Snape And The Unbreakable Vow Novels & Stories

Above them, the matriarch rose slowly from her seat, her eyes narrowing, lips pressed into a thin line. “You disappoint me,” she said coldly. Dorian didn’t look at her. “I’m not here to entertain you anymore,” he replied. “I never was.” The words hung in the air like smoke—defiant, dangerous. Dorian turned his back to both Jaxon and the blood-stained arena floor. He walked with a slow, deliberate pace toward the small pedestal where the black invitation lay. The very thing they’d been forced to fight for, like dogs scrambling for scraps under their mother’s table.

If she didn’t slit her throat and wait for the ancient magic to claim her life, she would've burst into flames and turned to ashes. That’s what he found out in the Night Storm Pack when he was visiting and inquiring about the Unbreakable Oath. He saw it with his own eyes. An old Omega or young Slave just bursting into flames and turning to ashes suddenly as if it’s just normal for them there. The Unbreakable Oath. A vow that any werewolf, Alpha or Omega, wolfless or powerful, can conjure but with the expense of the life of the caster—and the life of the receiver hanging on a thread.

She looked at me , her eyes sparkling . "Well , it's called Eragon , and it's about a dragon!This boy , Eragon , finds this dragon egg when he goes hunging one day . He thinks it's a rock !The egg hatches and Eragon hides the dragon from his cousin and uncle until it gets too big ." As I rushed out of the cafeteria , I called to Valeri , "See you later ." "Yeah,"she said,"see you later."She sounded doubtful . A couple days later , I spotted Valeri looking for a place to sit at lunch .

Like a ball of flame, it raced through my body, threatening to turn both me and my unborn pup to ash. At that moment, I finally understood. Every vow had been a lie. My unborn pup and I had been nothing but a joke. I had been nothing but a mere tool. The last thread of light vanished, and darkness swallowed me whole. My consciousness began to blur. The red antidote—the only thing that could counter wolfsbane—was the final thread keeping me awake. Right then, cold and familiar footsteps echoed from the distance. I struggled to open my eyes, my vision blurry, only to make out two figures entwined together.

She noticed the only character she shared how much she loved, she had a weird hate and love relationship with this one character and there were dolls of his. Severus Snape, there was something about his story which always made Lily love him for what he was yet hate him for the choices he made. She always hated him for not moving on and destroying himself for the woman who never for once looked back at him, she loved him for the devotion he had for the people he trusted and adored.

“But it wasn’t something bad , Zara. It was this. All of this. You and these babies… you’re my whole world. And I wanted this memory — our memory — to be something that lives forever.” Her lips quivered into a smile as she pressed her forehead against his, their breaths mingling in the warm glow of the chandeliers. “I’ll never forget it,” she whispered, and she meant it. Not the lights, not the fireworks, not the way his eyes had shone when he looked at her — like she was the only thing that had ever mattered. “Promise me,” he said suddenly, his tone shifting — deeper, more intense. “Promise me that no matter what happens from this day forward, you’ll remember this feeling. This love. How mu

A new sound echoed from the depths of the mountain. Low and hollow. The runes on the wall began to pulse. Edwin backed away. He had no more time to wait. No more time for silence. He would have to break his vow. He would have to tell Crystal the truth. He only hoped it wasn’t already too late. *The Queen's Sanctum* Eliras eyes snapped open. The pool before her trembled, ripples distorting Crystal’s image. “He broke his vow” the warlock said, stepping into the light.

Sabrina asked,she was a bit taken aback on his illiteracy. He simply shrugged. "Just give me your hand!" Sabrina scowled. "For what?" Vincent asked confusingly. "The spell is too powerful to break for me alone. I'll need to cypher off your power." She grabbed his hand. "Besides, there's no time." She closed her eyes and he had to do same too. "Aclyptia sedom circules, Aclyptia sedom circules!, Aclyptia sedom circules!!"

Tha⁠t told her somethin‍g before he’d sa‍id a word. “I wan‍t to see everything conn‌ected to th‌e trust,” she sa‌id once they wer‍e in the study, p‍apers already coming ou‌t of his bag. “All of it. Not a summary‌.” He h⁠esitated. Just a beat, but‍ sh⁠e cau‍ght it. “The‌re’s a lot here, Ivie.” “I have time.⁠”

“But you have to swear it. Right now.” Without hesitation, Bennet pulled out his wand and began murmuring an ancient incantation in a language I didn’t recognize. The air in the room shimmered with power as he finished the spell and declared: “I, the black wizard Bennet, swear never to harm Lucy, Rose, or Alpha Jack of the Blue Lagoon Pack. I swear to help Lucy win Jack’s heart. If I break this vow, may death strike me instantly.” As the final word left his lips, a black symbol appeared across his neck—a glowing mark that shimmered ominously before fading into his skin. The curse had taken hold.