Shattered Vows Shain Rose Novels & Stories

Shawn kissed me again — slow, deep, desperate — his fingers still teasing me through the fabric, keeping the slow burn alive between us. The system was no longer just watching. It was trying to consume him. Charles was still regrouping in the shadows. But in this bed, with Shawn’s ring on my finger and his trembling body pressed against mine, I made a silent vow. We would break the system. Or we would break trying.

I still remember how Lauren had forced alcohol on me for the sake of her business deal, causing me to end up in the hospital with a bleeding stomach. What I didn’t know was that Director Charles Grant of Blair Dynamics Corporation, whom I had toasted that day, had also been expelled from the business circle by Lydia and blacklisted from every major marketplace. Five days later, my application for international study was approved. Lydia and I headed to the airport to leave the country. There, we ran into Lauren. She no longer had her former arrogance, only bleakness and disarray. From behind her, she pulled out a bouquet of red roses, topped with the wedding ring we were supposed to use, and

And whether she betrayed me in the future or not, she was still my sister. I sank to my knees. "Please." The word tasted like ashes. "Please do not hurt her. I will do whatever you want." Richard crouched down, tilted my chin up. "Whatever I want?" "Yes." "You will marry me. You will obey me. You will never contact Marcus Zhao or anyone else who might help you again." "Yes." "And you will love me." His thumb brushed my lips. "Eventually." He stood, pocketed the syringe. "Untie her," he told the men.

She wants me gone. And yet… She showed up at the diner. She replied to my messages. She didn’t throw the book away. She’s fighting me, yes—but she’s still in the ring. And that’s all I need. --- I’m not a good man. I’m not pretending to be. But I know how to win. Not by force. Not this time. With Ava, it has to be different. Because if I break her trust, even once, I lose Leo forever. And if I lose Leo…

He stated and everyone cheered. The priest recited the vows and asked that we say it after him, we did, but I could see the reluctance in Rosalind’s voice, I wanted her to say it like she wanted it, with all sincerity but she was only building up rage within me with her reluctance. Then, he turned to me. “Do you, Shawn, take Rosalind, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to stand with her in happiness, sadness, pain, wealth and for the rest of your life?”

He had no idea whether it was because of his wound or his heart. “Let me go,” Zoey ordered as she watched him. Shawn lifted a bloodied hand and signaled the guard to let her pass. Without looking back, Zoey left with Rose. Rose hadn’t dared to let out so much as a breath throughout the incident. Shawn had once been a client of her company, and he was infamous for being difficult to work with, far worse than any prior client and far pickier than any of them. No one dared to get on his bad side or displease him.

(it seems the wound is deep) Shaina nodded not wanting to lie anymore not to herself or to the guy she was sitting next to, from the time she got her second chance she was denying it, she was denying that she was hurt by him, she loved him and he did this to her, but she knew it was time to accept the truth that her Revan... oops... Revan Rathore killed her. it hurts badly but what could she do? she can only overcome it and that other than accepting it she does not have any choice.

she pondered, struggling to find the courage to voice these sentiments aloud. Fear gripped her heart at the prospect of shattering his trust, faith, and heart, not to mention the enduring friendship they shared. Despite her best efforts to move on, Shawn's mere presence had the power to freeze her resolve. Time and again, she sought warmth in his arms, her self-esteem, respect, and even her firm vows and promises crumbling in the face of her undeniable connection with him. The struggle persisted as her heart betrayed her, overshadowing every attempt to resist the gravitational pull of emotions that drew her back to him.

He sighed sadly. Shawn: I beg your pardon, Veronique… I should have believed you… I… I will set you free… I, Shawn Lord, accept your rejection. She wavered slightly as the bond severed completely, but she didn't groan in pain. Perhaps the pain was less intense than what she had endured during Shawn's betrayals. Shawn: I promise you, however, that the guilty ones… my mother, my sister… my… mistress… and their entire group of friends… they will all pay.

And beyond him, scattered across impossible distances, she felt other shards calling out in a network of connection that spanned realms and realities. Visions cascaded through her mind faster than she could process. She saw the Oath being sworn, witnessed by moons that had names she could not pronounce but somehow understood. She saw the breaking, the moment when betrayal shattered trust and sent fragments of divine promise cascading across existence like shrapnel from an explosion. She saw Lunas and Alphas throughout history claiming shards and wielding their power, some with wisdom and restraint, others with hunger that consumed them from within.