The Vow We Keep Novels & Stories

I was ripping my own heart in two as I read each line. Lucas's hold on my shoulder still had me frozen. "What is it?" he growled in a menacing tone. I swallowed hard, tears running down as I read, "We vowed to care for one another at the expense of losing everything. Our blood is our vow and our secrets—if we were to utter them—kill or destroy us." The words echoed in the vacant warehouse. The specter of ultimate judgment hung heavier on my mind.

So I stood. Raised my spiral marked palm. And whispered the final Keeper’s vow: “Let the fire split. Let the seed speak. I will not bind what seeks to bloom. I will witness it all and remember.”

They were marching straight toward the elite world that had spawned them, armed with secrets, lies, and a shared hunger for vengeance. When they finally broke apart, breathless and flush with adrenaline, Theodore reached over and grabbed his discarded coffee mug, raising it in a silent toast toward the dark window overlooking the rain-soaked streets. "To the Bellweather family," Theodore said, his eyes glittering with cold promise. "May their charity be exceedingly generous." Adrian picked up his own glass, clinking it against Theodore’s with a sharp, echoing ring that cut through the silence of the loft. "And may they never see us coming."

"Yeah. I'm okay. She can't hurt us anymore." "All these people trying to destroy us—and we're still here." "We really are." Sunday, week forty-five. I finalize my vows. Read them to Maggie over the phone. "Those are beautiful," she says. "Honest and real." "Not too simple?" "Perfect amount of simple. You're not trying to impress anyone. You're making promises you can actually keep." "That's the goal." "How's Damien's vow writing going?" "No idea. We're keeping them secret until the wedding."

Aiden’s POV ‘UG, I will only see you. I belong to you. You don’t need to worry about that. I have become yours from the moment I came to this town. I have become yours without even knowing so nothing is going to change now. You will always have me, always.’ ‘It’s that a promise?’ ‘It’s a vow. A vow I intend to keep forever.’

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

As part of us, you have to understand there are no criminals, we all are criminals. We play the roles of angels and whatever is handed over to us. We do not bite our own and most importantly…WE DO NOT BITE THE HANDS THAT FEED US '' They all joined Tessa as they chorused, the last vow. Kelly looked up at all of them like they were nothing but a flock of sheep in her eyes.

“We stand here not to revive the old order, but to bury it properly.” She looked each woman in the eyes. “The new oath is simple, We vow to tell the truth. We vow to protect choice. We vow to never again let love become a weapon.” The women watched her, breathing shallow, waiting. “No blades,” she said. “No blood bowls.” “No sacrifices.” “No spells.” “No chains.” Just truth. Olivia placed one hand over her heart. “If you accept this vow, not to me, but to yourselves, step forward.” One woman stepped.

“Now, we build the future. For Cresendo. For our children.” A single voice, then a dozen, then the entire hall, erupted not in a cheer, but in a low, resonant chant, the traditional Cresendo vow of fealty. It was not for me, the Omega. It was for the future I carried. For the memory of the fallen. For the pack.

"The Vale family's invitation—do you want to join the feast?" Damien frowned, clearly finding it troublesome. He had already made his biggest concession today. Seeing his expression, Serena chuckled. "It's okay. If you're busy, I can decline the invitation." "No worries, I said if we're going to act, we should see it through to the end," Damien replied with a calm expression.