The Vow Novels & Stories

Apollo and I held each other's hands as she wrapped a white rope around them, tying it so it didn't fall. "Apollo, repeat after me. I Apollo Willow vow to take care of you, love you, and honour you from this life and into the next," "I Apollo Willow vow to take care of you, love you, and honour you from this life and into the next," His voice deep as he stared into my eyes. "Nesrin, repeat after me. I, Nesrin Bloodstone, vow to take care of you, love you, and honour you from this life and into the next."

Leela said, "We do our wedding different the first thing you need to know is Vow. Vow is the circle you are in now. "Leela said, ''Vowel is a spell we use to make Nervous couple comfortable with one another. The widow will be left open because when the moonlight hit the spell it will be activated. You won't be able to leave the circle until the first blood is drawn in. "Leela said, ''The second thing is the contract signing this is vow between both of you, the contract sign will have a term that both you in Nolan will agree too. Then there will be rules that you and the king will have to make.''Leela said.

The arena was once again filled with thousands of people who were to witness my vows. A bonfire was lit in front of me, big enough to light the entire stage I was kneeling on. Behind me was holy water in a bowl. Beside the bowl was a small seedling in a flowerpot that was filled with soil. Wind was something that persisted with the flames, making them grander and the sky was right above me. The five elements of nature surrounded me while I took the vow. Amor, the three priests and the priestess were standing in front of me behind the flames to be the witness of the vow, along with the pack public, the royal family, and the other

I made a vow. Vows are more that promises. They have greater potency that the words of mere promises. I vowed never to turn a human or to feed from a human the day I made that dreadful mistake. What mistake? I killed the man I loved. I fed from him and drained every pint of blood he had in him. So I made my vow. I, Kayla, will never feed. I'll die from thirst and hunger before I ever feed. And because I was turned to a vampire against my will, I will never turn a human to the monster I have now become.

Perhaps it was out of desperation that he wanted to hear other options than the one he was about to do. “Instead of using the drug,” Bernard continued, looking at Enzo as he spoke. “We make him give us the vow of loyalty and truth.” The council was silent but Ophelia heard their minds loud and clear. She was thinking the same thing they did, would Enzo agree to this? The vow of loyalty is the same one Bernard gave to Ophelia six years ago. He always went by it, if he wanted to or not. The difference between the drug and the vow is that the drug lasts for only a few hours.

"With this hand, I will multiply your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your lethal wine. Her heart thudded, How strange and scary, Did he just say the wrong vow? And are the people here deaf not to hear the wicked vows? "With this candle, I will dim your way in the light" He added as he impassively blew off the candle flame, It was the opposite vow. How could a groom vow to dim his bride's way to light and the whole assemblage silent like it's the most normal thing on earth? "With this ring, I bind you to eternal doom" he added and propelled her finger into the silver wedding ring violently.

Vampyre nobles lifted crimson goblets, intoning, “May passion burn bright, yet never consume, a flame eternal in the dark.” Daimph singers raised their voices in harmony, “May your union be the bridge between worlds, a song of unity everlasting.” Finally, the human socialites, and a few of the ladies Aakifahlynn had come to call friends, all resplendent in silks and jewels, offered applause and cheers, their voices mingling with the mystical blessings. The vows were sealed not only by words, but by the collective will of every race present. The vows themselves were simple, but sacred.

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.”

"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.

"That's your problem, not mine. Lionel tried to kill me. He committed assault with intent to harm, and I won't accept any mediation. Save your breath." Rhiannon cried, "Why must you do this? Are you trying to ruin him completely just because we're close?" I didn't say anything and walked away, not wanting to waste any more energy arguing with her. People didn't turn bad overnight, and hearts didn't drift all at once. "It's snowing, Boss," Jane said, handing me an umbrella. I declined it and kept walking. It was the first snowfall of the year. I couldn't help but think back to when I confessed to Rhiannon. It had snowed heavily that day, too. When she nodded, it felt like the whole world lit