Say You Swear Summary Novels & Stories

Felicity sobbed and said, "Swear to me." Vermont immediately raised three fingers and said, "I swear. If I tell anyone, God will punish me by striking lightning on me, okay? Don't cry." "No!" Felicity sobbed and said, "Swear that you'll be infertile but still full of children and grandchildren if you tell anyone." Vermont's mouth twitched. He thought, 'Isn't this curse too vicious?' "Are you going to swear?" Felicity looked at him with an expression that she would continue to cry if he did not swear it.

She’d come too far to let this fall apart now. Greg walked toward the witness stand, and everyone in the room shifted their attention. The door creaked open, and Sarah Thompson entered, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. She made her way toward the stand, looking calm but a little too composed for Suzanne’s liking. Sarah swore her oath, raising her right hand, her voice steady but with an edge that made Suzanne's blood run cold. “I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God.”

"I will kill him." My voice is a vow, unwavering and absolute. "I swear it on my life. I will kill him for what he’s done to you."

I let it remind me who I had been and what had been done to me. I breathed in, slow and shallow. The air filled my lungs and burned the way truth does when it wakes you up from a safer, stupid sleep. I said the words out loud because if I only told myself the vow it might be a secret that quietly died. If I shouted it at the moon, maybe the world would have to answer for the promise I made in my own throat. “I swear,” I said—first soft, then louder—“I swear I will not be broken into pieces for someone else’s comfort ever again.”

His voice is void of emotion, it almost made Klyde, himself, shiver. “I don’t fucking care if you don’t believe the actuality of our marriage. I don’t fucking care if you think he did it for money. I don’t give a flying fuck, believe me." He made a show of lightly turning his body to the right, meeting the eyes of everyone else in the room, hanging onto his every words. His jaw clenched, eyes sharp and threatening. Only a fool wouldn't bow before him. He uttered his next words with so much venom that made everyone flinch, including Mr. Wong, who had been sending them his own glares.

Breaking through them would take days, but unfortunately I don't have days… My hand swung so fast that no one saw it until the impact of a few bones breaking and teeth clattering to the ground, rang in my ears like music. My wolf howled for more. “Let me repeat myself once more,” I scowled, cleaning invisible dirt away from my knuckles. “Do you even understand what you did? You didn’t just sign Milo up for suicide match. You spat on everything we built. Our oath, the brotherhood, our order. We never betray one another. Never.”

Maybe… maybe we could use him. “Alright, ill tell you, but you need to Swear first. Swear you won’t repeat a word unless it endangers Adrian,” I blurted. “Swear on the pack.” Connor’s brows rose. “You’re asking an awful lot.” I stepped closer to the bars, diary clutched to my chest. “If I’m right, Alpha Adrian’s entire world is about to shift. I can’t risk gossip or half-truths.” He studied my face, then exhaled. “Fine. I swear on the Southern Pack and on my honor as Beta—I’ll keep it secret until evidence says otherwise.”

God is always watching. Timothy breathed a sigh of relief when he heard those words. He felt as if he had just walked out of the gates of hell. His expensive shirt was soaked with sweat. "Yes! You're right to reprimand us, Ms. Crestfall!" Timothy swallowed his saliva to moisten his dry throat and said fearfully, "Today, in front of so many famous figures of Sumeria, I, Timothy Kerr, solemnly swear that from today onward, I will cleanse my heart, start anew, and strive to be worthy of my conscience! I'd like to ask everyone here to be my witness!"

Swara came and sat in front of Seb on her knees, Seb took the crown from the plate which one man was holding. He kept the crown on Swara’s head, and the whole room echoed from the claps again. Their families were also standing and clapping happily. Seb helped Swara in getting up and while holding her hand turns around to face all. Seb asked her to repeat after him, and Swara did as he said. She took vows that she will always show her loyalty and will never betray them. She will try to help others in the time of need. After completion of the rituals Seb and Swara came down, their family met them first, and after that Seb, one by one introduced her with the heads of all mafia empires. She was

Unmoving. “You okay?” I whispered. He nodded slowly. “I don’t deserve this.” “Why?” I said, brushing hair from his face. “You do. And you have it anyway.” His eyes closed, and he let his forehead fall to mine. “I’ve killed people.” “I know.” “I lied to you.” “I know.” “I betrayed my oath.” “And yet,” I whispered, “you’re still the only place I feel safe.” A pause. And then— “I love you,” he said, finally. “God help me, Carmenta. I love you so damn much.”