Oaths And Omissions Novels & Stories

I only catch fragments love, honor, duty. Things that mean nothing in a marriage like this. “Skyla Parker,” the officiant’s voice pulls me back to the present, “do you take Alonso Ignacio to be your lawfully wedded husband?” I swallow hard, the weight of the question heavier than I expected. This is it. The point of no return.

How dare you demand marriage now that you're pregnant, Lily! Lily stood with her pregnant belly thrust forward, glaring furiously at Mateo. "Do you think you can just walk away after knocking me up, Mateo? You'd better not even think about it! "I'll call the police and tell them you raped me if you dare abandon me and this child! I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life rotting in prison!" Mateo hadn't expected Lily to descend into such madness. He took a long, steadying breath to regain his composure and countered, "I haven't even begun to hold you accountable for misappropriating the company funds! You'll find yourself in a position far worse than mine once your actions are revealed

The ring on my finger gleamed, a reminder of every stolen glance, every whispered promise, every night of surrender and laughter that had led to this day. Mia stood nearby, glowing with pride and excitement. Her smile was unguarded, open, and completely genuine. “I have never seen you two so… whole,” she said softly, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “It is perfect. Really perfect.” The ceremony began, simple yet profoundly moving. The officiant spoke with warmth and sincerity, acknowledging not just the bond between Grayson and me, but the journey that had brought us here—the chaos, the forbidden moments, the trust rebuilt, and the love that had only grown stronger through every

"Nothing to expose. No leverage to pull. There is only the oath… the house that guards it… and your child, who is named by it." I didn’t move. "Every oath begins somewhere," I said. My voice was steady. It had to be. "You told me yourself here, in this room that Morrigane’s oath came after a scandal no one speaks of anymore." I leaned forward slightly, fingers brushing the cold edge of the desk. "An oath isn’t a law of nature, Seraphina. It’s a choice. Someone made it. For a reason. At a specific moment in time." I held her gaze.

"Have you forgotten what day it is? Reeking of decay! How did I raise such a useless son!" I stood behind my brother and saw Draven's hand tremble slightly as he signed the papers. After breaking the blood-bond and completing the blood supply negotiations, my brother took my arm, and we left. I took one last look back at Draven. A flicker of dying hope shone in his eyes. "Draven," my voice was calm, "I forgive you." His eyes instantly lit up. "Really? Isolde, you..."

I grabbed the nearest ornament on the table and hurled it in their direction. Liam blocked it effortlessly, smirking. "What's wrong? Losing your temper already?" I raised my voice to defend myself. "First of all, Liam, I know your villa has security cameras. If you really want to know if I spilled the coffee, check the footage. "Second, I'm no one's mistress. I married my husband legally in broad daylight, with a proper wedding held in Zentara. And lastly, I have zero interest in whatever ridiculous family drama the two of you have going on.

Sterilization sweep (all surfaces and tools) Specimen readiness (Ellie’s ova vial, labelled with date) Sperm capsule integrity (Amy’s donor sample), Incubator lock tests (backup battery charged) Emergency shutoff protocols Biometric confirmations (Ellie, Amy, Dario passcodes) Guard rotations (two outside, two inside each corridor) Final surgeon’s oath (Ellie and Amy’s signatures) Ceremonial vow (spoken freely, unrecorded) Ellie’s pulse pounded as she checked each line. She paused at item 9 and pressed her thumb against the paper, smudging ink. The oath: “We enter this threshold bound by trust, by hope, and by love. Should anything fail, we bear the witness of our own will.”

“As is tradition, the Welcome Oath will be spoken before all. Any who claim the title of emissary must bind themselves with truth, loyalty, and humility before the pack that receives them. If their claim is false, if their pride outweighs their honesty, the Oath will reveal it.” Her gaze slid to me, deliberate, cutting. “And humility, after all, is the true test of honor.” The crowd hummed, shifting. I caught Cael stiffen beside me. My throat tightened. Humility. That was the trap. If I resisted, if I refused, I would look arrogant… unfit to be what I claimed. If I accepted, Dahlia would twist it, force me to kneel, to bow lower than any princess should. Liam moved then, stepping into view a

I looked from the book to Elias and back to the book, "I promise, it was blank before." "What does it say now?" Elias asked, he didn't believe me. I returned my focus to the book and read it out for him. "The oath only manifests itself when the king or the others person linked to the oath is in trouble. It helps the shield find their exact collection and protect them in time, the only times the shield wouldn't work is if the anchor is far away from the shield. The oath powers is wild, fera, dangerous and crazy. This oath shouldn't be activated unless both parties are willing. There are no bypass with this oath and the main job of the shield is to protect its anchor. A way to reduced the inte

There was no hesitance or reluctance as Alexander immediately agreed. “Recite the oath of omertà.” Alexander turned to the crowd with confidence in his stature. “I vow to never, under any circumstances, apply for justice to the legal authorities and never to assist in detecting crimes committed against oneself or others. The right to avenge wrongs is reserved for the victims and their families. If I break this vow, may I be punished with death?” I let out a breathy exhale at the vow. This was the infamous code of silence that was punishable by death. To think that Alexander made this vow without fear.