Oath Of Devotion Novels & Stories

Whoever becomes the next Godfather will carry the hopes of civilians and negotiate on behalf of them. “Oath” was the ability to make agreements, promises and deals valid in yet another supernatural way. As freaky as it sounded, it was the higher form of the omerta that the normal underworld practised. Unlike the omerta, where a traitor was hunted by organisations and put to death by men, the “Oath” inflicts a curse upon those who made a vow with the Godfather and kills them. “How do the Godfather’s abilities relate to you?” While civilian #3207 heard it from God, he wasn’t given details.

Just as Kirou was contemplating this, he received a message from the system. [System: A is a sacred vow that uses a person's life as a guarantee. Should the person who initiates the oath lie about the contents of the oath or break the oath after making it, they will be struck down by a blood-red lightning bolt from the heavens, turning them to ash instantly. Due to this very condition, individuals would usually shy away from making such an oath when dealing with strangers as it limits their actions under the conditions of the oath while the stranger is free of any such restriction.]

Nonetheless, she isn't happy at all. Blood loyalty is an oath that is taken by giving someone's blood to a demon or the person who has contracted a demon. Not only will it make one a slave of that demon but that person also will gain powers. It's beneficial at one's end and at the same time, it isn't since the slaves will be bound to that demon even after their deaths so that he can consume their souls and become stronger. And once a soul is devoured, that slave won't be reborn! For this reason, people try to avoid Blood loyalty.

“What are you doing?” Valeria’s eyes aflame with reverence as they bore into hers, a voice of steel and confidence as she spoke the warrior’s oath. “I, Valeria Lawson, Captain to the Royal Guard, do solemnly swear my true and unwavering loyalty to Bellatrix Sinclair. I pledge to serve you faithfully, with all my strength and skill, to uphold your honour. I vow to obey your commands, to protect you with my life and places yours above my own. I shall stand by your side in peace and war, I devote myself to.”

The priestess wasn't in support of this but Draven made sure she had no other choice than to go through with it like everyone else. She took a step closer, placing his hand on hers. “After consulting the moon goddess, we have decided that you will continue in the footsteps of your ancestors, giving your life and time solely to the development of this land. Do you agree to uphold the oaths laid down by your fathers?” “I do,” Draven answered, loud and clear. “Do you swear to protect the weak and lead with honor, even when honor feels like chains?” “I swear it.” The priestess raised her chin up as she forced herself to proceed with the ceremony. “Do you vow never to betray the blood of your anc

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?

I chuckled, “that I don’t have a getaway route? I am your son.” I was exaggerating, of course. But I wasn’t going to feed my people to that beast. He would never get them. “Well,” Argadon said with a contemplative look, “let my posse in.” “An oath, Father,” I smirked. “Give me an oath.” The demon bared his teeth, but obediently repeated the words of the oath. Never harm, directly or indirectly, you and those under your protection, as well as your country.

They had to completely rework the Emperor’s oath, so here’s hoping it doesn’t end with me getting struck by lightning or something. “I, Chris Melgren, stand before the God Oshmin, humbled and blessed by the gifts bestowed upon me. As I stand before him and my people, I vow to be their pillar and their strength. I swear fealty to them and vow to love, serve, protect, and fight for them until my reign ends. In the eyes of Oshmin, I accept the duty and power of the Emperor,” I say in a strong voice.

That raw, primal attraction that made her insides clench, made her breath catch, made her want to arch into his touch even as her mind screamed for escape. The Reverend cleared his throat, awaiting her reply. The silence stretched, heavy and expectant. Every eye in the chapel felt like it was boring into her. Hades stood rigidly beside her, his jaw clenched, radiating impatience. She could practically hear his internal monologue: “Just say the damn words, woman. I have moles to deal with and a continent to conquer before dinner.” This is an oath sworn not in love, but in blood. Not in union, but in subjugation. Bound to be his property, his pawn, his wife.

He would tell her after they were wed by a priest. “A hand fast then? We can pledge to each other tonight and again for the priest tomorrow.” He slid his fingers out of her, clasped her hands in his, and looked into her eyes. “I swear to you my devotion, my loyalty, and my protection. I will give you the choices that I can and be faithful to you for now and for always.” “What do I swear to you?” “Whatever you wish.” “I swear to you my devotion, my loyalty, my trust and...and my heart.” She said softly, knowing it was true. "I will be faithful to you for now and for always. But Fann, I am not ready to be a mother.”