Heavenly Pact Novels & Stories

Alden lifted the parchment, now thrumming faintly with the weight of three packs’ signatures. “Let it be known,” he said, voice ringing through the hall, “that Mooncrest, Nightveil, and Bloodthorn’s reform council have entered into the Pact of Three. We stand united against the curse web that has fed on our people. We will pull up every root. Together.” A murmur rolled through the room, louder this time, less hesitant. Some faces still pinched. Some eyes are still hard. But the words were spoken. The marks were made.

He sneered, "Scarlett White, do you think I want you? You've had another man's child. Touching you, I find it dirty!" Scarlett White's body instantly stiffened. The words "You've had another man's child. Touching you, I find it dirty" echoed in her mind for a long time— Neil Davis let go of her hand, got up, and took his clothes and phone to leave. "Kevin, didn't you say the Heaven on Earth Club recently received a new batch? Keep two for me; I'll come over later." The heavy closing of the door echoed. Scarlett White, with a pale face, sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, maintaining a posture. She picked up the shirt, which now had a footprint on it, and black leather shoes had stepp

While licking the ice cream he picked the call " Hello! yes, mom, What happened? wait there is distortion in the call, I'll call you back. Grace was facing weak signals. She came out of the car to call her mother. Sarah was looking at the window screen, enjoying her ice cream. Grace was standing quite a distance under a tree. "Hello my beauty" someone said at the window so closely that her breath was making steam at the window. Sarah jumped in peril. she dropped some ice cream on her dress. At the window, there was a beautiful woman, face full of makeup, bright glittery eyes. dark red lipstick, blond hair tightened to form a messy bun and a fancy dress. she was not a woman neither a man, On

CHAPTER FOUR LIAM'S POV "We want Justice" "Justice for our loved ones" "The cursed one must be punished for this misfortune" Was all the pack members were shouting and carrying on placards outside my Chambers "I feel your pain too, but you have nothing to worry about, the cause of this misfortune has been eliminated" I said and there was utter silence in the crowd "Whoo! All hail Alpha Liam" someone shouted and the rest cheered, making me smile ear to ear "I love you Alpha Liam" a little girl who was at the fore front of the crowd said and I smiled at her

I was dumbfounded by his suggestion. “What do you mean, Mammon? I don’t understand what you were saying. Why I need to kill you? And besides, isn’t it blood pact can’t be terminated?” I ask him, baffled and confused. “You have a divine blessing from your parents, Cerina. And my curse energy was restraining this blessing to manifest within you. So release our blood pact, Cerina, to make that divine energy course in your body again. Blood pact can’t be terminated unless both parties agreed. So do it now and then kill me afterrwards. Those divine mages have the opportunity to advance into deity level, same level with Goddess Lumia, once they killed a higher-ranking demon. This is the requiremen

Orion watched her, eyes wide. “So She asked for help,” Luna went on. “From those whose blood could hold both chaos and shape. The First Alphas. They poured themselves into raw light. Into Her essence. Together, they forged a… focus. A knot. The Moonstone. They set it into the wound. Shaped the tear into a gate. A door that could be *managed.* That is the Celestial Pact. The agreement between She-who-lights and those-who-walk: She will not tear the sky by crossing without anchor, and in return, wolves will guard the gate against anything that would come through uninvited.” Orion exhaled slowly.

"I'm no longer an Alpha and lack the funds to afford a motel. I'm here to help you get Xavier while I deal with Leia. If we make a wolf pact, you'll know it's a strong bond no wolf can break." Contemplating his offer, I considered the potential benefits. If we did establish a pact, neither Francis's wolf nor I could harm the other's target. "Fine," I finally relented. The prospect of winning Xavier over was too crucial to let more time slip away. With that, Francis and I drew blood from the palms of our hands and began chanting the moon goddess prayer. "I, Francis Perth, pledge that I will not harm Alpha Xavier Hubert of the Blackmoon pack following the Pact," Francis declared.

“I have to prove myself, to my soldiers, my pact, my followers. I must be a strong leader to lead the underworld and become a full-fledged baron worthy of commanding Enigmas and Alphas alike. My pact needs to be stronger for me to be stronger.” Dante listened as Rei’s voice stayed cold and factual. A pact or pack gained strength through numbers of high-ranking members, those with heightened speed, agility, hearing, shifting ability, intelligence, scent, strength, and influence. A well-forged pact could communicate through thought alone, lift weights impossible for ordinary beings, move swiftly enough to dodge bullets.

“You mean... That’s impossible! How could I be so unlucky? I arrived in this realm less than three hundred years ago and now face such a great calamity? You must be lying to me!” To convince Soulnascent, Adrian provided extensive explanations and even projected images of the Daemonia invasion—something he had secretly sealed earlier while searching for fixed daemonic essence. Seeing all this evidence and hearing Adrian’s story, Soulnascent fell into a long silence. Finally, she said, “I believe you. I can cooperate, but you must make a heavenly oath. If you harm me, you will never progress in your level ever again.” “No problem. I, Adrian, make a heavenly oath: If I harm you, Soulnascent Tre