Shattered Vows Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Are you trying to punish me? I…I don't know how many times I can apologize even if it wasn't my fault that I almost—” “I never asked you to. You do whatever you want, Niya, and I really don't care. Neither should you bother with what I do.” “You're hurt. You're hurt, Alex, and you're acting out. Don't worry we could talk this through. This isn't you.” I try to reach him again but he shoots me a deadly glare that pierces through my skin like a dagger. “Sure it is. You've just never seen me like this. You don't know what I look like when I'm not in love with you,” his brows grow together. “Now we’ve had enough of your drama. You'll find the papers and enjoy the party or use the fucking door.” He pulls away and my eyes cloud again. My ears and heart find it hard to process what is actually going on. The looks on their faces tell me it is awfully too late—I have already lost everything. “Niya, careful now,” my grandmother slowly tugs at my arm as if that will somehow make everything better. “We have guests. Don’t cause a scene.” A scene? I have literally just seen a whole movie, ma. ************* My name is Niya Kendrick. I’m 25, an author who once believed she had the perfect life. But how quickly can everything I love be stripped away in the blink of an eye? Or worse, what if the life, the family I’ve cherished has always been a blatant lie, a mere fragment of the truth? Now, I’m awake, and reality is far harsher than any dream.

In a world where the supernatural thrives, destiny weaves a tangled web. At 13, I unveiled my magical powers, an awakening that birthed both wonder and seclusion. Cast out by Alpha Kevin, of the Shadow Pack at 18, unable to shift, urban life became my sanctuary amidst the storm of confusion. As threats loomed and my powers surged, encounters with a cryptic brown wolf stirred both fear and fascination within me. Little did I know, this enigmatic creature held the key to an unforeseen fate. Captured by hunters, the cruel truth unraveled: I am the last descendant of the Embermoon witches, my kin massacred, my safe haven found within the embrace of Josiah and Trinity Moon. Yet, the tapestry of my past unravels further, unveiling a shocking revelation—the brown wolf, my mysterious companion, is destined to become not just an ally but a mate. The revelation blindsides me, but it's the disclosure that his Godfather of Black Moon was the reason behind my coven's annihilation, that shatters my world. The headmistress's meddling in werewolf affairs that set the wheels in motion. Now, navigating dangerous waters of power and passion, I must confront a fate bestowed to me, tied to the one who both completes and challenges me, as we untangle the threads of a dark conspiracy threatening both our worlds.

Aria married Damien Blackwood in her runaway sister's dress to save her family from bankruptcy. Publicly his perfect wife. Privately his hated replacement. Daily cruelty, family judgment, endless humiliation await her. Will his burning hate twist into obsessive love... or break her forever?

They were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn’t follow contracts. Kellynne Mea Morleigh never believed in settling. She’s waited her whole life for a love story worth telling. One that begins with butterflies and ends in forever. No boyfriend since birth, by choice. Because she knew what she wanted. But when her family’s company teeters on the edge of collapse, she’s forced into a marriage that feels more like a business deal than a dream. Her groom? Elias Callum Fenwick. Young, brilliant, and dangerously untouchable. Elias is a billionaire by reputation, a strategist by nature. Raised to chase power, not affection. To him, marriage is just another transaction. One that unlocks the inheritance left by his late grandmother. And Kelly? She’s the key. They enter the marriage as strangers. No vows of love. No promises of forever. Just a contract built on convenience, wealth, and legacy. But behind the facade of a cold, calculated union, sparks begin to fly. Arguments turn into conversations. Clashes reveal vulnerabilities. And slowly, Kelly starts falling—not for the idea of love she once held, but for Elias himself: his honesty, his quiet sacrifices, and the way he listens even when they fight. She never meant to fall. He never planned to care. But love doesn’t ask for permission. Just when she begins to believe in their story, a devastating truth shatters her world... Elias had a past with his secretary, a woman who still lingers in the shadows of their present. Seven years. That’s how long the contract binds them. But when hearts are broken and trust is betrayed… Will Kelly fight for the love she never expected—or walk away before it destroys her?

