Purple Lantern Oath Novels & Stories

My heartbeat pounds harder as the priest continues reciting vows. Pierre lifts my hand carefully. His fingers tighten slightly around mine. “Do you, Minthe Vale, offer your blood, loyalty, and soul beneath the Moon Goddess to stand beside this Alpha as his chosen Luna?” Every sacrifice flashes through my mind all at once. The years. The pain. The relief. The future waiting right in front of me. “I do,” I answer quietly. Pierre’s eyes never leave mine as he slices the blade across his palm. Blood beads instantly against his skin.

"Always." The Binding Oath was an ancient rite, almost lost to time. It was once the ceremony used to anoint leaders not by blood or ambition, but by spirit. When Arthur and Isabella stepped into the circle, the torches dimmed, and a low hum filled the air—as if the cathedral itself remembered. Michael raised the Book of Declarations and began to chant, his voice steady, each word resonating like thunder. "Let this bond be sealed not by name or house, but by sacrifice. Let the blood spilled and the hearts broken be the foundation of the world to come."

His eyes were dark, red seeping into his iris, "That doesn't answer my question." "The spell I did was a Blood Oath. A forbidden spell that linked my life forces with yours. I get to share your pain as you would mine. It wasn't supposed to stay this long. I didn't know Reine was dead. When I did spell, I did it with the thought of Reine breaking it. Only a Priest or a Priestess can break the Oath." "The tattoo of the Oath is what's on my hand." I added. "That's all."

“Not if you do it with me. Guardians and dragons. Pact remade.” Bella nods. “We’re in.” The ritual is clumsy and half-improvised. They cut Jenifer’s, Zayla’s, and Bella’s palms and pressed their hands together over the spiral. The blue, violet, and silver drip into the stone. For a second, nothing happens. Then, the spiral flares white, a halo of light that lifts their hair, makes their teeth rattle, and burns every remnant of the old convergence to ash. When the light fades, the world is quiet. Liam is breathing normally. The spiral is only a scar. And the sky above is calm, shot through with the faintest edge of dawn.

" Purple said confidently as tears escaped from her eyes. 'In the presence of everyone, Alpha Alpha knight Vance and Human Girl Purple miller had taken their vows. As per the law, these two have sealed their fate together by accepting each other. May I have the rings please?' The priest asked as Ione; mate walked forward with a red cushion on which two beautiful rings made out of the finest gold and precious stone.

“To bind the oath, blood must be spilled. It’s how the magic takes hold.” A cold dread curled in my stomach. “Whose blood?” Another pause. Elias’s voice was grim. “Ours.” I felt the air leave my lungs. “You mean… all of you?” Ronan nodded. “A drop of blood from each of us, bound together in the ritual. It ensures that if anyone breaks the oath, they’ll feel the consequences.” I swallowed hard. “What kind of consequences?” Luka’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Pain. Maybe death, depending on how severely the oath is broken.”

One spinning clockwise and the other counter clockwise. “Latin for : Auroras of the twilight moons, restrain this tormented soul to his sentient form.” The skys erupted with purple, green, and turquoise light as it rained on top of grave hart in a epic fury. As the lights dispersed, the thief returned to his human form with Olivia’s emblem glowing on his chest. “What did you do to me?” Olivia reached out her hand as her silver Maiden pulled Grave hart flat to the ground. “Binding hex,” Olivia said.” As long as my symbol is on you, you can’t go all berserk on me,”

“Shall we begin?” The chant stops, and everything went into silence. From the pain that the holder of Aries, Pauleen just felt. She now finds herself in the middle of a circle that suddenly formed around her. The neon purple light made its way to connect the lines and wrote the symbol that she is well aware of what it is. She immediately stands, wanting to protest, but couldn’t. “You already agreed to this. Besides, the moment that you utter that word and got even the slightest emotion of assurance and your willingness. That is more than enough to have this spell to be placed.”

"In this day and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power. As our bloods mix in this bowl, we promise to give thee thy souls. If our tongues break this oath to our friend, then our lives will come to an end." Lucy's eyes glowed blue as she casted her spell. A bright white light took over the basin as the spell set in motion. There was a popping sound and then the bowl disappeared in a ray of silver light, like it had never been there. "Wow!" Ariel exclaimed. "The oath has been activated," Lucy sighed. "Now tell us what this is about?" Cameron barked. "It's about Anna," Kanyon let out. "What about Anna?" Alpha Daniel urged. "The Priestess is passing a decree for our wedding."

The Lantern Chain Procession had slowed into the Betrothal Lantern Rite — an ancient Beta courtship tradition woven into the solstice for generations. In the open snowfield at the end of the procession, participants formed smaller circles. Each Beta suitor lit a special lantern with a personal vow of gentle protection, patience, and honest love, then offered it to the woman he courted. The lanterns were released together, their silver threads linking destinies in a soft, respectful bond — unlike the raw, dominant claims of Alpha pacts.