Unbreakable Vow Tattoo Novels & Stories

" I looked into his deep eyes and saw my reflection clearly within them. In this life, there was no betrayal, no despair. Only blooming flowers and a love that would never fade. "Joseph, I love you too."

I would not let this ungrateful brat ruin Quinn's life again, not in a million years. My refusal made her stomp her feet in frustration. Just as she was about to say something else, a cool voice interrupted. "Even if she were willing to let go, I wouldn't agree to it." Quinn had returned and was now standing beneath the willow tree. His gaze was icy and resolute.

He takes a deep breath before locking eyes with me, his gaze intense and incredibly tender. “Reyna,” he begins, “I vow to be your anchor and your sail—your strength in times of trouble, and your joy in times of happiness. I’ll stand by your side when the world feels too big, and I’ll stand behind you when you’re ready to conquer it. And through it all, I will love you with an intensity that rivals the fiercest storms and the quietest moonlit nights. This is my solemn vow to you, bound by the Moon Goddess herself.” Each vow leaves an indelible imprint on my heart, filling me with a sense of completion I didn’t know I needed. As they each step back into their places, the priestess raises her a

"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.

"A new tattoo? I'm in." Noah was more solemn. "It is a vow. Not just of love, but of rule. A promise etched in skin." Elias was there, to guide the magic. Using a blend of Dawnfire silver and pack-gold pigment, he worked on each of us. The old mate mark, the single sun, did not vanish. It became the center of something new. On my chest, the sun was now embraced by a crescent moon (for Neal's spirit) and was rooted by a winding, flowering vine (for my growth and lineage).

“Still sharp. Good. You’ll need that.” I bare my teeth. “What do you want?” She doesn’t answer at first. Instead, she unwraps a strip of black cloth from her wrist. Reveals a brand burned into her flesh— A circle of broken thorns. “The Oath,” she says softly, almost reverent. “The vow that cost us everything.” “Congratulations,” I snarl. “You and your cult have matching tattoos. Let me go.” Her hand whips out and cracks across my face so hard I taste blood again.

Then he looked down at the kneeling man, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt. "You call that being good to her?" Ethan said coldly. "Hurting your true mate while she watched you create a child with another woman." He held up his right arm. In the moonlight, a line of ancient wolf runes ran from his shoulder to his wrist, like an unbreakable vow. "Do you know what this is?" Ethan demanded. Liam knew. It was the oldest mating vow of the wolves, a tattoo that, once marked, was bound to a wolf's life force.

Tonight, she was just a heartbroken mess. Her best friend, her fiance, together She let out a dry chuckle before throwing back her drink. Betrayal had never tasted so bitter. "Another," she murmured to the bartender, her words slightly slurred. The bartender sighed, eyeing the four empty glasses in front of her. "Miss, are you sure?" Sarah waved him off. "Oh please. Do I look like someone who makes good decisions? I wanna drink until I forget they exist." “I've never been more sure of anything in my life.”

"I'm trying to think Ari.. please don't" Fuçk it. I'm in shit. " There's no way out Rev, we have to get married " " I can't marry you Ari" " I can't do it to you, I can't do it to us.. " " This is the last option, I can't get rid... " " I'm not getting rid of my child Ari, I won't " " It just won't work between us,it won't... " " It has to, I can't be unmarried with a child"

VICTORIA I spent the last month training and avoiding Ellen because I knew she would bug me about my mate. I knew I was going to reject him. He wasn't suited for my lifestyle, plus I couldn't give him kids, so he would never want me truly anyways. Zarina wanted us to try, but she knew too. All the women who joined blood moon assassins had their ovaries removed—effectively sterilizing them. They couldn't risk us having kids and therefore having a weakness. They even broke some of our bonds. Any of us who had human mates were automatically broken with dark magic. I had finished yet another brutal hand-to-hand combat training session with Oliver. He kicked my ass every time he did not care I wa