Oath Of Devotion Novels & Stories

It was a clear, instinctive defensive gesture. Dexter immediately caught the gesture, and a flicker of joy flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and shielded her. Angela quickly hid behind him. She was terrified that Austin might truly do something reckless in his fury. "Austin, please respect my decision," she said, her voice trembling ever so slightly, laced with fear. Austin sneered. "You still haven't let go of him, have you? You want to keep his child. Are you going to go against Ms. Lawson's dying wish? Didn't you swear an oath? Have you forgotten?"

That was because oaths were related to their future in the Void Shattering stage of cultivation. If they didn’t keep to an oath, they would very likely be engulfed by the demon in their hearts. In less severe cases, they might be badly injured. In more austere cases, they might just fail the tribulation and end up dead. “Don’t say yes to him, Jonathan. He’s just trying to trigger you,” said Gael Dorsey.

Obviously Yadon was more furious than he was. According to the family values that he grew up with, he could go around flirting before he got married. But once he decides which woman to marry, he must be loyal to the family and be devoted to his children and his wife. So, he could have affairs with countless women before he got married, but he had to be wholeheartedly faithful to Summer after he got married.

The doctors had explained everything about risks, recovery, and timelines, but all Cassie could think about was this: Nicholas was giving a part of himself so their child could live. “I’d give him my life if I had to,” Nicholas murmured, leaning his forehead against hers. “Without hesitation.” Tears slipped down her cheeks, silent and unstoppable. “I know.” He squeezed her hands gently. “Stay with me until they take me in.” “I’m not going anywhere.” When the nurse came, Cassie kissed his knuckles, one by one, like a promise. “I’ll be right here when you wake up,” she said. Nicholas smiled at her the way he always had: soft, steady, and full of quiet devotion. “I know.”

I reverted back to Oscala, I bit my finger, drew blood and stamped on the document. Oscala stepped down a stair and held document up above his head. “By the power rested in me as the priest of the goddess I bind this oath made in blood with the power of the goddess. Everyone and their descendants, every people being represented today, shall spend their lives protecting this unity. They cannot break from it unless the goddess will it so and anyone who goes against the will of this oath will suffer the wrath of the goddess.” Everyone bowed to accept the proclamation. Oscala put it down, packaged it well and he left first to keep it in the temple of the goddess. I ordered for the celebration to

My men were trained and they were loyal to me, to my mafia and I always try my best to care for them, for anyone working for me and I’ve made sure it stayed that way. “I didn't… I didn't have a choice!” Darius groans loudly, sniffling. “He was going to hurt them… he took them… I couldn't let him hurt them. I couldn't…Please…” The room is quiet when I speak again. “What is the oath?” I ask quietly, my voice cracks into the coldness of the room and I push Darius face to mine and his lips trembled. “Say it.” “Bond…” He starts slowly, his voice shaky, and he gulps down a bit of his fears with the only moisture in his mouth. “Bond with blood, we are one, as family, heart and soul…. And for each o

"Always." The Binding Oath was an ancient rite, almost lost to time. It was once the ceremony used to anoint leaders not by blood or ambition, but by spirit. When Arthur and Isabella stepped into the circle, the torches dimmed, and a low hum filled the air—as if the cathedral itself remembered. Michael raised the Book of Declarations and began to chant, his voice steady, each word resonating like thunder. "Let this bond be sealed not by name or house, but by sacrifice. Let the blood spilled and the hearts broken be the foundation of the world to come."

She only nods her head. “Blood Oath is an Oath of the Noble Members to their Leader. It is a Pledge of Loyalty. A person who took the oath and rebelled against the Leader will be killed mercilessly and brutally.” Her face was full of amusement, as Leon explained. “That means all of your pledges with your life?” She asked, and Leon nodded. “Didn’t you take that oath when you became a member of the Second Rank Nobles? Didn’t you pledge to Lady Amber, your Head Noble Leader?” He asked, full of confusion. Oriana smiled.

“No one, no god, no demon, no brother of mine will ever take you or our children from me. I will protect you, Addy, with my last breath if I must. That is my vow.” The room faded away for me in that moment. It was just his eyes, his voice, the unshakable promise that reached into the deepest part of my heart and held it steady. I swallowed hard, blinking back the tears that threatened. Around us, the pack erupted into renewed cries of loyalty, of strength, of defiance against Elias. But for me, all that mattered was the vow Devon had made both as Alpha to his people, and as mate to me. And as I looked around the hall, at the warriors and elders, at Joey’s fierce, proud smile, I realized some

It was time for me to take the oath, a sacred vow that would bind me to my people and my destiny. The elder’s voice echoed through the field as he recited the ancient words, each syllable resonating with power and tradition. When it was my turn, I raised my hand and swore to protect and honor the pack and the kingdom, to uphold their laws, and to lead with wisdom and strength. My voice trembled slightly, but my resolve was unwavering.