oath. A vow that any werewolf, Alpha or Omega, wolfless or powerful, can conjure but with the expense of the life of the caster—and the life of the receiver hanging on a thread.

Vanessa said while breathing out, the boy narrowed his eyes not believing her. "What if you run?" The boy asked while folding his arms. "Unbreakable vow, I'll make the unbreakable vow that I won't break cause I'm a true Potterhead" Vanessa spoke showing off her shirt that says 'TRUE POTTERHEAD'. "Well See you after the show then," The boy said while walking at the main theatre still glaring at Vanessa and kova, "We going to run right?" Kova asked, to which Vanessa looked at him swiftly. "HELL NO, I made the unbreakable vow, do you want me to die?" Vanessa started to march to the main theatre, while kova sighed walking behind her.

“After what you just said, I almost wanted to buy all 520 paintings myself. Unfortunately though, the only person here who could afford that is you, Mr. Fuller… You’re not going to bid against us, are you?” Tiara Yorks smiled. “These artworks are here for everyone to appreciate and bid on. Matthew isn’t going to buy them back, of course.” “Today, the Fuller Group won’t participate in a single auction. Each painting will go to whoever has the ability to win the bids!” I felt like I had fallen into an icy abyss, my entire body shivering in fear. In my panic, I accidentally knocked over a vase on display. It shattered, and the shards cut my hand.

I cradled her closer, burying my face in her hair. “You said you’d never leave me,” I whispered, my voice cracking at the edges. “So don’t do this. Don’t make me live in a world where I can’t hear you laugh again. Don’t make me…” I broke. The words dissolved into silence. Because no vow. No bite. No rage could undo what fate had done. Unless I did the one thing I swore I’d never do. Unless I gave in. --- The wind shifted again. And just like before, the shadows in the room stretched, curled, and thickened.

“Just do as you’re told. If we wanted to kill you, we wouldn’t have brought you down here to do it. You’ll ruin the furniture with your blood.” I nodded and entered the circle. He lifted both arms, and the rest followed suit. “Speak the oath,” he said, “and bind your spirit to ours.” “What oath?” “You’ll know it when it’s time to say it. It’s magic.” I hesitated. “What happens if I break it?” “You die,” he said. “Your heart will rupture, your blood will boil in your veins, and your soul will shatter. Slowly. You’ll wish for death but it won’t come swiftly.”