Shattered Vows Cast Novels & Stories

There was a mysterious force that chained me to him this whole time. I was starting to despair. Perhaps I was destined to be stuck with Kevin in this lifetime. Maybe I'd only regain my freedom once he breathed his last. William decided to report Kevin's condition to Chief Jacobson. As such, the police chief ordered Kevin to take one month off so that he could start focusing on the wedding preparations. Violet had gone to the police station a long time ago just to announce her and Kevin's wedding. After surviving the explosion that had taken place one year ago, she went to the police station and told everyone that she wanted to marry Kevin after he saved her.

The light in his eyes had been extinguished completely. The tide of time could not be undone, and shattered vows could never be restored.

And this man… this version… was the one I had begged for. But he didn’t exist. And I wasn’t sure if I wanted him anymore. I slipped out of bed once his breathing deepened, padded barefoot to the kitchen, and pulled the burner phone from the back of the freezer. Still there. Still glowing with betrayal. — Meanwhile… Emily threw her glass of wine at the wall. It shattered. Red droplets sprayed across white walls like blood. She paced her condo like a panther. No calls. No updates. No visits allowed.

A promise of violence. "Say it again," he whispered in my ear. "Give me a reason." I should have stayed quiet. Should have been the obedient, broken thing he expected. Instead, I smiled. "Monster. Coward. Heartless bastard. Is that enough reason?" His grip tightened. Black spots danced across my vision. Somewhere far away, Lila was screaming, but the sound felt distant, unimportant. This was it, then. This was how I died. Strangled by the man I loved, in front of the sister who betrayed me.

“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

His gaze searing, he said, “Tonya, I vow to protect you against every shadow. I vow to honor the fire and the gentleness that make you whole. And I vow to love you until my last breath, and beyond, into the Fade.” My throat ached with the force of my emotions. I swallowed, tears blurring my vision, but I found my voice, and it was strong and certain. “I vow to stand beside you, through storm and through light. And I vow to love you with every piece of myself, until the Goddess calls me home.” The crowd murmured, moved by the simplicity of our words. The bond between us came alive, humming beneath our skins.

I made sure they paid—in the cruelest, most humiliating way possible. I tore my father’s company apart, crushed his legacy, and gathered allies who wanted him ruined just as much as I did. And just when I thought I had nothing left to lose, I found my fiancée in bed with my half-brother, Gregory. Chanel had been the last illusion I had about love. And when that illusion shattered, I stopped believing in anything. I swore off women. I lived recklessly, throwing myself into work, into power, into winning.

I didn’t lose control. I was calm. Honest. Brutal. When the interview aired, it trended for two days straight. #ShatteredVows exploded online. People rallied behind me. Women shared their own stories. Victims of power, gaslighting, betrayal. For the first time in months, I felt like I wasn’t alone. That night, Noah slept soundly for the first time. And I cried quietly in the bathroom, clutching the sink, releasing every ounce of pain I’d buried.

Vanessa’s voice sliced through the silence, sweet yet laced with venom. “I warned you, Ethan,” she said, her eyes sparkling with triumph. “Didn’t I tell you she was unfaithful? But you wouldn’t listen. You defended her.” I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Ethan’s gaze locked onto mine. What I saw there shattered me. Agony. Disbelief. Betrayal. “How could you, Liana?” His voice was strained, raw, and broken. “How could you betray me like this?” “No!” The word burst from me, filled with desperation and pleading. “Ethan, it’s not what it looks like! Please, just let me explain...”

Just fate. And the vows? I won’t wait for the priest to speak. I won’t let her lie through a smile as she promises herself to someone else. My vows will be whispered into her mouth as she gasps. As she shakes. As her hands claw at my back and her lips part with breathless devotion. I will vow to take her again and again. To keep her. To ruin her. I will speak them into her until she’s sobbing and clinging to me, lost and remade.