True Story The Vow Novels & Stories

With everyone watching, he took the microphone and announced in an icy tone, "The original bride, Alexis Harding, cheated before our wedding. She knew she couldn't show her face here, so she called off the wedding! Now, I will marry Ms. Lorelei Floyd!" At those words, the guests turned on me, their opinions swiftly shifting. "Oh, my gosh! I didn't realize Alexis was so promiscuous! Ugh! That's just disgusting!" My mother remained my only defender, her voice rising above the crowd. "No! Alexis would never do such a thing! She's always loved Ryan! It's Ryan who betrayed her!" Her desperate cries fell on deaf ears, met with even more vicious insults. Suddenly, she clutched her chest, collapsing

The ceremony moved on, dragging me with it like a prisoner in chains. “Do you, Zane Blackwood,” the priest intoned, “take Sera Voss to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?” The words echoed off the vaulted ceilings. My lungs burned. I waited for him to say no and to look at me, just once, and choose the truth of what lay between us.

Not witnesses. Only truth. Only love. And the vow of beginning again.

With a guttural voice, he said, “ I, Nathan Rossi, take you, Rachel Morgan, to be my lawfully wedded wife, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” Nathan sucked in a breath and stared intently into Rachel’s eyes. He then turned to look at his parents, his mother was already welling up in tears a

He looked like a man torn between fury and despair, his voice ragged as he spoke. “You want the truth?” His words cracked, but his gaze was unyielding. “Sandra was never my wife. Never my choice. She was convenient, nothing more. But Rosy—” he glanced down at the fragile woman trembling in his arms—“Rosy came into my life in a way I never expected. Yes, it started as a mistake, a night I thought I would forget. But that night… that night awakened something in me I never felt before. And now, she is the only woman who matters to me. Do you hear me? The only one.”

Madison Young stared at me, stunned. "What did you just say?" Under the weight of everyone's stares, I repeated myself slowly and clearly, "I said, I'm willing to marry Grace." Madison's neatly shaped brows pulled tight. "Caleb Vaughn, have you lost your mind? You really want to marry a blind girl?" Connor Vaughn let out a laugh. "Come on, bro. Even if you're mad at Maddie, you don't have to throw your future away on a blind girl."

It was dark, but there was light peeping. “In the presence of God, I make this vow,” I uttered. Like the previous ones, I never saw this one. I married the only man that made my heart ache like this, the only man who can also make the pain disappear. And just like the fate of promises, sometimes they are meant to be broken. I watch the peaceful darkness being lit by the tiny lights of the city. Every grain of light coming from the towering structure seemed to be a memory that slowly peeked into my mind.

His body trembled, powerless, in front of a door that remained firmly closed. I refused to acknowledge him as Noah's father. The pain of that truth cut deeper than any weapon ever could. He returned to his estate in a daze, locking himself in his study and whispering our names over and over. Only after I had truly left did he understand that he had always valued me more than power or authority. But time couldn't be reversed. By betraying the Blood Moon vow, Damian had carved our names into the ruins of our love. Now, only liquor could dull his pain.

"She gave us a large sum of money. Said once her own child is born, the family would not care about this one anymore. The cleaner we handled it, the more we'd be paid." Connor slammed his fist into the wall. He did not want to believe it. "How do I know you're not lying?" Trent hurriedly pulled out his phone, hands shaking as he unlocked it. "I have the transfer records. And recordings…" Transfer records could be forged. Recordings could not. When Camille's voice played, Connor finally believed it. It was all her. Then what Sienna brought back that day… He could not continue the thought. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, pounding his fists against it.

The Vow Lying naked in the center of the spiral, wrapped completely around one another, Serena spoke the words that sealed their hearts: “Tomorrow, when the ritual begins… I give myself to both of you completely. Body. Blood. Soul. No barriers. No hesitation.” Kael’s voice was thick with emotion. “I give you everything I am. My strength. My heart. My future.” Damien’s crimson eyes shone with rare vulnerability. “I give you my eternity. All of it.” The three of them sealed the vow with slow, lingering kisses — a promise of what was coming. Outside the chamber, the blood moon continued to rise.