The Pledge The Book Novels & Stories

They called it The Phoenix Pact. It was not a program, nor a campaign. It was a promise. A covenant between the foundation, its fellows, its facilitators, and its communities. A vow to protect voices, to honor truth, to rebuild trust. It would be signed not with ink, but with action. It would be lived, not just declared.

He stretched the book out towards her, and Kiara literally had to pry it off his hands. “The decision is up to you. If you are ready to protect the secrets we have, then you can take the pledge, just nick yourself a bit and press the…” “I know how blood oaths work.” “Very well then.” Kiara took a deep breath and stared at the book; she had been so sure that she wanted to learn everything, but twice now, she has chickened out at the sheer weight of the responsibility to shoulder. She questioned herself about how ready she was for whatever it is that she is about to encounter in the book.

I sat down at my desk. I opened my laptop. Pulled up the contact list. My staff. Volunteers. Counselors. The bakery team. I wrote one message: “We’re opening the shop tomorrow. Meet me tomorrow. Same time. Same place. Injunction or not.” I hit send. I stared out the window after that, the city soaked in the kind of darkness that tries to press through the glass. Somewhere out there, Gift was fighting her own battles and i pray she survive it Somewhere, she was still alive.

They knew Austin had to finish talking. "Without taking more time, I would like to go on with the oath." He slowly turned me, and I felt my insides melt with the way his eyes becane tender. "Would you raise one hand, please?" he said me, his tone formal yet polite. I slowly raised my right hand, while the other held on to my dress in order to tame my nervousness. "I," he said, then nodded to me. "I, Hazel Austin King," he beamed a smile before he continued. "Pledge to the sacred pack and the moon goddess, to uphold the virtue given to me and use my power in the cause of righteousness. To elevate the pack in nyway I can, and to risk my life if need be."

The reason for that and her happy mood is because of what she heard in Klaus' room, when Klaus finly learned who she is and how he offered his loyalty by swearing the pledge of roses. The pledge of roses is an oath that needs a medium for it to work while that medium gives the one doing the pledge an approval from the Gods. It is commonly done when someone wanted to swear to keep any secrets they might learn to the grave, which is different from God's pledge. She was there when Klaus did the pledge of roses and heard his response, which puts her in this good mood for the rest of the day. Though, it took a whole lot of convincing in her part to even make Parie agree with her to tell Klaus eve

he begins quietly. “I, Ivonne…” I breathe. “‘Pledge myself to the Alpha of Blackthorn Pack.’” “Pledge myself to the Alpha of Blackthorn Pack…” “‘To stand under his protection.’” My voice trembles. “To stand under his protection…” “‘And accept the bond.’” “And…” My throat closes. “And accept the bond.” There’s a second—just one heartbeat—where nothing happens. Then he exhales, and the world shifts.

“The Twelve Packs run on order and discipline. Your decision to pledge to a witch, one who’s rumored to be already close with Emberbound, no less, is a statement.” “Uh-huh,” I said. Now I stepped fully into the ring. The packed dirt crunched beneath my boots. “So, it is.” Calder frowned. “Then perhaps you can tell me what statement you think you’re making.” I held his gaze steadily, refusing to blink. “The statement I’m making,” I said levelly, “is that I pledge loyalty to Stormhollow first.” Brant snorted again. “Sure, you don’t mean something else.” I tilted my head slightly to the side.

The Promise- The Toy Craig is huffing as he run as fast as he could. He's late and who knows what would happen if he doesn't enter the gate before seven o'clock. He woke up late and it's all thanks to his horny neighbors. Ah fuck! Not there Craig! Remembering what he heard last night still makes his cheeks burn. If only he's not out of budget hell immediately find a new place to stay but unfortunately, he's broke and asking for money to his father is never an option.

Yet here she was, unwavering in her proclamation. The priest spread his arms to his sides. “May the Lord in his kindness strengthen the consent you have declared before these witnesses and graciously bring to fulfillment his blessings within you. What God has joined, let no one put asunder.” He grinned. “It is time for the giving and receiving of rings.” “Oh,” Camila’s eyes grew wide. “I don’t have a ring.” “I have one.” We all turned to the unexpected voice. I stiffened, ready to reach for my gun.

he explains. Fucking pledge?! What is that? I ain’t liking the sound of this. A pledge sounds like a serious commitment to the Alpha and to the pack, I don’t want to be doing that. I want to be able to leave. “A Pledge?” I stutter. “Yeah, just saying a few words is all, drinking some of his blood” he says quickly, I assume in the hopes I don't hear, but I hear it loud and fucking clear! “then you will be connected to the pack. You will be joined to us via the mindlink too.”