Heavenly Pact Novels & Stories

The Pact was sealed. I turned to the Alliance. I was no longer the frightened wolf of prophecy who had fled her destiny. I was the Luna of Balance. My voice, when I spoke, was calm, but it resonated with the weight of my sacrifice and my rebirth. “The Triple Moon Pact is an oath of blood and soul. The cycle of hatred is over. Those who seek to divide will be confronted by the unity that brought me back to life,” I declared, my silver eyes fixed on the Luna. “The lycanthrope world begins anew, in equilibrium and freedom.”

continued Daniel. Kenzo dripped crystal grains that almost hit his handsome face and he couldn't imagine how much their Love Heaven struggles. "I know Dissa is similar to Sarah, your wife. But, for the love of heaven, let her be my wife. Don't hurt yourself for selfishness and revenge. Let's start a new life and arrange a better life." added Daniel. Kenzo turned his gaze towards Daniel. "I'm not sincere if you guys are happy and while I'm suffering!" Kenzo snapped clenching his fists and glaring at Daniel.

He would attack as soon as he noticed any weakness. "In a serious tone, he said, 'Okay,'" "But comprehend this, Deven. Once you commit to this agreement, there is no turning back. You will be connected by blood and promise, and any act of betrayal will lead to death. The weight of the agreement we were about to enter into burdened me as his words lingered heavily in the atmosphere. However, it was my sole choice in order to safeguard Amora, by keeping her away from this realm full of monsters and brutality. I couldn't allow her to be involved in it.

Belle declared resolutely. The demon's amorphous form seemed to shift with satisfaction at Belle's offer. Slowly, a spectral hand materialized from its incorporeal body, reaching out to meet Belle's trembling hand in a solemn handshake. The air crackled with a strange energy as their hands clasped, sealing the pact with an eerie sense of finality.

“Crayons?” “Official contract stationery,” he says without looking up. “Feels binding.” Doris pours coffee. Doesn’t ask. Doesn’t care. She’s seen everything. He’s written THE HOLIDATE PACT at the top in green block letters. I raise an eyebrow. “Holidate?” “Holiday plus date. Trademark pending.” I steal the red crayon. We work fast. Mandatory appearances (non-negotiable): - New Year’s Eve (trial run) - Valentine’s Day

I sat in the study of our castle, the yellowed parchment clutched in my hand, a bitter smile on my lips. The ancient vampiric script glowed a deep crimson in the candlelight: "Should Augustine Slinter betray this pact, he shall suffer the pain of a thousand blades through the heart, and his family’s power, fortune, and title will pass in their entirety to Haley Nightshade." In the bottom right corner was a single, blood-red thumbprint. Augustine’s.

After Rob’s statement and Alpha Amber’s reaction, it was evident that Rob’s fears would come true. “A blood pact is only broken if the signatory goes back on HIS word DELIBERATELY and the laws of the supernatural world will decide the punishment based on the true intentions of the culprit party. Hence, your fears of breaking the pact by mistake stand null and void. If I may add then there will be greater transparency on the part of both the signatories,” I counter pointed as I tried to bring the tide back to our favour. “It is still a NO. We will not sign a peace treaty based on a blood pact but I can sign your paper right here and right now,” the Alpha claimed and tore away the envelop at t

I quirked an eyebrow, attempting to lighten the mood. "The organization you unwittingly crossed paths with tonight is known as the 'Crimson Pact,'" with a low rumble voice, he was trying to explain. “They're a clandestine group that wields powers beyond human comprehension. Their motives are shrouded in layers of intrigue and authority, and they've maintained this precarious balance for centuries."

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”