Novel & Cerita Unbreakable Vow

I gritted out. She regarded me for a while, then shrugged. “Did you think it's that easy to destroy?” I lifted a brow. “What do you mean?” “I may agree to break it, but will it?” She read the confusion in my eyes and smirked. “I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do about it. The destruction of our vows is impossible. We did not just take an ordinary oath, dear. We took a dark oath, and it can't be broken. It's for eternity. Whether we both consent to it or not, there's no way out.”

“I will keep you safe. I swear it on my life, my blood, and my soul.” The cell stayed silent—but the vow reverberated inside me like a heartbeat. Unbreakable…

"We vow to stand by each other, no matter what obstacles we may face, and to never let anything come between us." Their hands glowed with a soft, white light as they spoke, the unbreakable vow taking hold. Isabella could feel the magic coursing through her, binding her to Luca in a way that surpassed all other bonds. She knew that they were now truly unbreakable, their love and their purpose intertwined.

Mum spoke first. “The Moon marks what is broken and returns it made whole. We honor her law today.” She looked between Cowrie and her groom, then Gavin and Sariah, then Ruhan and me. “Three vows. One for bond, one for peace, one for rule.” Cowrie went first. “I vow to guard what is mine and take what is offered in trust.” Her husband repeated it. Mum nodded. Gavin spoke next. “I vow to shield what is mine and serve where I am needed.”

He was right. "And I'm guessing it can't be broken". Alex nodded. "The blood oath wine is scary and was made to bind people by the words they say. It's a pinky promise that can not be broken forever. Never". "Never?" Amelia's eyes still mirrored a bit of hope on that black ball as she raised them to match his. "Yes." She inhaled and exhaled again. "Unless… ." That ray of home came back to her eyes. Her face lit up with joy. Something to hang her worry on.

“Ethan’s cruelty has no limits. Even now, he seeks to control you.” I pulled back slightly, my lips trembling. “Can it be broken?” He looked at me, his eyes blazing with determination. “Yes,” he said, his voice low and certain. “But it will not be easy. A blood oath is ancient magic, and to sever it, we must fight it with blood of our own.” A shiver ran through me. “What does that mean?” “It means,” he said, cupping my face in both hands, “that I will need to make my own vow, stronger than his. I will need to bind you to me—not as a possession, but as a protection. And to do that, blood must be spilled.”

“I love you. You being here is the best part of my birthday. Hearing you say that you love me makes me the happiest person alive.” “Really?” I asked looking at him. “I talk with you most of the time and you can ask our friends if I even try to date anyone when you were gone. I have always been honest with you that I love you and I am just waiting for you to be ready.” “I am ready. I was just scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore.” “I love you and you are all that I want.” THE END Vows are supposed to be kept for they aren’t merely words that we say but there are times when vows are broken. When vows are broken though it doesn’t mean that things are ending, it merely open new opportunities

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.”

“Promise me one thing?” I paused, looking at her. “What?” “Don’t let them break you.” Her words hit me hard. I didn’t know if I could keep that promise, but I forced a smile, even though it felt more like a grimace. “I won’t.” I didn’t know if I could keep my promise. In that moment, all I could do was walk into the unknown, the heavy weight of everything pressing down on me as I stepped outside the apartment. As I approached the car, I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. The man who stepped out of the car was tall and imposing, his eyes behind dark sunglasses, giving off an air of cold professionalism.

“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.