I had just won the Hawthorne Scientific Laureate on the international stage when my father called me back home. "Bring the betrothal gifts to the Hayes family. That childhood engagement should finally be fulfilled." Afraid of getting stuck in traffic, I took my modified motorcycle, carried the national heritage porcelain obtained through generations of the Keane family's military merits, and headed toward their house. Just as I arrived at the community gate, a Porsche suddenly cut across the lane, nearly knocking me over. A heavily made-up woman, Zoey Mercer, stepped out of the car, raised one sharp high heel, and kicked the top box off my motorcycle. "You rode this junk motorcycle yet dared block my way? If you dent my car, your whole family won't be able to afford the compensation!" My heart sank. I quickly opened the case, only to see the entire box of celadon porcelain shattered. "So you’re just some delivery guy. Think this pile of trash is worth even one of my shoes? "You even know whose neighborhood this is? It belongs to Kingshore's Hayes family! My best friend’s family developed this place! Believe it or not, I can have you thrown out right now!" Right then, my fiancee, Lauren Hayes, called me. "Where are you? My friend just messaged me saying there’s a delivery guy causing trouble at the entrance."

When Rebecca discovers she is pregnant, she brings it to her derricks notice, her husband. Who however instructs her to terminate the pregnancy even when she had initial interest of keeping the baby. But she must protect her marriage by fulfilling derricks wishes. What then happens when tragedy strikes and Rebecca is left at the mercy of her greek godlike driver? Laying a foundation of hidden truths, lies, betrayal and misconceptions. Will Rebecca still be willing to go the extra length to save or sabotage her marriage?

Avery never wanted to marry David, the arrogant heir who thrived on dominance. But after a deal gone wrong, she was forced into an unwanted union. Neither of them had expectations for their marriage, and Avery was already plotting her escape—until something unexpected happened. Can they find a way to accept each other, or will the manipulations of the vengeful Alexander Park and Emily Downs tear them apart? Would there be room for love to blossom? What would happen to their relationship when they find out that they may share the same ex-lover?

'"Tell me what you want, Amara,” Zane said, voice like silk over fire. His lips were a whisper from mine. I could feel the tension in his body. The restraint. The raw, maddening awareness. He dragged a finger down my cheek. “To be touched? Or to be remembered?” I stared at him. “Neither. I just want you gone.” “You don’t mean that,” he said, leaning in just a fraction closer. “I do,” I lied. His breath fanned my lips. His nose grazed mine. I felt every inch of my body coil, traitorous and trembling. I wanted him to kiss me. But it would be wrong. He was engaged to someone else.' *** He is the bridegroom. She is the wedding planner. He doesn’t seem to remember her. Or so he says. Five years ago, wedding planner Amara Ibe was madly in love with her fiancé, Zane Blackwood. Until she exposed a massive corruption scandal that was tied to Zane’s father’s company, to which Zane was the primary heir. Her whistleblower tip destroyed Zane’s career, or so she thought. Now Zane is back, bigger and better than ever, and about to marry someone else in the wedding of the century. The catch? Amara has been hired to plan the wedding. And Zane doesn’t seem to remember her. Behind the luxury wedding, perfect vows and Zane’s strangely elusive fiancée, nothing is what it seems. Everyone has secrets, and Amara gradually realizes that everything the couple sells out to the public is a lie. And loving this man could destroy her… again.

“Landon is here?” Mabel asked, turning to look behind her, a frown forming on her face. “Are you stalking me? Huh?” She asked drunkenly and made to climb down from the stool, but she missed her footing and fell toward Landon who instinctively caught her in his arms. Upon realizing what he had done, Landon suddenly pushed her away from his body like he had touched a bag of filth, making her fall to the ground on her butt. “Ouch!” She winced as her butt came in contact with the hard floor. Landon felt a pang of pity for her but quickly masked it. Such a shameless woman isn't worth his sympathy. She was married, yet she was drunk at a bar, flirting with a random guy. ******* What happens if your wedding was never about love but about settling an old score? Mabel never wanted an arranged marriage, but honoring her father’s dying wish left her no choice. On her wedding day, her groom, Landon Ferguson, didn’t bother to show up only sending someone in his place. Humiliated and furious, she swore never to forgive him. As the truth behind their arranged marriage comes to light, Mabel realizes too late some debts demand more than just a name on a marriage certificate. Some demand a sacrifice.

In a land ruled by the iron law of fate, being moonbound is a death sentence. Sevia, born under the cursed omen of the twin moons, has always felt hunted by shadows—especially the one in her dreams: a silver-eyed stranger who haunts her every night, whispering her name like a vow and a warning. When she flees an unwanted marriage and joins the mysterious Starveil Caravan Clan, she discovers that the man from her dreams is real—and far more dangerous than she imagined. Kael, a masked fugitive prince, is cursed with blood-magic that devours everything he touches—including her. Bound by fate, drawn to each other by a magic older than the gods, they fight a bond that threatens to consume them both. Because if they give in, it might not just cost them their lives—it might unmake the world. Some threads were never meant to be severed. But some should never have been woven at all.