Shattered Vows Shain Rose Novels & Stories

Back then, she had said, "Darling, I know this is tough on you. However, you can stop after a few years, and we decide to have kids, okay?" I had believed her. I had loved her so much that I had been willing to do anything for her. Even though I had to take that incredibly bitter pill every morning, even though my friends laughed at me, calling me stupid for taking the pill despite being a man, I still thought that my action was simply proof of my love for her. But now, the man, Shane, was telling me that all my suffering had only been because of a promise. A promise between him and Selena, made when he tattooed that rose on her lower abdomen.

Ethan’s face drained of color, and he instinctively opened his mouth to protest. But Rose grabbed his hand and turned to the priest, urging him: “Father, please begin the ceremony.” The priest froze for a moment, glancing at Ethan’s strained expression, unsure how to proceed. Rose nudged him again: “Hurry up, Ethan. All the guests are watching.” Ethan’s gaze locked on Rose, a storm of conflicting emotions in his eyes. The priest cleared his throat and, steeling himself, began the vows: “Mr. Ethan Shaw, do you take the lady before you… to be your wife, to love and honor her, in wealth and in poverty, in sickness and in health, until the end of your days?”

He regarded her in the manner he often did when she spoke of her visions—half protective, half apprehensive of what they might disclose. “Describe to me precisely what you saw,” he urged. She faltered. The truth felt too piercing, as if it might tear open the night if she voiced it. But she inhaled deeply, summoned her courage, and whispered: “I witnessed a vow being shattered. And blood saturating the ground.” Kade tensed. “Whose blood?” “I… I could not discern.” Her voice quivered despite her attempts to steady it. “But the vow—it felt ancient. Something that was never intended to be broken.”

She ran to him, her light blasting the chains, but they reformed, stronger. The Oath’s power surged, whispering: Give in. She felt its hunger, its promise of power, but Kael’s bond was stronger. She slashed again, freeing him, and he landed beside her, panting. “We need to destroy the shard,” she said, her voice hoarse. Kael nodded, his claws glowing crimson. “Together.” They charged the shadow, their light and claws striking. It roared, shadows clashing with their fire, the rift shaking.

Lyra stared at the white rose like it might bite her. It was delicate, perfect—each petal unmarred, impossibly pure. And yet it was more chilling than any blood-soaked weapon. She’d been trained to track monsters, to fight with blade and claw, but no one had ever prepared her for this. A Thornwyn rose. A symbol of possession. A claim. Her fingers trembled as she snatched the folded parchment tucked behind the stem. The seal broke with a soft crack—the Thornwyn crest etched in crimson wax, pressed like a threat into the aged paper.

I add smoothly. She blushes faintly but nods, clearly pleased with herself. “I’ll be waiting.” I stand and button my coat, my mind racing as I walk out of the restaurant. The shares were mine—I had won. But at what cost? As I step out into the cool night air, hatred boiling in my chest—not for her, but for the choice I had been forced to make. I had what I needed, but I already feel like I’ve lost a part of myself. And worst of all, I felt like I was betraying Rachael even though our relationship wasn’t of that kind.

Shawna Shadow, and Shaid: Shawna looked at him with a sad smile and said, “I love you.” Then she threw herself backwards causing Shaid to lose her balance, Shaid reacted and pulled her hands from Shawna's neck as they both fell to the ground. Shawna's neck was bleeding, she was fighting for air, but couldn't get any air in, she was choking on her own blood. She knew what was happening, she just hope Shadow would get to Storm before Shaid could recover. Shawna heard a bunch of shouting and growls before she closed her eyes and let darkness take her.

She wanted more than just being his childhood friend; she wanted him to see her as the one who stood by him when everyone else turned away. She sadly stared at the wall. Her thoughts wandered back to how she ended up being the one Audric married, instead of the woman he truly loved—Ivony. Ffion checked herself out in the mirror, wearing a baby blue dress Audric had chosen for her, and she liked it. But, despite looking good, her heart felt heavy. Today was the day her childhood friend, Audric Villanueva, was getting married to someone else. Tears threatened to fall, but she held them back and took a deep breath to calm herself.

When I arrived in Shadow Falls, all hell had broken loose. Rogues were everywhere. Aunt Angel, Uncle Liam and Reagan were fighting a combination of witches and rogues and Xander and Maeve were fighting what must be the coven’s high priestess. She looked snobby and arrogant in her witchy robes. That aside, the woman was blasting magic all over my pack lands. Thankfully, Maeve seemed to be holding her own. I jump in, taking down rogues as fast as I can. I can feel that most of the injuries and deaths of my pack are coming from the center of the battle, and I make my way there. That’s when I see him, Beta Trevor.

She was here and I shouldn't be thinking of someone else but her. I couldn't make a wedding vow for Andrea. It would be a lie for me to vow forever to her so we just repeat the traditional wedding vow the priest stated. I need to be present for her. I owe her this much. I captured her lips after the priest asked me to kiss the bride. I am fucking losing my mind. We had our pictures taken and everyone congratulated us. I smiled and made sure to thank them. But every time I look at Andrea, I see Roxy in the white dress I got for her. Roxy was smiling at me sweetly.