Parabatai Oath Novels & Stories

“But if they do… no one will know they ever existed.” They met in the crypt hall to finalize the oath, a ritual older than any paper contract. Each Specter swore on a drop of blood and a whisper of silence. Bianca stood beneath the serpent crest, the torches flickering shadows across her face. As the last oath was taken, a faint tremor ran through the stone beneath their feet. Lucia paused. “Did you feel that?” Matteo’s gaze snapped to Bianca. She didn’t answer, only turned toward the sealed archway, where the carvings seemed to shimmer faintly in the light.

"Adriel will tear this house down before he lets that happen." "I know," I say, looking down at my boots. "The worst part is, I am stronger than her. I could pin her in ten seconds. But I am not allowed to." "What do you mean?" Robert demands. Imelda steps between us. "Every warrior in training here must take an oath. They pledge never to spill the blood of the Alpha’s family. If Betty defends herself properly tomorrow, the magic of the oath will choke her." Robert opens his mouth to speak, but the front door blows off its hinges with a loud splintering crash.

I smiled at him as well and got one in return. Finally Tristan looked at me and cleared his throat to get my attention, my attention was instantly on him, “We will do it.” This made my heart flutter, though I wasn’t exactly sure why. I hopped off the table, Mat handing me his knife as I approached the group. I took it and sliced my palm, handing it then to Tristan who did the same and handed it to his father, who also followed suit. We pressed our hands together letting our blood mingle, “Alpha Daemon Willow, Alpha-to-be Tristan Willow, do you agree in this oath of blood, to keep everything that is said in this room to yourselves, to not act on it without my permission? Do you agree that fai

“Balance requires order. Your families defied it. The oath corrected what pride destroyed.” “It wasn’t balanced,” Juliette said. “It was bondage. You called it justice. I call it a curse.” Carrow tilted his head. “Then come. Undo what was written.” He gestured to the stone basin on the altar. Within it, dark liquid simmered - ink mixed with something more ancient. Floating in the center was a rolled scroll, sealed in blood-red wax. “The original oath,” Carrow Elias murmured. “Signed in blood. Written in vengeance. It can be broken - but not without cost.”

I did not look at him but I could see him through the corner of my eyes while I kept my attention on my son. On the pale curve of his face… On the faint rise and fall of his chest. The priestess began the oath. “I swear before the moon and the blood that binds us.” Anton hesitated “Say it.” Kade coldly said And Anton’s voice trembled. “I swear before the moon and the blood that binds us.” “I will speak the truth.” “I will speak the truth.” He replied. “And nothing but the truth.” “And nothing but the truth.” He replied again.

The 11 warriors taking the oath stood in a line in front of me and the rest of Silverclaw. “Trevor, Dominic, Edgar, Thomas, Theresa, Haven, Han, Krystal, Christian, Joshua, and Jacob, do you vow fealty to Silverclaw, accept the name Barrier, and ensure the safety of the Silverclaw name, even if it brings you your death?” “I do.” They each repeated. “Trevor Barrier, to swear this oath to the Silverclaw family, you must ensure this with a blood oath. Doing so will illuminate you completely if ever you were to betray, or cause ill intent to Silverclaw. Do you accept?”

But they didn't know that Tori only took a gamble for the sake of her best course of action. Lady M and the second prince agreed and signed an oath contract. An oath contract was a sacred contract and only a few choose to use this. After signing and reading all the terms and conditions, the three burned the contract together. It was a sign that it was a promise that only the three of them knew. As nobles, Lady M and the second prince respected the oath contract, leaving Tori to feel secure.

"What do you mean?" She stood, dusting dust from her cloak. "They tricked you. What you two just did was not a trial in the way that you understand. You made an oath." Orion furrowed his brow. "What kind of oath?" "A blood oath, made on emotional sacrifice," she said to me. "The coven compelled you to swear that you'd never harm a witch again. And if either of you ever does, by mistake or by design, the other will be required to kill them."

“It’s tradition. Do what I do. Say nothing.” The host stepped forward, holding the dagger in one hand and the vial in the other. “This ritual binds Matteo and his companion to the family, a mark of their loyalty and unity.” He turned to Matteo. “Are you ready to swear the oath?” Matteo inclined his head. “I am.” The host then looked at me, his gaze piercing even through the mask. “And you, Alessia Moretti. Are you ready to stand beside Matteo Romano and uphold this bond, no matter the cost?”

"How can you be so sure?" He changed the subject swiftly, turning his attention to the triplets. "We need to seal this pact with a blood oath. It's the only way to ensure the bond is recognized and respected by all." I nodded in agreement. I saw my brothers follow as well but I could see the hesitation clear in Phera's eyes. This was not something I wanted for my future daughter, that is if we even had one but the risk came above it all. A blood oath would make it set in stone but we had no choice. If I had choose over and over again I would make the same decision if it meant we could save Phera was the torture she had endured.