The Ending Of The Vow 소설 & 이야기

Those words were enough to break everyone person of Knight family. Demon broke down on his knees. Her words came in his mind. Today, I fulfilled the vows I took. I took care of our baby.. The End After three months Elena was standing near the window. She was watching the beautiful love city. Yeah they are here for honeymoon. After the doctor said he didn't able to save her Demon was broken then the doctor said she was in comma. After two month she woke up. After that Demon didn't waste any time. He filed a case against Jack. Although Jack related realized his mistake. The court gave him two month jail.

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!" His voice was hoarse, filled with despair and pleading. "I promise, I’ll cut ties with Lilith and her family. From now on, I’ll only have eyes for you. We can start over—we can have a happy life together!" I scoffed, curling my lips into a sarcastic smile. I laughed at his naivety and foolishness. "Do you really think we can go back to what we were?" Behind me, I heard his anguished howl. It was the sound of the werewolf in him being consumed by pain, just like how he was.

This is not the end but start of a beautiful life ahead. ~THE END~

I looked over at Damon, and the same concern swirled in his eyes. "The prisoner is yours. Remember, a vow with a dragon is a vow for life. Break it without consent, and you will only curse yourself. Garren will decide when the vow is no longer needed." Before we could say anymore, they pushed Apollo forward and stepped back into the shadows. Their presence was no longer detectable as if they had vanished into the air itself. "You bastard," Damon shouted as he charged for Apollo. His hand was formed into a fist as he aimed for him. Apollo didn't even bother to defend himself. He didn't even flinch when Damon's fist connected with the side of his face.

Not just love but survival, not just passion but a war against the curse and the shadow pressing closer. When it ended, when we lay tangled together, her breath against my chest, her hand over my heart, she whispered, “Now keep your vow.” I closed my eyes, my arms wrapped tight around her, and whispered back, “Always.” But the echo of Rivan’s voice still lingered, and that silence inside me made the vow feel too fragile.

Even the choice of our wedding venue had nothing to do with me anymore. That night I slept at a friend’s house. Shane never once tried to contact me. The next day, after finishing my work handover, I stepped into the villa and was greeted by the sound of Tania’s laughter. "During the vows, there must be rose petals drifting down from both sides. That’s what makes it romantic." Shane sat beside her, his eyes locked onto her with a tenderness I had never once received. "Anything you want," he said warmly. She had his devotion, something I had never been granted.

"Looks like my new wife has quite a colorful romantic history." The assistant hesitated on the other end. "Mr. Damien, do you still want to marry Miss Vale?" Damien squinted, holding the phone, his gaze turning thoughtful. "A little vixen is only wild because she hasn't met her match. Once she does, she'll settle down." "......" His thumb brushed against the kiss mark on his neck, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. Amidst the gazes of the crowd, the groom, standing tall, lifted the bride's veil. Their eyes met.

he said, his tone dripping with disdain. The words cut deep, and Veda felt her heart shattering into a million pieces. "I thought our vows meant something," she whispered. Adyant snorted. "Vows? Those were just empty promises, Veda. We both knew it." Veda's eyes widened in shock as the reality check of her shattered vows laid bare in front of her fragile heart. "How can you say that?" she demanded, her voice laced with pain. Adyant's gaze locked onto hers.

Something dangerous, too. At dusk on the third night, she approached me. “We leave tomorrow,” she said simply. I didn’t ask if she was ready. I could see it in her eyes. Instead, I reached for her hand. “Then tonight, we make a vow.” She tilted her head. “What vow?” “That we come back. No matter what we face we return. You, me, and what’s left of us.” Her fingers tightened in mine. “Then I vow it, Rafael. I vow it on the Spiral.”

Mum spoke first. “The Moon marks what is broken and returns it made whole. We honor her law today.” She looked between Cowrie and her groom, then Gavin and Sariah, then Ruhan and me. “Three vows. One for bond, one for peace, one for rule.” Cowrie went first. “I vow to guard what is mine and take what is offered in trust.” Her husband repeated it. Mum nodded. Gavin spoke next. “I vow to shield what is mine and serve where I am needed.”