Unbreakable Vow Tattoo Novels & Stories

brrrr Just before heading to the sea shore Kavi and I where made to drink Tsai Tou Vounou, I have no idea what it is but Ilios said it was a tea of some sort, now we're alone, Kavi and I dressed in white as a sign of purity and sitting in a sacred circle in the sand drawn by the gate keepers. Once the moon came in position it's light beamed down upon us as we stood in the circle and our mate marks completely fade away, we look at each other and repeat the mantra thought to us today together ** Phoenix dies and turn to ash bonds have faded and broken off but on this night under this light our bond just like the Pheonix life, will be reborn and therefore rise stronger and true! ** he bared his

I sensed Victor come up behind me and wrap his hands around my waist. “Beta Victor..” Ryder and Jeremy bowed in greeting and Victor nodded. “Ryder, it’s good to see you up and about. I hear you’re almost back to where you were before….” Victor trailed as Ryder smiled and nodded. “Yes, sir! Almost as good as new! Thank you, Tori.” He looked at me again and I could hear the sincerity in his voice. Victor smiled at me. “A warrior’s vow is for life, Tori. Unbreakable. A broken vow means death for the warrior. Not to be taken lightly.” I smiled through the tears.

“Do you, Dante Romano, take Caterina Caruso to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage, promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?” “I do,” Dante said without missing a beat. I wondered how he did it so easily, lying without an ounce of conscience in his body.

He bit his index finger hard until his nail broke off. “What the fuck are you doing?” Harlow gasped with his mouth open. Jack’s breath came in ragged bursts as he shook his head. “A blood oath. I’m not joking when I say I’ll be loyal to you until I die.” That night, Harlow and I watched as Jack spilled blood from his finger to create a blood oath circle. He would never betray us again and promised to stay loyal until death. The magical circle he made shimmered in silver and became a permanent tattoo on the wooden table.

"I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You." Noreen's head throbbed. She couldn't comprehend what Thiery was talking about at all. It was like he was speaking a language from another planet. Thiery touched Noreen's lips with his index finger, and she immediately shuddered again. When he kissed her lips, Noreen felt it again, a slow, stirring desire, awakening butterflies in her stomach.

I thought he’ll just sweet-talk me into believing that all of this is normal, but to my surprise, he snatches the knife from her. Then he runs the blade on his arm, the same exact spot as mine. “Alistair,” I begin to say, but he hurriedly pulls me close to the fire and presses our bleeding wounds together. “We have to make the vow,” he tells me, his blood blending with mine as he keeps his grip firm around my wrist, making sure our wounded arms are still pressed together. “This is irreversible, unbreakable.”

taking my head shaking from side to side as a no, he continued, "Divine coupling is a marriage of souls. You and I are bound to each other by all the elements and in every way. Heart, body, and soul. It's much like a normal wedding, without the fortune spent on ridiculous parties and cakes and dresses. It is much more intimate for our kind and it is something that we do not choose for ourselves. We trust that our magic knows what we need and trust me Saraid, I needed you." I glanced down at my left hand which was palm down on the bed and holding most of my weight. "Is that what this is?" I asked, sitting up so I could show him the mysterious tattoo like mark on my finger. "Much like normal h

The water began to glow, the liquid in the silver bowl turning a shimmering blue. "When vows are broken, when trust is shattered, when love turns to pain, I ask the Moon Goddess to take back Her blessing." I took out the blood-oath rune and carefully placed it in the bowl. The moment the rune touched the liquid, an agonizing pain shot through my entire body – the mate bond was fighting the separation. "Hold on, child," the Elder's voice encouraged me. "The most painful part is coming." I gritted my teeth and continued the ritual. "By my blood, I break this vow; by my tears, I wash away the past; by my will, I regain my freedom."

The gentle jest lightened her mood—though a lump of unease still settled in her belly, reminding her that the world was not nearly as simple as she wished it to be. She raised her hand, examining the marking more closely, noting how it seemed to pulse with a life of its own. This faint black lining resembled a tattoo of secrecy. “This resembles more of a tattoo of secrecy, and it makes so much sense.” A tattoo of secrecy, also known as a promise of secrets is a mana oath taken by mages, promising secrecy, binding their fates. Such oaths weren’t valid without a third party present to enforce its weight; demons, spirits, archmages, or even vampires might serve that role.

“Sophia is right. They will come for you. Loving me is a breach of every law—family, society, blood. But contracts are not meant to be easy. They are meant to be tested.” He took her hand, pressing his lips to her knuckles with reverence. “Do you understand, Kira? This vow may demand fire. It may demand blood. But if you stay… you will never face it alone. Not for a single breath.” Tears burned her eyes, but she nodded, her whisper steady. “Then let the fire come. We’ll sign it with our scars.” And when he kissed her, sealing the vow, it was no longer just love. It was a contract written in blood and fire—eternal, unbreakable, dangerous.