Novel The Oath Of Love の小説・ストーリー

"You filled the rooms with noise and chaos and light. You taught me that a heart is not a weakness. You taught me that strength isn't about standing alone, it's about who stands with you." I grip his wrists. "I promise to be your harbor," I say. "I promise to be your home. I claim you, Alexei. Not as a possession, but as the other half of my soul. I love you." "I love you," he whispers. Oryn steps back. "The vows are spoken. The intent is declared. Seal the bond." This is it. The air in the room shifts. The magic of the pack rises. A tangible pressure that prickles against my skin.

She had thought she was finally numb to their betrayal, but hearing that Clara was carrying his child tore her open all over again. That night, Adrian had also come home drunk. He found Evelyn sitting in the garden, lost in her thoughts. Without a word, he pulled her close and whispered countless apologies. She didn’t understand what he was apologizing for, but she didn’t stop him either. His warmth, his scent—everything about that moment felt fragile, fleeting. She feared that asking questions might break it. Even when his lips found hers, she didn’t resist. Even when he carried her into the master bedroom, she didn’t push him away. For once, she allowed herself to feel what it was like to

It was a promise written in fire the union of power and love, damnation and grace. Above them, thunder rolled once across the city. Below, the blood oath cooled on the altar. And in that sacred silence, a new era began.

It was as if I were never here to begin with. I looked out the window and saw the garden filled with blooming lavender and morning glories, though in my memories, Liam used to hate having flowers in the yard. I had even argued with him about it once, but he wouldn't budge. At last, he had changed his ways for Clara. I couldn't help but think back to our wedding day, when he stood before everyone and promised he would only love me for the rest of his life. When I went missing, he cried his eyes out on national television, acting like he couldn't go on living without me.

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

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

“What story?” Althea picked up a thick book from the table, flipping through its worn pages with practiced ease. She stopped at a passage, her finger tracing the words. “It’s about a woman who made an oath with her lover—much like yours with Rowon. But she was fated to another, her true mate. Despite the bond, she rejected him to stay with her lover.” I leaned forward, hanging onto every word. “What happened?” “She got what she wanted. Her lover became her second chance mate, bound to her through the strength of their oath,” Althea explained, her tone heavy with implication.

he didn't look at Rhea, or the state of the room, he reached up, his hand catching my wrist with a grip so tight it would surely leave marks tomorrow. “Bbb…” he rasped his voice, a broken vow. He pulled me closer, burying his face in my chest, drawing in the scent of his real mate as if he was a drowning man finally taking a breath of fresh air. Rhea stood frozen, her robe torn suddenly looking like a crazy sort. “You think this changes anything?” She shrieked, her voice cracking as she reached for the fallen syringe again. “He's still mine! The contract is signed in blood! The council…”

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She had hoped that she could keep her feelings a secret, but it seemed like Sarah had figured everything out. "I don't know what you're talking about," Lily said, trying to keep her voice steady. "Oh, please," Sarah said, rolling her eyes. "It's written all over your face. You're in love with James, aren't you?" Lily took a deep breath and looked away. She couldn't deny the truth any longer. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I am in love with him." "I knew it," Sarah said, her eyes flashing with anger. "How could you do this to me? James is supposed to be my fiancé!