Oath Of Love Novels & Stories

A vow renewed not out of duty, but devotion. When Dominic reached forward and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Olivia’s ear, the audience smiled. His thumb brushed her cheek, his gaze never leaving hers. “Ready to make it official—again?” he whispered. She chuckled, eyes sparkling. “I never stopped being yours.” The officiant, an elder who had once watched Dominic grow from a reckless Alpha heir to the King he had become, began the ritual with ancient words. He spoke of union, not just of power but of souls, of trials overcome and wounds healed. He spoke of loyalty, sacrifice, and the burning fire of love that had withstood both betrayal and destiny.

With care, Tritan licked and gently sucked the wound, his actions speaking volumes of his commitment. Simultaneously, with his free hand, Tritan began to sign the bonding oath, a solemn declaration that had nothing to do with romantic feelings, but one of steadfast commitment, protection, and partnership. It was an oath akin to that of sworn blood brothers, a pledge that transcended mere words. As Finrir watched with perfect clarity, finrir cried, pearly white tears of happiness seeped from his eyes dispersing into the water, witnessing his hopes and dreams materialize before his very eyes.

“Hey. Are you okay? I thought you were asleep.” “I wasn’t.” I stare into his concerned face fighting back tears feeling utterly confused and mad at the same time. Why would he allow her here? Surely there is another option, and if not, oh well. Why should I care that she supposedly fears for her safety? She left him. Was he lying to me when he said he no longer had feelings for her? “What is a blood oath?” He sighs running his fingers through his hair. “It is an oath made with blood that I cannot go back on. Years ago when we were together, I promised her protection. I have to keep up my end of the oath. I have to let her in, but that doesn’t change anything between you and me.”

Carter, still catching his breath, steadied himself and locked eyes with Misty. "Misty, what are you doing?" he asked. Misty's expression was heartbreakingly sorrowful. "Darling, I don't want to divorce you." "So, you've chosen this way to force my hand?" Carter clenched his fists tightly as he looked at her. He had always known that Misty carried an extreme and obsessive type of love for Zach. At one point, he had even envied and longed for that kind of devotion. But now that he was the subject of that obsessive love, he felt suffocated.

On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, the two men who cherish me above all else are absent. One is Vittorio Luciano, the only son of the Luciano family from the east, while the other is Carlos Gambino, the heir to the Gambino family from the south. This is a matter that could easily be settled with a few words, yet they try to think up all sorts of excuses to brush me off. "Anna, a gunfight has broken out at the port to the north, so I really can't step away." "I have to hold a family meeting with the elders. I can't skip it." However, the two men have barely hung up on me when I see them appear beside my adopted younger sister, Liliana Siciliano, at her coming-of-age ceremony. The

It wasn't just a simple vow, it was a deep commitment and trust between us to engrave our love in our hearts until the end of our lives. "Luna, for richer or poorer, do you swear that you will always love Alpha Garyson?" "I do." I gazed at him, my tone very firm. No matter what happens after that, I will always love him. He was my mate and my lover. He was the one who saved me. "Do you swear that you are sincere in joining the Blood Moon pack and that you will always be loyal to the pack?" "I do." I said seriously. It was an oath to the pack.

My own eyes filled with tears. I replied in my native tongue, pledging her my undying love, my unwavering loyalty, and my life. We recalled our journey, the trials we had overcome, and the happiness we had found in each other. The words we had shared, the promises of our past lives, were now sealed in this one, under the watchful gaze of the moon. This ceremony, though only symbolic, was more profound than any legal oath. It was a reaffirmation of our bond, a consecration of our love before the elements and the Lunar Wolf. At the end, our lips joined in a tender and meaningful kiss, sealing our fate.

An oath made in blood is a chain on the soul. And once sworn, it cannot be broken. The Academy was unusually quiet the morning after Trial Two. Too quiet. The silence didn’t feel like peace—it felt like tension coiled beneath the surface, ready to strike. Ava stood at the center of the Hall of Oaths, surrounded by firelit stone, her mother’s letter clenched tightly in one hand. The second page haunted her. Only love can destroy fate. But love was the most dangerous weapon in this place.

Vows of Forever The officiant cleared his throat, smiling warmly. "We are gathered here today, not just to witness a union, but to celebrate love's resilience. Valentine and Arnulfo stand before us, proving that love can rise from tragedy, from war, from loss. And tonight, they choose each other—again. He stretched out his hand to Valentine, the tips of his fingers tracing along her knuckles. His voice was steady but deep enough to make her heart pound in her chest.

Linnea rose to her feet and knelt in the center of the room. There are three kinds of loyalty oaths. The first type is the loyalty oath which risks the neck. The second type is the loyalty oath which risks the heartbeat that is the source of life. Then the last, the type of loyalty oath that risks the blood in the whole body. The third type of loyalty oath is the oath that brings the most painful death, where the blood of a person who has been violated will be pulled out by the Moon Goddess slowly. The person would feel excruciating pain for three days until all the blood in his/her body dripped out through mouth.