Oaths And Omissions Novels & Stories

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

The door shuts with the precise click of things that cannot be undone. They start with preliminaries — names, spellings, affirmation that we understand we are under oath. My voice wobbles a little at first as if the oath itself were a physical thing pressing on my collarbone. Then counsel steers with gentle competence; the questions are warmups, the kind of thing meant to put you at ease before the teeth appear.

Victor tried to argue. "So... About that... I was looking at the oath and the words that were spoken... There is a loophole." Ishtar finished eating the pieces of chocolate and put the container aside. "When you found Ayla, your mate, another person was added... They do not commit to protecting her, obey her, or have any obligation to her. Of course, that's not all, because I think things were going on well before you found her... But the flaw in the oath is that the heads of houses are loyal to you, but your subordinates are loyal to the heads of houses... At least those who haven't sworn to you personally." "If things get too complicated, I can simply stop sharing Strïth's ability and ever

I agreed, relief swelling. A unseen hairline crack winked, vanished. We stared, hearts pounding. “Normal settling,” Jace said hastily. “Nothing normal here,” Dax muttered grimly. I lifted slate, coded final seal. “Oath of Stillness,” I whispered, entering with trembling fingers. Rhea’s lips parted, heart jumping. “Don’t—” Mom warned. Whisper slid like breath on window. “You bound a finger,” Rhea said thinly. “Not the hand.” Arm hairs lifted in dread.

Jonah lowered his head under the flood of accusations, while Shannon had already collapsed onto the floor, crying hysterically. Seeing there was no escape left, Dr. Hamilton suddenly shouted toward the police, “I confess! I was forced into it! They knew I had taken bribes before, so they threatened to expose me if I didn’t cooperate! I’m sorry, Dr. Lane, I’ve disgraced my position as a doctor.” The entire hall exploded into chaos. Medical staff began whispering loudly, their voices rising. As I looked at the pale faces of Jonah and Shannon, I knew one thing for certain: their lies had finally begun to crumble.

"We needed to kill off his brother because he betrayed the omertà." "He betrayed the what?" I raise a brow. "Omertà is the code of silence and honor that we uphold as members of this organization. Betraying the omertà is one of the most shameful things you can do as a made man," he continues. "And how does one betray this code?" I ask out of curiosity. "By having a big mouth and being a pussy," he smirks. I try to stifle my laughter, "Explain further, please."

“When I try to connect with Tatum, the oath takes it as me cheating. I’m given pain as punishment and it alerts you the way a regular bond would and you feel it as if you yourself are being cheated.” I scoff at the complexity of it all. It seems so simple, so easy now that we’ve figured it out. But understanding the oath doesn’t bring me any closer to breaking it completely and stepping away from the role I have. “Fucking hell.” Milo grumbles, leaning onto the table before him. “I thought you were just supposed to avoid physical intimacy.”

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?”

I broke the seal and read it standing in the doorway with the cold corridor air coming in around Juno's shoulders. It was very short for something so lethal. The High Council of Pack Governance hereby notifies Lyra Hale, formerly of the Crescent Pack, of her obligation to present herself for voluntary classification and assessment under Statute 1.1 of the Governance Charter. Failure to comply within seventy-two hours of receipt will result in authorized territorial access being granted to the Office of Statute Enforcement. Compliance is not optional. Resistance will be treated as confirmation of threat classification. — Office of Head Adjudicator Caelindra Voss

Liam replied icily. Jaden's entire body stiffened. His face fell, and he said meekly, "Mr. Cole, I'm sure you can understand my predicament. We are not allowed to disclose the names of our clients. It is one of the most important rules of this business, and to break this oath is akin to committing the most blasphemous sin. I…" Before Jaden could even finish, Liam cut him off, "Either tell me or die. The choice is in your hands. Think wisely, Mr. Sanders."