Orange Lantern Corps Oath Novels & Stories

"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

She only nods her head. “Blood Oath is an Oath of the Noble Members to their Leader. It is a Pledge of Loyalty. A person who took the oath and rebelled against the Leader will be killed mercilessly and brutally.” Her face was full of amusement, as Leon explained. “That means all of your pledges with your life?” She asked, and Leon nodded. “Didn’t you take that oath when you became a member of the Second Rank Nobles? Didn’t you pledge to Lady Amber, your Head Noble Leader?” He asked, full of confusion. Oriana smiled.

She breathes in, allowing her body to throw away her weight of concern. Once the ceremony has been sealed, she will have me forever. That should be the most important. “Shall the Alphas take the thumbs of their Lunas?” the oracle announces. I reach for Lada’s thumb, a grin still on my face. The oracle continues, “The Moon is full and ready for the bond to be sealed. By the Goddess who shall bless this union tonight, let the Alphas drink of the blood of their Lunas. And seal the oath.”

“As of now, you have sworn your allegiance to the Heads. You have resolved to lay your lives down for a greater cause, bigger than all of us. Do you all accept to be inducted into the clan of Tomasa children?!” “WE DO!” “And do you swear to protect our cause with your lives and be awarded eternal gratitude?!” “WE DO!” “Then move forth, march into the battle holding you heads high for you are worthy to be granted the protection of The Great Link!” The administrative head had his hands elevated, pointing to the clear skies. A gigantic orange ring appeared, it was so big some could have easily mistaken it for a second sun. As it propelled and shot out massive waves of orange ember, distorting t

Lorrel cuts a small incision in a replica fashion before taking a step back. I can hear a commotion from somewhere. Growls and punches being thrown but I can’t take my eyes off Lance. “Do you Aida Sagar accept the Royal Santos Pack as yours? Will you promise to uphold our pack laws and protect your people as their Queen?” Lorrel starts my oath.

"Yes." "Do you swear to uphold the Pack's values, contribute to the betterment of our community, and shun all things that could be detrimental to us?" "Yes." "Recite your oath." Lance stood up, pressed his right hand above his heart, and then turned around to look at the assembled members of the Galway Pack. "I, Lance," he said, voice loud and clear. It shouldn't have been surprising to hear him address himself with his first name only, considering that he was a Rogue, but it still made me wonder if the rumors were true.

“Your heart will rupture, your blood will boil in your veins, and your soul will shatter. Slowly. You’ll wish for death but it won’t come swiftly.” I swallowed. The oath was in some old dialect—ancient, vowel-heavy, with a rhythm like a drumbeat. I repeated the words as best I could, feeling the power lock into place with each syllable. By the time I finished, the red light in the circle flared. I gasped in shock because I honestly wasn’t expecting anything to happen. I stumbled back as the leader stepped into the glow. “You are one of us now,” he said. “A Forsworn initiate. Until death or deeper.”

His eyes haven’t left mine. Lee delivers me to Liam, placing my hands in his only to then step in front to conduct the ceremony himself. First is the Luna coronation. Liam gently turns my palm up, linking this may hurt a small amount. I feel no pain as he gently slices my palm and then his own.

"But some of us remember what we were before the chains. We want freedom, not just new management under the Void King." "Then help me stop him." "We might. But first, the oath. Prove you won't enslave us when your corruption completes." I took Lyra's blade, ready to cut my palm, when the church doors exploded. Marcus walked through the splinters, wearing shadows like armor. Behind him, twenty Chain Keepers moved in perfect synchronization, their corrupted moon bonds making them extensions of his will. "Hello, love," he said, smiling with too many teeth. "Lovely gathering. Mind if I crash?"

I stated happily. “Did you tell Nate,” Orion asked. “The most he knew was what you saw,” I stated feeling embarrassed. “Yeah, we didn’t know the extent of what happened between the two of you. We hate that he saw you like that,” Orion said. Crown nodded. I crawled on to Orion’s lap, held Crown’s hand and put my legs over his. “I really don’t know what triggered people to look into me. But because of that, I have two bodyguards shadowing me,” I said. “I know. But at the time when they stopped by, I didn’t know it was you they were referring to,” Crown said. “What,” Orion asked. “Then why do you think it was because of me,” I asked Crown. “My information comes from someone who is