Oath Of Devotion Novels & Stories

My father was waiting to officiate with a book of vows he had written himself. As we walked, I saw my future. Maya and Tehilla giggled together, already sisters in everything but name. Devan's eyes were full of love and promise. A life built on equality, respect, and partnership. Everything my first marriage had lacked. Theo handed me off to Devan with unexpected solemnity. Then he whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "Don't hurt her or I'll be mad." Laughter rippled through the crowd. Devan knelt to Theo's level. "I promise. On everything I have, I promise."

I sent her my thoughts, and I felt her settle. The first man approached, and I could feel his nerves. “You are?” “Senith.” He dropped to his knee. “I was sworn to Thinius, and I haven’t taken a new oath.” I looked over my shoulder at Rowan. “A new oath.” “When the oath taker died, while the first oath can not be overridden, a new oath can be done. Their priorities shift, and the new oath takes precedence.” I nodded once and turned back to the man. “Do you want to take a new oath, Senith?”

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.

she smirks, “I really don't see why I'm here honestly” “You don't? Liam Santiago was a member of this very table, a table we all swore an oath to and was expected to be up held!” He slams the table. “And where in your ‘oath’ did it say that members of the table are allowed to draw guns at each other or better still shoot the other person hm?” He sits up, looking around but everyone wore a confused look on their faces, “Meaning?” She raises her shirt, “he shot me first, wasn't I to defend myself?”

I know, with a dreadful sensation, that he wants me because I am the only thing I have. "What are you looking for from me?" I ask, hardly raising my voice above a whisper. A little, icy smile curls Marco's lips. He states simply, "Loyalty." "Total and steadfast devotion." You are mine now and forever. You will follow my instructions without inquiry and at the appropriate time. I get a chill from his words, and I can feel his demand looming over me like a thick shroud. I understand his question. He wants authority over everything, including my life and my choices.

"Will you, to the utmost of your power, maintain the laws of God and the true profession of the gospel? Will you, to the utmost of your power, maintain the Blood Moon Pack, the protestant Reformed Religion established by law? Will you maintain and preserve inviolable the settlement of the church of the Blood Moon Pack and the doctrine, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by law established in the Blood Moon Pack? And will you preserve unto the bishop and clergy of the Blood Moon Pack, and to the churches there committed to their charge, all such rights, and privileges, as by law do or shall appear to them or any of them?" As I made my oath, I could feel the weight of my commitmen

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to speak: "I, Samarth, in the presence of the Almighty, my Lord and God, do solemnly swear and promise that I will faithfully and justly govern this realm, upholding its laws and sacred customs, and protecting the rights and liberties of all its people, as the Creator of heaven and earth has entrusted them to my leadership. May He bless me with wisdom, knowledge, and understanding to govern this great people with compassion and integrity. May the Lord our God reign supreme over us, for blessed is the kingdom whose king seeks divine guidance and wisdom." As Samarth finished his oath, the crowd remained silent for a moment, then erupted into ch

On the frontmost stage, the priest was on it, waiting for Aaron to give my hand to Devin. He was wearing a crisp white suit today, and he fits in very well. "I entrusted you with my daughter's future, please take good care of her," Aaron said carefully and seriously. Devin made a fist with his right hand and placed it on his chest. This is the gesture of the werewolf oath, "I will be loyal to Brooklyn for the rest of my life. I promised I will never leave her, and take care of her with my life." The same oath, I had heard this a second time, but this time, I felt touch from the bottom of my heart.

“Mr. and Mrs. Zhao, please repeat after me.” "I hereby declare, on oath, that I absolutely and entirely renounce and abjure all allegiance and fidelity to any foreign prince, potentate, state, or sovereignty, of whom or which I have heretofore been a subject or citizen; that I will support and defend the Constitution and laws of the United States of America against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I will bear arms on behalf of the United States when required by the law; that I will perform noncombatant service in the Armed Forces of the United States when required by the law; that I will perform work of national importance under

The blood oath was a bond among people, who swear their loyalty and confraternity to each other, connecting them through their blood. The bond allowed the tied ones to communicate through the mental conversations. I was going to be tied to the bond that all the soldiers, and guards share with the royal family.