The Corpse Bride Vows Novels & Stories

Vampyre nobles lifted crimson goblets, intoning, “May passion burn bright, yet never consume, a flame eternal in the dark.” Daimph singers raised their voices in harmony, “May your union be the bridge between worlds, a song of unity everlasting.” Finally, the human socialites, and a few of the ladies Aakifahlynn had come to call friends, all resplendent in silks and jewels, offered applause and cheers, their voices mingling with the mystical blessings. The vows were sealed not only by words, but by the collective will of every race present. The vows themselves were simple, but sacred.

That way they would be able to do a lot in a very limited time. There was a ghost bride who wanted them to help her mother celebrate her birthday because that was a promise she had made to her before going to the Choosing Ritual. She had promised her that she would come back and celebrate her birthday. It would give her peace to fulfill the promise. They both decided to go on the next journey together and fulfill the ghost bride's wish. Also, they decided to send the first round of coins dispatch tomorrow. "We will have to go together." Belladonna declared as she helped with rolling up the scrolls, suddenly realizing what this meant.

Mom said “Hmm” I said and again started my food. “So, the thing is today we visited your prospective bride. And even after reading your letter, she is interested in the marriage” mom announced “What!!!, She agreed even after reading the letter… Did you really gave her the letter or you guys are bluffing” I asked as I am unsure about them. And of course how could be any girl agree to marry me when I have already laid my conditions. Only Mother to my doll✔️

There was no turning back. “I, Damon Westwood before the elders and members make this vow in spirit and soul" he began. I repeated after him and then he began to recite the vows. “Before the eternal stars and the silent moon,I kneel in shadow and light alike.I vow to bind my breath to the living, my blade to the forgotten,my soul to the endless hunt.” He started. I repeated after him and he continued. Our voices were the only thing we could hear. “By ash and by fire, by blood and by dust,I renounce slumber while the fanged still walk.Let no glamour cloud my sight, let no darkness sway my spirit” he said and I repeated again.

The priestesses gathered around Olivia again, forming a perfect circle. Zara raised her hand. White fire spun between her fingertips. “To join forces with the Pact, you must take the Red Moon Vow.” Olivia nodded. “I’m ready.” “You are not,” Eun-Ji whispered. “No one is.” Zara continued. “The vow requires blood, breath, memory, and truth. If you break the vow, you die. If you fail the vow, you die. If the Widow takes you first…” Her eyes flicked to Ethan. “Then he dies.”

They were about to turn away when the priest spoke again. “Wait,” he said, smiling wide. “You haven’t kissed your bride.” Amara stiffened slightly. But Dominic didn’t flinch, Instead, he turned slowly to look at Scorpion. Scorpion knew what that meant. He had been told ahead of time, Dominic didn’t want a kiss. Not even a fake one. Scorpion gave a slight nod and shifted his eyes to the second priest standing behind the main one. The second priest leaned forward and whispered quickly. The main priest looked confused for a second, then adjusted the microphone and cleared his throat.

BLOOD AND VOWS --- CHAPTER THREE THE WEDDING “A vow made under pressure is still a chain.” --- Rain fell like gunfire on the church roof. The stained-glass windows cast blood-colored light across the pews. Men in suits filled every row—mafia kings, their soldiers, their ghosts. Nobody smiled. This wasn’t a wedding. It was a ceasefire dressed in silk. Emilia stood at the back of the aisle, veil covering half her face, spine straight. Rosa adjusted her train with trembling hands.

The wedding was rushed, but every necessary ritual was properly observed. I sent invitations to both Sadie and Henry, but neither of them attended. During the reception, my mother-in-law, Jill Appleton, suddenly asked me to honor the family tradition by kneeling and bowing to their ancestors. It reminded me of Sadie's stories about her in-laws creating unnecessary hurdles for her. I hesitated, but chose to go along with it. I knelt and lowered my head three times, trying to appear composed, even though my knees ached on the hardwood floor.

High Priestess Selene finally stepped forward, raising both hands for silence. “The Crimson Vow cannot be broken,” she said firmly. “Not by magic, not by force, and not by the will of any king.” Caelan turned sharply toward her. “There must be a way.” “There isn’t.” “There has to be!” Selene’s expression hardened. “The marriage was witnessed by the Blood Eclipse itself. The ancient covenant has already accepted them. If anyone attempts to sever the bond…” She hesitated, her face growing pale. “…the consequences are unknown.”

I looked up. The priest stared at me for one sad second, before he cleared his throat and began the vows. “Do you accept Dimitri Volkov, as your lawful husband..” My nails dug into my palms, as I clenched my fist. No please, I wouldn't. I will never! “To have and to hold..” My throat constricted. “from this day forward, for better or for worse,” I reached out one hand to steady my pounding heart. “for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?”