Oath Of Love Novels & Stories

“It was hard to make the matter clear for a while. I can only say that the situation at the time was different. If it were someone else and my wife was you, you’d probably be the same as her. It’s the same concept as doctors cannot heal themselves!” Cheryl said, “Just say it. I’m well prepared for what’s coming.” “Are you sure?” “I’m a hundred percent sure! I’m willing to bear anything.” “Alright!” Lin Yan flicked his finger and a crimson rune appeared in the sky. It was his spiritual blood oath. “I’m willing to make a blood oath to declare to heaven and earth that my love for Cheryl Coney will last forever!” The blood talisman exploded and completed the oath. “Cheryl, I love you!”

“Florence?” When I didn’t respond, Dylan must have sensed something was off. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” I forced myself to hold back the emotions that were about to burst out of me. My voice came out hoarse as I asked, “Dylan, do you still remember the oath you made to me? “Do you remember saying you’d never betray me for the rest of your life?” He once stood before the statue of the Moon Goddess and swore, “I, Dylan, swear before the sacred Moon Goddess that I will love only Florence for the rest of my life and never betray her. If I break this oath, may I be denied true love forever and die alone.”

Instead, I glared up at him, willing him to say something—anything—to break the tension. The elder continued, blissfully unaware of the charged exchange unfolding before him. “May their love and loyalty to each other be unbreakable as the mountains and as endless as the rivers.” I let out a sharp, cold laugh, a sound devoid of warmth or mirth. “Love? Loyalty? You mean, may Tristan's ownership of me be forever sealed,” I declared, my voice rising enough to carry across the gathered crowd, the weight of my words hanging in the damp air, challenging the very nature of the vows being spoken.

To the rest of you, just know that I love this man more than any of you have ever loved someone. "I Tessa Angeline, do take you, Jerol O'Brian McCall, as my lawfully wedded husband. I vow to love and submit to you, my love, according to the law of matrimony, and to love and hold in bad and good times. And I give you this ring, my love, as a symbol of vows today until death do us part." Gosh! I am running short of breath as I finish. What did I rant about? I hope I will not laugh at myself when I listen to my vows.

She had no other options left. Alex gently wiped away Kathy's tears and placed her hand on his chest. "I swear on my life to serve you loyally and never betray you." This was the highest oath in their tribe, requiring a blood pact. Breaking the vow would result in a violent death. Kathy didn't interrupt him and let him continue, looking at him helplessly like a trembling little animal.

"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."

I sighed and waited for her to be stable. Smearing my palm on hers, I let the pierced spot kiss, let our blood mix… binding our bodies, souls, and spirits. “Elara Saint Clair,” I cupped her chin with my free hand, letting her hold my gaze. In those blue ocean, I could peacefully drown. “This is my oath to you.” A side of my jaw was etched in a small smile. “Just as our souls are bound in harmony, I give you my word… To be by your side, even in death and beyond.”

“But the chamber is too large for just you and I to search without wasting time. We'll need help.” “You want us to tell people about the chamber…” I said in sudden realization. “Yes.” He said. “Rowan, Kael, Draven, Lyra, Vanessa and Kaida have proven their loyalty to us. I think we can trust them, but they will have to sweat an unbreakable oath just in case.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “An oath? What type of oath?” “A blood and magic oath.” He answered. “It's a type of oath that'll bind them to secrecy forever. If any of them ever think of betraying us in any way be it sabotage, revealing the location of the chamber or anything, the oath will take their lives.”

She just stared at her own shaking hands, the weight of what she had just said pressing down on her shoulders like a mountain of lead. Inside my head, the memories of old history lessons came rushing back. What the fuck? An Oath of One Will. It was an ancient, unmarked agreement. It was a secret, forbidden contract that gave only one single partner the absolute right to end a marriage. If you signed it, you gave away your own freedom entirely. You could never file for a separation. You could never walk away. Only the other person had the power to break the bond.

She said, bent over the table I was signing paperwork on. “ I can't.” I said. “ Because you have feelings for her. It's the only reasonable explanation. She said it herself. That you love her.” She said pronouncing love like it was a dirty word. I was taken back by the sudden news. Joyce thinks I love her. “ Because I made an oath—” “ No—” “ I made an oath, Lupita—” “ It will be your undoing—” “ You and father need to respect that—”