The Unbreakable Vow Mga Nobela at Kwento

I looked at him expectantly. “I’d like to say my vows to my wife alone, they’re a little private.” I ignored the oohs and ahhhs in the audience, trying to hide my confusion as to why Christian would want only me to hear his vows. Something smelled fishy, and I didn’t know if I should be scared or not. Then he leaned in, close enough to my ear so that only I could hear him. "My dear Hazel, I vow to make sure you spend all the days of your life in pain. I vow to spend my days making you pay for your crimes against me. I promise to give you a life of pain, so bad that you wish for a death that will never come.”

Claire thought she had it all: a handsome billionaire husband, a luxurious lifestyle, and the promise of a bright future. But behind the glittering facade of her marriage to Leonard Parker, CEO of Parker Industries, lies a heart-wrenching reality. For five years, Claire has played second fiddle to Charlotte, Leonard's childhood friend and constant priority. Despite her unwavering love for Leonard, Claire finds herself suffocating in the shadow of a woman who seems to hold her husband's heart. When Claire discovers she's pregnant, she sees a glimmer of hope for her failing marriage. But a tragic accident at a family gathering shatters her dreams and forces her to confront the painful tr

“I, Chandler Andrew Parker take you Millie Wilson as my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish you for the rest of my life, for better or for worse… till death do us part.” After Chandler placed the ring on her finger, it was her time to say her vow. “I, Millie Wilson take you Chandler Andrew Parker to be my husband…” She paused, swallowing hard and looking at Chandler. Her hand was trembling as she held the ring on the guy’s hand. “…and I will cherish you…” She wasn’t able to finish her sentence anymore, when a loud bang echoed inside the church.

She longed for the chance at motherhood that had been brutally taken from her. Vanessa stood frozen on the roadside, her legs weakened by the grief. She mustered the strength to walk to a nearby private bar, where she ordered a strong drink. As the alcohol flowed down her throat, she let her tears fall, remembering the day the doctor announced her pregnancy. Her joy didn’t even last up to twenty four hours. She felt hatred and anger toward Lucas and Eliana, who had pushed her that fateful night. With every sip, Vanessa's determination grew. She vowed to ruin Lucas and Eliana, to make them pay for their cruel actions. The fire of revenge burned brighter within her, fueling her determination t

Leandro raised his eyebrows and clicked on the over sixty thousand comments. Just as Charlotte prayed that he wouldn't read out the comments, she heard the man's deep voice whisper in her ear, "Picture 5, Mrs. Romero and Mr. Romero about to engage in something unspeakable in the next second, right?" This was the top comment with 880,000 likes. Leandro finished reading and suddenly looked at her, "What is the Unmentionable?" Charlotte's face immediately turned red. Was this a question she could answer? "Hmm?"

Damian said immediately, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Promise me you will never treat me like I am less than you,” I said, looking him straight in the eye. “Promise me you will never make me feel like I owe you anything, or that I am just a burden to carry. Promise me that you will always be honest with me, and if you ever decide you don’t want me around anymore… you will tell me straight to my face, not lie to me or cheat on me.” Damian smiled, a warm, genuine smile that reached his eyes and made my heart race faster. He lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to my knuckles, a gesture so respectful and sweet that it made my breath catch.

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.”

This was all so absurd. “Is that it?” I asked. “Yup,” she said with a shrug. “That’s it. Once the vow is placed, your loyalty is locked in place.” I nodded in consideration. “What was that bit about severance?” “It means that only death, abdication, or exile can break the vow,” she replied seriously. It sounded so intense, but she didn’t seem fazed. Must have been a wolf thing. But I didn’t care about any of that. I only cared about whether I could make Killian trust me or not.

Bonded. Unbreakable. 🏒🔥

I cradled her closer, burying my face in her hair. “You said you’d never leave me,” I whispered, my voice cracking at the edges. “So don’t do this. Don’t make me live in a world where I can’t hear you laugh again. Don’t make me…” I broke. The words dissolved into silence. Because no vow. No bite. No rage could undo what fate had done. Unless I did the one thing I swore I’d never do. Unless I gave in. --- The wind shifted again. And just like before, the shadows in the room stretched, curled, and thickened.