Lovers Oath Novels & Stories

“It was hard to make the matter clear for a while. I can only say that the situation at the time was different. If it were someone else and my wife was you, you’d probably be the same as her. It’s the same concept as doctors cannot heal themselves!” Cheryl said, “Just say it. I’m well prepared for what’s coming.” “Are you sure?” “I’m a hundred percent sure! I’m willing to bear anything.” “Alright!” Lin Yan flicked his finger and a crimson rune appeared in the sky. It was his spiritual blood oath. “I’m willing to make a blood oath to declare to heaven and earth that my love for Cheryl Coney will last forever!” The blood talisman exploded and completed the oath. “Cheryl, I love you!”

Mirel, who’d been silent in the corner, stepped forward. “Then why did it get lost?” Aria looked at her. “Because it was easier to fear than to trust.” --- They left for the broken oak at dawn. The tree was still there, older now, split down the middle but alive. Aria stood in front of it, the stone in her hands. The golems had said the oath was here. Not written. Spoken. She closed her eyes. *We bind ourselves to each other. Not by blood. By choice.*

"You beautiful, stubborn, impossible fool." "Your fool," Marcus corrected, pressing a kiss to her forehead, her temple, the corner of her mouth. "Forever. If you'll have me." She laughed, and the sound was like music, like moonlight, like everything he had ever wanted and never known how to ask for. "I already chose you, Marcus Marsh. Seventeen years ago, beneath the full moon, with the stars as our witnesses. I chose you then, and I choose you now, and I will choose you in every life that follows. That was always the truth of the Guardian's oath. Not duty. Not obligation. Just love. Endless, unreasonable, unstoppable love."

Kaelin would never see his hand, but she would feel its influence quietly, the way gravity shapes water without leaving a ripple. Kaelin returned to the private garden, where the early light was warmer, softer. She leaned against the cool stone of the terrace. The petals from the trees above drifted across the surface of her cloak. She breathed in the quiet and understood something fundamental: the oath was not just a measure of Riven’s loyalty. It was a measure of the cost she herself might someday pay. She could not interfere with it. She could only observe. And the truth was this: when duty required sacrifice, love and loyalty were not enough. The choice was not romantic. It was structura

“But the chamber is too large for just you and I to search without wasting time. We'll need help.” “You want us to tell people about the chamber…” I said in sudden realization. “Yes.” He said. “Rowan, Kael, Draven, Lyra, Vanessa and Kaida have proven their loyalty to us. I think we can trust them, but they will have to sweat an unbreakable oath just in case.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “An oath? What type of oath?” “A blood and magic oath.” He answered. “It's a type of oath that'll bind them to secrecy forever. If any of them ever think of betraying us in any way be it sabotage, revealing the location of the chamber or anything, the oath will take their lives.”

If they wanted a chance at changing their future, they had to rewrite the rules together. Elara took a slow step forward. “Swear it, then. No deception. No hidden knives.” Vesper smirked. “Would you even believe me if I did?” A silence stretched between them before Elara raised her hand, a flicker of ancient magic dancing at her fingertips. “Then let’s make it unbreakable.” His smirk faded. This was no ordinary alliance. This was a binding oath—one that, if betrayed, would cost them both more than their lives.

My own eyes filled with tears. I replied in my native tongue, pledging her my undying love, my unwavering loyalty, and my life. We recalled our journey, the trials we had overcome, and the happiness we had found in each other. The words we had shared, the promises of our past lives, were now sealed in this one, under the watchful gaze of the moon. This ceremony, though only symbolic, was more profound than any legal oath. It was a reaffirmation of our bond, a consecration of our love before the elements and the Lunar Wolf. At the end, our lips joined in a tender and meaningful kiss, sealing our fate.

They were quiet for a moment, not sure how to respond. “I don’t know what else I could possibly do to prove my sincerity,” Orion said, lowering his gaze, looking almost ashamed, like a child caught doing something wrong. “That’s why I made the oath. Only with the Sacred Flame as my witness could I promise my whole life to Ember and to you, Your Highness, that my love for her will never fade.” I stared at him, still trying to process his words. “You never told me about any of this,” I said quietly.

Their deep love and devotion shone through, filling the air with an undeniable bond. The Alpha and Luna exchanged their vows, pledging their unwavering commitment to one another and their people. The promises they made were echoed by the ancient oak trees, bearing witness to the sacred union. Following the vows, Kaerlia and Mobali's wrists were bound together with a silken cord, signifying their unity and shared destiny. They exchanged rings as a symbol of their eternal love and respect for each other.

Inside the palace, lamps were lit one after another, their glow joining with the snowlight and the moonlight outside, stretching toward the horizon like a long silver river across the vast heavens. We had just sworn our vows at the altar, and Freyr, acting as the presiding high priest, had placed the binding of the oath upon us. It was a rather powerful spell: if either of the betrothed were to be unfaithful, the other would immediately know, and a resonance would be triggered. In other words, if Loki were ever to fool around with another woman in the future, images of them together would appear in my mind. In the next few seconds, if I flew into a rage or even hurt myself, Loki would do the