Say You Swear Book Novels & Stories

The room went quiet in a new way. "The altar is not a parlor trick, child." Cyrus's smile didn't move. "A blood oath sworn falsely on holy ground unmakes the one who swears it — burns the wolf out of the body and leaves the body behind. I would not see you destroyed by your own bravado. You may not understand the weight of what you're offering."

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

In turn, I pursed my lips uneasily and pressed them against his, saying, “But you have to swear that you’re not lying to me.” “Swear?” “Yeah. That you are telling me the truth. That you won’t lie to me.” Dicken’s lips finally arched wider at those words, his smile broadening vaguely. His webbed paws reached up my back before sliding down to my rump, grasping them tightly to hold myself firmly against him, even as I felt his bratwurst extending by inches. “I won’t let anyone touch you… even if it’s the ‘me’ from another dimension.”

“Our mate doesn’t.” “We haven’t even given him the opportunity to know us.” Theia argues. “We haven’t even been around him. Allowed to bond and be close. To mark one another.” “The book.” The thought strikes me like lightning. I pull the book out of my hiding space. Small gold lettering appears on the cover. “The Covenant of the Coven.” I read aloud. I open the book to the cover page and read. “Forsake your selfish endeavors! The covenant shall be made to the Coven, not to oneself!

“You are terrible at comfort.” I bump my shoulder into his. “I’m very good at honesty. You can get pretty words from anyone. You don’t need it from me.” He tilts his head, studying my face like he’s trying to decide how much of that he believes. “Say it again,” he says finally. “What?” “That this is your promise. Not Redmaw’s.” “I will never swear anything for Redmaw again,” I say. “Those vows are ash. This one is for you.”

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"And I swear if you mess this one chance up, you're going to pay dearly for it." "I promise. I won't mess it up again." He said, flashing me a glimpse of his dimples. How I missed those illegal treats. "Swear." "I swear. With my life." I frowned. "Why did you have to swear with your life? I don't want anything bad to happen to you." "I know. And that's the reason I'm swearing with my life. Because I'm going to fulfil my promise to you this time around Kaitlyn. I won't fail you again. I promise."

she had said. 'What is this important thing you're looking for anyway?' I cringe when I hear Fareedah's unnaturally loud voice, and Quain ducks like he has been shot. 'Keep your bloody voice down,' he snarls, rubbing the bruised side of his face. Fareedah grits her teeth. 'I'm a wolven, Quain. I've killed more things than you'd think, and gods know I'd be more than willing to take a beast life or two at the moment,' she snarls back. He scoffs but goes on walking, his back slightly straighter this time. 'It's a book,' Saelyna says. 'A book?' 'It sounds….less important when I say it out loud'. 'And this…book did not come to your knowledge sooner?' 'No,' Saelyna replies with a thoughtful frown,

I don’t know if it was a slip of the tongue or if he meant to tell me about signing the book, but I didn’t miss what he said when he was reading the guys the riot act. “It is. You have two options. Sign with any pen you like, and you will be claiming your gifts from the Llewellyn line, or...” he looks at Phoenix, then me as he takes a long, deep breath and rubs his finger and thumb over his short beard. “If you sign your name in your blood, it will seal my blood oath and bind me to you. As you can see, the last twelve names all took the latter route.” He looks down at the book, which is still open in front of me. The names are dark red, almost black, and I don’t know how I didn’t notice it