The Covenant Cast Novels & Stories

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

“Sadly, the witches than co-operate and many of them created a group called the covenant, just like the pack. The covenant is the sanctuary for every witch.” “But not for the spell caster.” I said to him, so obviously, since he never mentioned any spell caster. Elm chipped in, he gave more to this intriguing story, “Yes, because the spell caster doesn’t have a good relation with the witch, don’t get me wrong, there are a small portion of them that co-existed as one, they called themselves just as sorcerer.” “Fascinating, so it’s like the witch makes the covenant to strengthen their power against the spell caster.” I make a conclusion from both of their story, and it seems I was right.

It was cold, but steady. The officiant began to speak. I barely heard the words. Something about commitment. Duty. Union. A contract. This was not a promise of love. It was a surrender. The air was too still, too tense. Even the sea beyond the open arches seemed to hold its breath. His vows were brief. Precise. Not romantic. But there was a strange tenderness in the way he looked at me when he said them—as if he knew the weight I carried. As if he understood the chains binding us both.

But then he trusts me. “Listen, everything is staged. Even if she slips, she slips. It won't change anything, because it's easy for them to replace her. But no one will know it’s us. Youssef El-Haddad is a man who is always ready to lay down his life rather than snitch, and so are his men." I said, shifting my gaze to Khalid now. Khalid leaned back slightly. "It's a law in our holy book. In my faith, betrayal like that has consequences." He clarified. “So the distraction works, and Antonioni…?”

You do not stroke a woman through her thong and forget her face two nights later. “Ms. Barella.” Mr. Bastian greets me while gesturing toward the open seat across from him. “You already know the coach. And this is Cristian Zavala, Chairman of Zavala Group. His firm recently gained majority ownership of Coastal Legends, and several other clubs across Europe and North America.”

I raised my glass, my gaze moving from the proud, protective face of Domenico, to the stoic, resolute face of Viktor, and finally settling on Isabella, the axis upon which our world turned. This is the covenant. This is better than any treaty signed on paper. It is a shared vulnerability. I have trusted my brother’s killer with the care of my son, and I have entrusted my ruthless shadow with the heart of my future. This is what true power looks like: not strength against others, but unbreakable commitment to those within the walls.

said another man sitting near my husband. "Legitimate!" "Legitimate!" Instantly my body felt weak. Almost wanted to fall but luckily Naswa held my hand. I couldn't hold back these tears as I was hurt by the reality I saw. My husband had just made a marriage contract with a woman I didn't know at all.

he said with a glowing face. ‘No, we must have an agreement and a covenant.” She said, “I am ready to do anything you wanted me to do…” he said. “Come with me..” she said and they left the wood for the witch's hideout. They told him how the witches were being slaughtered where they went after they left the Lichen Pack. They pleaded that they were ready to come back and leave in peace. Kevin promised to help only if Cassandra fulfilled her part of the covenant. And that she would have to come with him to watch over his mother. They hurriedly agreed to it.

"What can you tell me about Covenant organization?" "Sufficient to confirm what those refugees reported to us. The Covenant has never been of one mind, but only mobilized for the interests they have in common." Morwyn beckoned us to follow her from listening ears. "There's the witches' covens, who want magical supremacy and mastery of Nightshade power. There's the wolf pack, who remember the kingdom as oppression and hope it never returned. And then there's a third group, more sinister, whose ambitions I've never fully understood."