Novel The Oath Of Love Novels & Stories

Since that's the only other place she knows the road to. I kept on walking for a while my mind drifting off to when she shouted I love you, and I swear I felt my heart in my throat when I heard her. She can't love me, I don't have it in me to love anyone back... I tried the first time but it was all in vain. It was terrible actually, it ended like a fireworks show. Jade, just the thought of her name made my jaw clenched and unclenched unknowingly. That bitch, I trusted her with my life, but she came back to bite my fucking ass hard ripping off my heart in the process...

I feel his warm lips crash into mine and I completely melt into his embrace. One hand travels up my back, the other wiping my tears from my cheeks, as his arms grow tighter around me. “Monsters will never make my Queen quiver in fear, they will never make her cower, and they will never lay another fucking finger on her.” His words sound like an oath. “I vow that sacred oath, my Queen. As long as I am around that will never be something you have to worry about.” He says, the love just pouring from his lips.

It curled it's hand up in a fist, dug it's nails through and let blood drop. Andreas exhaled, knowing what it was doing. "The oath of a demon is maintained by the earth so it has no escape whatsoever, therefore, i hereby pledge my allegiance to you and the king-" Nick's eyes widened. Anthony's mouth fell open. Was this really happening? "-I, Klitanis Odevan, hereby decree that from this day forth, my words and blood, will be forever loyal to Eleanor Starr and King Andreas Louise Montrier." Before Eleanor's eyes, a small part of the earth opened and licked up it's blood. What just happened?

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He wanted to be normal, he wanted to run away from all his princely duties. He wasn't a man of war or politics, he had the soul of a poet, a lover and that of a loving father. He wanted true love. Richard stared at the sculpture of Hiloh resting on its plinth. Beside it was a mystical fountain which was the garden's source of beauty. Richard moves towards it staring at the waters at it's base. He could see his reflection his natural self, all was perfect except his crown and his too luxurious robe. He disturbs the water with his left hand causing ripples. He observes how the ripples travel around the water. This gave him his hundredth definition of love. "A touch, thousand of uniform ripples

"Because we are not pieces you can move with partial information anymore. You've seen what we do with partial information. Imagine what we can do with all of it." A long silence. Celeste looked at them both Magnus and Vivienne, side by side at the library table, with three centuries of supernatural law spread between them and a pack at their backs and the specific quality of two people who had earned, through an extended and brutal process, the right to know exactly what they were up against. "The Blood Oath was not just a transaction," Celeste said finally. "I know," Magnus said.

where he had recorded the things that money couldn't buy. "The debt isn't money, Dad, it’s the love you traded for this throne!" Verina shouted, her fingers reaching into the spectral memory and pulling the small, handwritten book into the present. As she touched the pages, the Archive’s radiant white light began to bleed into a warm, human gold, the frequency of the "Personal Ledger" was a direct counter-signal to the Vance blood-oath, a piece of unencrypted emotion that the machine couldn't process.

“Your family is a big deal, Natasha. Everyone knows it. Let’s not pretend this love story is real. It’s all about your family money. Natasha’s heart started pounding. “If you were broke,” Michael continued harshly, “would I even look at you?” The words hit like a slap. Natasha stepped closer, her voice low and venomous. “I think you’re lying. What’s Arjun got on you? You wouldn’t be acting like this if something wasn’t going on.” Michael’s jaw tightened. “You think you’re loveable, Natasha,” he said coldly. “You’re just a lonely princess living in your father’s mansion.”

“Florence?” When I didn’t respond, Dylan must have sensed something was off. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” I forced myself to hold back the emotions that were about to burst out of me. My voice came out hoarse as I asked, “Dylan, do you still remember the oath you made to me? “Do you remember saying you’d never betray me for the rest of your life?” He once stood before the statue of the Moon Goddess and swore, “I, Dylan, swear before the sacred Moon Goddess that I will love only Florence for the rest of my life and never betray her. If I break this oath, may I be denied true love forever and die alone.”

As sleep crept in, Tiana realized something new. Love wasn’t just softness. It was confrontation. It was saying the hard things. It was refusing to let the other person become someone they were trying not to be. And for the first time… She knew they were building something real.