Relationship Blood Oath Hand Novels & Stories

he said with a big smile. “But,” I said, continuing for him. ”Not but, I am very happy. AND. There is something you need to know before you take that blood oath. The alpha and you will each cut your hand and then shake. It bonds you forever to the pack. But when you do this, he will be able to feel your power. Not the wolf kind.” he said, giving me the knowing eyes. Fuck. I may or may not have forgotten about that. “Will he know what it is?”

He hadn't kept his eyes nor hands off of me, it had made me feel special. With the fire crackling in the fireplace I could feel myself being lulled to sleep after listening to the light sound of the rain until he finally spoke making me look up at him. "You asked me why I can't just leave that life," he breathed staring up at the ceiling. "Truth is baby, I'm trying to," he replied releasing a heavy sigh that held within it the frustration of a man attempting to cut off any ties, "that's part of what I've been doing lately. But it's not easy to just walk away once you take the oath ." The oath he was referring to was a blood oath that was a part of a ritual that originated from Roman-Catholic

“Then we will avenge her together.” His hand found hers. “On my life,” he vowed, then she tightened her grip. “On my blood.” Their foreheads touched, sealing a promise forged in grief and destiny. “A blood oath,” Ryker murmured. Zara’s voice was steady. “A blood oath.” — Far beyond the fortress, Malachi stood atop a cliff overlooking the forest. Blood dripped from his wound, but his crimson eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “The bond has awakened,” he whispered.

I told him to forget Carlotta as it’d cost him his life and I didn’t want any tension in the family. I hoped he’d understand and overcome the heartbreak which wasn’t easy at all. “Emiliano Sorreno and Carlotta Orsini, we are here in front of our Goddess and our loved ones to witness the union of your souls, not by the fate but by the laws. Now, you will have to perform the blood oath and link your bond.” The chief priest said to them. He slit their palms and then Emiliano and Carlotta joined their palms. Their blood merged their wolves. The transfer of energy could be felt in the air.

She asked. "I won't say a word about it to anyone else." Hunter replied. "Promise?" Rose asked. "I promise. We can have a blood oath if you still want some more surety Queen." He said with a serious voice. Rose's eyes widen hearing him. Blood oath? She knows what blood oath means. You have to cut your hand and mix your blood together as a promise. In supernatural, it is a type of promise which you can't break no matter what. "No no. It's alright. I trust you that you won't tell anyone else. There's no need for blood oath." Rose said. She doesn't likes to see blood, it makes her scared.

Kael felt it immediately—the shift in proximity, the subtle tightening of the bond, like a thread pulling taut between them. “There are records,” Lucien said. “Old ones. Before the academy became what it is now.” Kael turned slightly, watching him. “And?” Lucien’s gaze flicked toward him. “They mention something called a Blood Oath Bond.” The words settled heavily in the room. Kael’s expression didn’t change, but his chest tightened. “Explain.” Lucien’s voice lowered. “It’s not something that happens by chance. It’s ritual-based. Rare. Dangerous.”

“A blood oath ensures that.” Zion studied me for a long moment. Then, slowly, he nodded. “Alright. A blood oath it is.” I mind linked Owen and asked for the ceremonial dagger and he brought it immediately. Zion had his own strapped to his belt. We both sliced our palms, letting the blood drip onto the ancient sigil carved into the wooden table between us. “With this blood,” I said, my voice ringing with finality, “Crescent Moon and Haven Pack are bound by oath. When I call, you must answer.”

When she had everyone's attention, she announced that we would perform a ceremony right now to make me the leader of the strongest coven in the world. Then she slashed both of our hands and joined them. One of the elderly witches came towards us and wrapped our hands with a necklace. "I am going to make you take a blood oath. I hope you know what it is right,?" S he asks me. "Yes, a blood oath is a promise made by a person to another person with the help of blood, and if the person breaks his/her promise, then that person will have to suffer consequences or will die an excruciating death," I said to her.

I saw the small frown on the king’s face, but it was fleeting as a murmur rippled through the crowd once more. "Then I bind you to it by an oath of blood." He took the knife from Gamma Henry, slicing his own hand before I held mine out. He took it, making a deep cut along my palm. I made sure the blood didn’t drip onto my dress as I ignored the sting of pain. We then shook hands, sealing the oath by blood. Everyone clapped, and Charlene passed me a cloth to wipe away the blood. "Congratulations, my angel." She said, hugging me.

His eyes were on Kael, staring at him intently as if he was scared of something—something I couldn't quite wrap my head around. "Yes, I agree," he finally gave in. "Now, since all the parties involved are present and they all have agreed, it's time for the Alphas of the two packs to take a blood oath based on Alpha Alexander's terms," an Elder said. A blood oath—an oath that could never be broken and if the parties involved decided to do so, they would not only pay with their lives, but with the lives of their entire packs. "Alpha Alexander and Alpha Lucas, please step forward," the elders requested and they both stepped forward, facing each other.