Plighted Troth Novels & Stories

Scarlet says. When Bethany continues to resist, Scarlet holds out her pinkie. “Bestie Promise. The only promise greater than a Bestie Promise is a promise to your mate. As long as no one is getting hurt, we won’t say a word,” Scarlet says. Sloane immediately hooks her pinkie with Scarlet’s. I’ve seen their necklaces. I didn’t truly understand what they meant until now. “Come on, Bethany, hook your pinkie with ours. You, too, Stephanie,” Scarlet says.

Ethan’s face drained of color, and he instinctively opened his mouth to protest. But Rose grabbed his hand and turned to the priest, urging him: “Father, please begin the ceremony.” The priest froze for a moment, glancing at Ethan’s strained expression, unsure how to proceed. Rose nudged him again: “Hurry up, Ethan. All the guests are watching.” Ethan’s gaze locked on Rose, a storm of conflicting emotions in his eyes. The priest cleared his throat and, steeling himself, began the vows: “Mr. Ethan Shaw, do you take the lady before you… to be your wife, to love and honor her, in wealth and in poverty, in sickness and in health, until the end of your days?”

She was ruining my day and I would never let that stand. I turned back toward Calliope who had a huge grin on her face as she'd watched me put Theresa in her place. "Shall we continue?" She said and opened the book again. "Today we bring these two souls together to become one." She said in a clear voice. "Travis of Forest Moon, do you take Lyla as your forever mate, forsakeing all others for her until your death?" Travis held my hands and looked deep into my eyes. "I absolutely do." He said triumphantly.

“That… is it possessed?” “This isn’t natural.” Harper’s smirk faltered, panic flashing in her eyes. Julian changed his tune instantly. “Baby, this is spirit interference in the house! You left because you were scared, didn’t you? I’ll burn it when we get home!” The judge turned to me. “Do you wish to reconcile?” “No,” I said without a pause. Victor stepped forward. “Please play the third folder.” On the screen, Julian knelt before the Plush Wolf Doll, holding out a bouquet of Blood Moon Roses—the ultimate mating pledge, symbol of a lifelong bond.

Ultimate trust. Donovan hesitates. His hand shakes against my shoulder. "Are you sure?" "Completely." His teeth sink into the junction of my neck and shoulder. Quick. Precise. The pain is sharp but brief. Magic flares. The mark forms. Permanent. His claim on me visible to the world. Then my turn. He exposes his throat. Trusting me the same way. My bite matches his. The mark appears on his neck. My claim on him. The bond completes. The gold rope becomes unbreakable. Soul-deep. Forever.

Noah pledged with his hands in Jessy's. Jessy gave him one of the necklaces as a symbol of their lasting friendship and brotherhood. They both wore the necklace everywhere and every time. *************************************************** Noah opened his drawers and held the necklace in his hand. He had stayed loyal to Jessy but Jessy betrayed him. He wore the necklace from the day it was put on him till the day Jessy told him to his face, while he was on a hospital bed, that he could have killed him. This same Jessy was back to continue from where he stopped. The symbol of their friendship no longer held water. Their fathers would be very happy now their cordial relationship was ruined.

“With every power in my soul, I love you.” His words made the woman smile. “You won’t punish Tireh and the doctor, right? I was the one who begged them to help me.” “I won’t. Their deceit doesn’t matter because you are alive and with me.” He hugged her closer, his eyes observing every corner of her face. “Aspen, let us be happy, okay?” “Okay.” He kissed her forehead. “We should also have that mating ceremony we never got to experience.” As she adjusted the way she leaned into him, her hands cupped his face, and she wiped off his tears. “As long as I am not betrayed, I will be there.”

“Amy, please don’t overreact. I’ve told you before. Lily is like my sister. I promised her brother I’d take care of her, and you’re my love, the woman I’m going to marry.” “Oh, so your mom just said that you’re marrying Lily. Congratulations!” “You know that’s not true. Lily’s pregnant, and she’s too physically weak to get an abortion. She’s still in school, and if people find out she’s pregnant before marriage, her reputation will be ruined. The only thing I can do is marry her, have the baby, and then we’ll be done. Please don’t be upset.”

Our souls. People gasped. Seeing the trinity bond manifest physically. Rare. Special. Then our daughter added her light. Toddled forward. Placed her small glowing hands on top of ours. Her silver light mixed with the bond. Turned it golden. Radiant. "Pretty," she declared. Smile at us. Everyone laughed. The moment breaking from solemn to joyful. "We promise together," I continued. Including her now. "To raise this miracle. Face challenges united. Honor this bond. Build peace. Choose love. Always."