Novel The Oath Of Love Novels & Stories

Then it vanished, replaced by something far colder. Owen stood between them now, his expression tight, eyes flicking between both women. “Enough.” “Enough?” Aurelia repeated, her voice shaking. “You’re standing there like—like this isn’t happening! You’re letting her do this!” He flinched, his knuckles whitening. “You wouldn’t understand, Aurelia. She’s—” “She’s what?” Aurelia snapped. “Your savior? Your puppet master?” Owen’s jaw clenched. “She is my love.. My true love whom I couldn't marry because of you.. Because you sent her away so you could have me! "

Esmeralda was starting to bask in the openness of the exchange. "I do not doubt the integrity of anyone in this vehicle, except for me," I gave her a weary grin. "The failure of oaths is mine. Ishara was bound by an Oath and has failed in her pledge. You are wrong about the romance and I am sure you have misunderstood my definition. I live for the day when no sons are sent to the cliffs as newborns - Love, Esmeralda. Love."

And I was the price. The priest began the ceremony, his voice echoing through the empty church. I barely heard the words. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of how I'd ended up here. Just a week ago, I'd been planning my escape from this life. I'd been dreaming of a future where I could leave the mafia world behind and start over somewhere far away. But now, those dreams felt like they belonged to someone else. Someone who hadn't been sold to a man like Alessio Romano. "Do you, Evelyn Moretti, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked, pulling me back to the present.

“I promise, now that I have you, I will not look at any man, and I will not let my heart yearn for any man. You are all I know, Denver. The man who has stolen my heart in just a blink of an eye. And I promise to remain faithful and loyal to you, all the days of my life.” Why does it feel like this was more of a blood oath. However, it was worth it. He was staring at me, not wanting to let go. I touched his cheek again, so close to mine, and then the fragile skin of his throat, where the blood beat hard beneath the surface. His eyelashes fluttered down as he followed the movement of my finger with his eyes, like silvery rain. “Take them,” I whispered. He leaned over to me, our mouths met, and

This oat is killing me, let's get a sorcerer to break it " Gwen said with teary eyes. And Kathy stood up immediately. " Gwen, I will never let you go. Our oat is till death do us path, never will I break this oat. I better use my last breath to tell you how much I love you. What has gotten into you? " Kathy cried out. " Kathy, please do us good. Let's give love a chance. This oat is too much for me to keep " Gwen lamented bitterly.

Raven’s point of view. I was tied up in a dark room, with my hands and legs tried, and a gag put in my mouth. I scanned the room and saw four other girls like me, with our body covered with thin, transparent fabric. I gritted my teeth as I thought of how to free myself from the alpha of Blood Moon’s pack, but just then I heard footsteps approaching the room. “We must do as he says, if we ever want to end this war and get back our soldiers that he is holding captive.” A voice said.

“Father, I love her.” “You can’t love an omega, I will never let you be with her.” “What about the blood oath, I had with her?” “You will break it when you turn twenty-four in the next two months if neither you nor her found your mate before then.” “No way, I don’t want to break it,” I growl that is the only thing that connected me to her, I can’t break it. “Callaghan, I told you from the onset that you will break the oath, I don’t know what you were thinking when you healed her with your blood, don’t you fucking know that will be you sticking your claimed on her as a betrothed.”

Sylvia's face stiffened at that, but she didn't say anything more. A month after Owen's divorce from his first wife, he and Sylvia tied the knot. Sylvia, a girl from a small town, was a leading actress in local plays. At 16, she met Owen, a young man from the bustling city of Ventropolis, who was teaching in her town. Despite their seven-year age difference, they immediately felt a connection. However, two years into their relationship, Owen returned to Ventropolis. Sylvia patiently waited for him for three years. During that time, he visited her and promised to return in three months to marry her. But heartbreak awaited Sylvia; she discovered that Owen had wed another woman named Frida Youn

Just like the oath she has sworn a long time ago; Always and forever. ⚘T H E E N D ⚘

Cherry sat down besides her Madeleine, while Madeleine took a seat beside Adeline. "You girls did great!" Adeline said to both of them. "Yeah, I know. Cherry can't stop boasting about it." Madeleine said laughing as she gave Cherry a nudge at her shoulder playfully. "I told you I could do it!" Cherry argued. "Great." Adeline replied with a light smile. "Did you guys enjoy your performance?" "We sure did." Madeleine said nodding. "Yeah...it was great." Cherry added agreeing with Madeleine. A few moments later, the last auction began. The item was an art piece called 'Naked Truth.' It depicted a painting of a forest and a young woman made of flowers, stretching forth her hand towards a man who