Shattered Vows Cast Novels & Stories

Her voice was just a whisper. "The bastard is ruining us, and you're allowing it. We were supposed to be mated. You and me. Not that betrayer." He began to stutter. "He's killing all of us. He uses forbidden powers. You can't be with him. I won't allow it." "You cannot stop what has already been written." A man came from the shadows, earning an awful glance from the distressed man and woman. There was a glint of amusement on his features. When he got near the woman, he picked up her hand for a kiss. "My love. The vow is complete. You're mine now."

she yelled, crying. The wolf let out a dark chuckle. “See? She’s already ours.” Camela screamed, yanking her hand back. Blood sprayed from her palm, splattering the marble floor as the torches flared high up again. The whispers laughed inside her head. Vincent pulled her close, speaking quickly and softly. “We can’t break the oath here. But maybe…if we let it bleed out…” Her eyes grew wide. “What do you mean?” “If we cut deeper. If we allow the vow drain, it might weaken.”

Shelly's Vows: “Sebastian, from our first meeting to this magical moment, I have cherished every laughter, every tear, and every step in our journey. Today, I stand before you, ready to promise my love and commitment forever. I vow to support your dreams, nurture your spirit, and always stand by your side. Together, we will craft a life filled with joy, adventure, and unwavering love. I promise to celebrate with you in times of happiness and comfort you in times of sorrow. You are my best friend, my love, and my guiding light. I promise to grow with you, learn with you, and continue loving you fiercely every single day.” Pastor: “Thank you, Shelly. Sebastian, now it's your turn to speak your

About to say vows that didn’t belong to her. And I was right here. Blocked by people who didn’t know a damn thing about what we had. “Please…” My voice cracked. “Please just let me see him.” They didn’t flinch. I stepped back slowly, fists clenched, breath shaking. And for the first time since seeing that headline, tears fell. The doors didn’t open. The guards didn’t move. But the music inside shifted—rising with soft violins and quiet applause. I knew that sound. The vows were over.

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

“Citra and Michael, let there be no mistake. While the handfasting and Hecate recognize that love is dynamic and ever changing, you are making a sacred vow to one another that should not be entered into lightly. These vows that you make today signify that your souls are bound eternally, whether or not your bodies are. Even after death, the vows that you make today show your commitment to one another and the connection that your souls now share. They are sacred and cannot be easily broken. Knowing this, Citra and Michael, is it your intent to enter into this commitment to one another?” Gazing deeply into each other’s eyes, Michael and I both respond, “It is.” Bella smiles impossibly wide

I hold the picture up for her to see, “and here is you kissing him. You can't see his face clearly for the obvious reason that his face is buried on yours but you can see his tattoo, clearly identifying him.” I was ready to give her the world, I put her first in everything and that still wasn't enough for her. “I'm an idiot,” I murmured, staring into her eyes one more time feeling more broken than ever. “I never want to see you again. Get out of my house” I say quietly. “Adam, I don't know who's behind this or what they stand to gain from it but I need you to remember the promise you made to me. I need you to trust me and know that I'm telling the truth.” She walks a step closer, “I didn't d

The slap landed weakly, with almost no force. Yet, it seemed to deal Shane a crushing blow. His whole body went rigid. "Shane, do you even know what her filthy rumors have caused? Three newlywed couples have already demanded their money for the wedding back. One woman has undergone an abortion. Her husband is threatening suicide! And now you want me to go apologize—have you thought about what they'll do to me?" Shane closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Every time he wears a suit, he's a total heartthrob!" Amara chuckled lightly. "Then, you can have him." She said it so airily, as if she were talking about something utterly unimportant. And just like that, my heart shattered. I didn't go into the room. Instead, I turned around and left. Then, I sent Amara a message on WhatsApp. "Busy with work today. Can't get away." That was the day the idea of breaking up first entered my mind. Later, word suddenly spread in our circle that Amara was pursuing a college freshman named Callum Voss. The guy was a sports major—great physique and good looks. Most importantly, he was young.

"Dear guests and friends, hello! I am the man of the hour today, Samuel Sawyer. Thank you all for celebrating our wedding with us. I won’t delay any longer. Let’s go ahead and invite my bride, Lydia Sheridan, to enter." The music began, and our wedding photos lit up on the giant screen. The lights shifted exactly as I had arranged, landing on Lydia. She looked poised and elegant, radiating a glow in an exquisite gown. The audience murmured in confusion. After all, the name printed on their invitations did not match the woman on the stage. In a dark corner, Lauren first burned with anger, and then panic spread wildly through her. She watched as I extended my hand to Lydia and witnessed us exc