Novel & Cerita The Covenant Graphic Novel

“But it reminds me we made something real. Even if it cracked.” Lucas looked at him. “You want to renew the vows someday?” Elias blinked. “You’d do that?” Lucas shrugged. “Not now. But maybe later. Maybe when we’re not scared we’ll mess it up again.” Elias stepped closer. “You’re not scared now?” Lucas nodded. “I am. But I’m loving you anyway.” That afternoon, Jesse showed up again. Uninvited, as usual. He tossed himself onto the couch and asked, “You two still together or should I take sides again?”

From pressure. His father’s last wish..“End the bloodshed. Make peace with the Leone family. Join hands instead of cutting throats.” But how do you join fire and water? Leone and Romano… they were never meant to co-exist. One had to burn for the other to live. And now, here he was, marrying a Leone girl. because this marriage was the price of peace. Still, Dominic wasn’t stupid. He didn’t trust the Leones. Not even for a second.

“Let me make it right this time, I swear I’ll never see Sylvia again. I’ll cut all ties with her. I’ll take care of you. I’ll repay everything I owe you.” Another vow. I thought back to all his vows these three years — “I’ll spend more time with you.” “I won’t neglect you for Sylvia again.” “I’ll cherish our pup.” Every oath, shattered by his own hands. “Chisel,” I said, bitter laughter in my voice, “you’ve sworn so many promises I’ve lost count. Do you really think I still believe you?” “This time I mean it! Leah, believe me!” He was sobbing now, raw with regret.

Dahlia, Seris, Xander, Rafael, and I stood in a tight circle. “It’s calling,” Seris whispered. “Not for destruction but for reckoning.” Dahlia traced a pattern in the dirt a spiral linking the seven sigils to a central point. “The Rift’s echo is drawing on our unity. It wants us to weave one final covenant.” I looked at each face: determination, fear, hope. “Then we give it,” I said. “One more bond.” 3. The Covenant of Gates We each stepped to a pedestal. I laid the Echo Sphere on mine. Rafael placed his sword’s hilt on his. Dahlia offered her ever-burning lantern. Seris laid down a crystal bell. Xander set down his crest ring.

"Genetic markers confirmed. Bloodline verified. Welcome, heirs of the Covenant." Celeste's stomach dropped. "Covenant? What the hell are you talking about?" The cube projected images into the air. Faces she didn't know. Documents in dead languages. Then suddenly—faces she recognized. Her mother. Damien's father. Others from the families. "The Kavanaghs were never the beginning. They were just the latest version. The Covenant has existed for six hundred years. Controlling bloodlines. Shaping power. Making sure the right people rule." Damien went pale. "That can't be real."

“We need names, Dante.” Ah we’re back on the names. As much as I was itching to shoot someone’s brains out, the current Caterina did not have the traitors’ names. It was a success that her mere presence brought Argento back into the fold and gave us stake in his hedge fund business. Gabriel Castello became more compliant as well even though he threatened her earlier. That old loud mouth had always been unpredictable. I was not so sure now if bringing the Old Families together is a great idea after all. Maybe I should just shoot him and hope to God I hit the bullseye and put a rest on this traitor issue once and for all.

She hurriedly went out when she heard Kevin calling her, she smiled at him and they went outside because the event was about to start. Carson took a sip of his coffee while staring at the lights of the city. “Good morning.” Albert sat on one of the chairs and put his coffee on a mini table. “About the poison inside those people, why did they plant poison inside them if they can just kill them by hiring people with the killing promise? What happened? Carson asked. “Killing promise is one of the forbidden promises. There were only a few of us who still live and we need to hide ourselves from the higher ups. “ sadness can be seen on his face.

"Fine! I'll do it." "Penelope, no!" Ava grabbed her arm. "I don't have a choice!" "There's always a choice," Christopher stepped forward. "Father will—" "Father will what?" Steven's voice boomed from the doorway. "Support fraud? Cover up theft?" "But the company—" "Will survive," Steven cut him off. "With or without the Coles." Penelope's shoulders slumped in defeat. "I, Penelope Cole," her voice trembled, "hereby renounce all claim to the Knight shares formerly belonging to Diana Knight..."

About everything we had fought for. I stood up and walked over to him slowly, the baby kicking gently inside me as I moved. It still surprised me, this life I was carrying inside me. For so long, I had been caught up in the chaos of betrayal and survival, and now, I was going to be a mother. Our child, Luca’s and mine, would be a new beginning—a symbol of everything we had fought for.