Novel & Cerita Oath And Honor Book Review

But they were gentle now, soft in a way they had never been before, soft in a way that spoke of healing and trust and love and hope and peace and surrender and finally, finally, finally, finally, finally, finally, rest. "It is done," he said. "The oath?" I asked. "The bond," he said. "It is complete. Not because we swore it. Not because the first wolf willed it. Not because the bloodline demanded it. Not because the shadow forced it. Not because the king's death made it. Not because fate decreed it. Not because destiny wrote it. Not because the moon commanded it. Not because the stars aligned it. Not because the gods blessed it. Not because the ancestors wished it. Not because the pack expec

Farah dragged her to the middle of the room and her mouth widened in awe. "Here." Farah said, throwing a heavy book to Ramona. Ramona caught in just I time before it hit her face. "You might be my Queen but when it comes to teaching you, I'm at the top." "Yes, ma'am." Ramona giggled out as she did a small salute. Farah rolled her eyes and ordered, "Start reading." Ramona flipped open the book and her eyes drooped to show her tiredness. She hadn't slept the last night and now the sight of this big book made her even sleepier. Farah shook her head and then used a freeze spell to increase the coldness in the room.

The way a flame could be soft or blinding, the way love could become fury if it had nowhere else to go. And suddenly, I heard the voice again. Not hers. Not mine. But older. “You stand before the First Oath.” My breath caught. “Do you remember what it was?” I didn’t answer right away. Because I did remember. Not with words, but with something deeper. A knowing that had lived in my bones since before I was born. Passed from my grandmother to my mother, from my mother to me—not in stories, but in instincts. The Guardian’s Oath was not about conquest or blood. It was not about control.

Jade helplessly asked him. "They swore an oath to protect the pack but betrayed it yet, their actions were justified in my opinion. No one is perfect. One did it for love, the other for revenge but she also fell in love and seemed to rather be a victim," he analysed thoughtfully. Jade was dazed before he said, "You shall renew your oath here and now before I give my verdict." He used an Alpha tone that made me kneel, just as Damien did. He looked displeased and I was confused when Duke said, "you don't kneel to anyone unless,"

"Every member. Every supporter. Every person who's helped them even slightly. And we hurt them. We take their families. Their resources. Their safety. Their hope. We make them feel what we feel. We make them understand the cost of making enemies of us. We break them systematically. Thoroughly. Completely. Until they're begging to tell us where Hope is. Until they're desperate to end the pain we're causing. Until the conspiracy collapses from internal pressure of everyone wanting out." "That's terrorism," Edward repeated, his voice harder now, angrier. "That's collective punishment. That's war crimes. That's everything we've sworn not to become." "Then I'm breaking my oath," I said simply. Th

“You are terrible at comfort.” I bump my shoulder into his. “I’m very good at honesty. You can get pretty words from anyone. You don’t need it from me.” He tilts his head, studying my face like he’s trying to decide how much of that he believes. “Say it again,” he says finally. “What?” “That this is your promise. Not Redmaw’s.” “I will never swear anything for Redmaw again,” I say. “Those vows are ash. This one is for you.”

he said, and the light from the tears shone once again before fading. So that is how the oath works. Is this how my mother made hers? When I get to Nayak, I must learn more about this goddess and how to wield the power that was given to me.After the oath, he looked around the room as if searching for something before grabbing my chamber pot and emptying its entire contents into it. I recoiled from the stench of vomit, grateful that at least he had the common sense to do it in my chamberpot rather than mess up the room.After his embarrassing business, he stared at me for a while before dropping the pot beside him.

That caused us all to laugh, “Where you go we will follow. I swear I don’t mean to push so hard. I just don’t want to lose any of you.” Was I mistaken or was I actually giving them both hope? We were assuming if I made it to the end they were going to be right there with me. Maybe this was what I had been needing. “I swear to both of you. I’ll do everything to keep us together.” “And we swear to you,” Dreyma began, “We will follow you to whatever end. I will honor my word to our nation but I will swear an oath to you. We will stick together. We will make it.”

his jaw tightened, but I didn’t let him speak again. “We’re not here to rule on fear alone. We’re here to rule on loyalty,” I said. “Loyalty built on respect, power, and yes, fear where it belongs. But loyalty will last longer than fear ever could. And loyalty will bring more men to our side than any empty threats.” Behind me, I felt Zach shift. He hadn’t spoken yet, but I knew what his silence meant: he was letting me take the room, and his support hung heavy in the air like a loaded weapon.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️