Shattered Vows Novels & Stories

my voice barely a whisper over my crying. "We both will," Shay assured me, her determination echoing in her voice. In that moment, as the last tears escaped my eyes, a pact was formed between us – a pact fueled by pain, anger, and the unbreakable bond of friendship. Shay and I would face the storm of betrayal together, ensuring that justice would be served, and the wounds inflicted on my heart would be avenged.

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.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

I took a deep breath, wiped away my tears, and mustered the strength to face the rest of the evening but it was shattered once again. It seemed it was time for them to share their vows and I saw Luke and Sienna standing on the podium, probably about to take their wedding vows. But first, he mumbled something, and then a sharp pain coursed through my body, intensifying around my heart. I gasped, my hand instinctively reaching for my chest as if trying to quell the sudden ache. It felt as though someone had taken a dagger and plunged it into my heart, shattering the fragile bond that once existed between Luke and me. It was as if the universe itself was ripping us apart, severing any lingering

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!" His voice was hoarse, filled with despair and pleading. "I promise, I’ll cut ties with Lilith and her family. From now on, I’ll only have eyes for you. We can start over—we can have a happy life together!" I scoffed, curling my lips into a sarcastic smile. I laughed at his naivety and foolishness. "Do you really think we can go back to what we were?" Behind me, I heard his anguished howl. It was the sound of the werewolf in him being consumed by pain, just like how he was.

“I want you to free it.” Her hand reached for mine And my fire surged to meet hers Not in war In union And in that moment, I saw her truth A memory broke open inside me Not mine. Hers. She stood in a circle of gods, hands bloodied, heart shattered. The man she loved had betrayed her—offered her power in exchange for obedience. She refused And so they shattered her name Tore her soul into fragments Buried her fire Made her a warning, not a story She wasn’t trying to consume me

“You’re nothing to me now.” The room fell silent as the weight of Adrian’s words settled over them. Cassia’s face crumpled, her tears falling as she realized that her world was crumbling around her. Everything she had worked so hard to build—her marriage, her reputation, her life—was falling apart, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Elara watched with satisfaction as Cassia’s perfect world came crashing down. The sister who had taken everything from her was finally paying the price for her lies and deceit.

She was thawed. "I...I don't love you!" Her voice uttered the absolute opposite of her mind, shattering her soul, her heart. "No, I don't believe you." Then came his broken voice, forcing her to shut her eyes. Unable to hold back, warm tears ran down her cheeks. "It's done already. We've... our blood is mixed." She knew she betrayed their love and her actions could never be forgiven, but it wasn't her fault. She had reasons. ""In the Veil, lovers shall stand, their blood entangled. When the moon rests on the sea, they shall know their hearts is one. Their covenant is above death". The moon is resting on the sea. The mate vow is complete." Her voice was just a whisper.

The vow drops like a blade, sharp enough to bleed the air. And for an instant, I almost believe it. But Nyssa’s gaze… Gods, her gaze could flay the soul. “With what?” she spits. “Your sword? Your oaths? Those broke the day you left her to the fire.” The words hit harder than any blade. Because they’re true. Every scar on her body is a sentence I failed to rewrite. Every ember in her eyes is a promise I shattered. I turn from her, from the truth, staring into the abyss below.

“I… can’t lose him.” The shard roared in triumph, the flames collapsing inward as though my words had been the key it waited for. Heat engulfed me, my vision searing white, and I felt the fire sink claws deeper into my soul. The battlefield faded at the edges, replaced by the suffocating certainty that the choice had already been sealed. And as Damian’s voice broke through, shouting my name, I knew with terror that the shard had taken my vow as its claim. Would saving Damian mean damning everyone else I loved?