Virtuous Vows Book Novels & Stories

the priest commanded. "Cadeau please recite the vow again," She took in a deep breath and rephrased with her eyes closed this time,. "I- I will love you solely for the rest of my life, every other man in my life will be second and I vow to remain chaste." She articulated. The priest spattered more puffed rice to the hearth the same time Akarui took another step and signified, "May we be blessed with a noble and obedient long eternity as you have brought sacredness into my life and have completed me. And may our hearts be compressed together forever,"

(ONE CROSS) “PRIDE, WRATH, GLUTTONY, LUST, ENVY, GREED, AND SLOTH.” Knowing more than what other mortals and gifted might think of her at first glance, she whispers the sins as the words vanish in front of her. Turns everything into ashes and goes directly inside the book that somehow loses all its pristine details and colors, and that is left with an utter old and torn cover that somehow is being forgotten by time and forsaken by anyone. It flies right back into her arms, where she hums for seconds and whispers.

For as long as the moon goddess wills it and as long as there is breath in my lungs. She repeated. Leonardo nodded. "I vow to be loyal to my pack and my alpha..." "I vow to be loyal to my pack and alpha..." "For as long as I shall live." "For as long as I shall live." Leonardo nodded and dropped the leather bound book. Viola wondered what it was. It couldn't be a bible was it? Maybe it was a book that contained all the pack laws and traditions, like some sort of a manual. That… that could be it.

Eirwen felt a chill crawl up her spine when Vow placed the book beside it and slowly opened to a page near the center. In delicate handwriting—gold ink, smudged with ash—it read: “Lie to the Crown. Lose the tongue.” Eirwen didn’t laugh. But she did smile. Just a little. “This some kind of mafia poem?” she asked. Triarch Vow didn’t move. Domenik did. He stepped toward her, voice softer than it should’ve been. “This is not metaphor. It’s doctrine.” “You want me afraid?” “No,” he said. “I want you honest.”

Chase leaned back, creating a small distance between them. He closed his eyes as he said without looking at her, "This KING is promised to you that I, CHASE DANIEL MILLER, could never lay a finger on you without your consent. This is my Vow and I'm certain that you know two scary vows are for us, for The Millers. The rulers of VitraVand Kingdom. That's why we rarely make vows because we don't break vows. We can't break vows and now, You can't break our engagement" His last words sounded very threatening to her as Nishma was speechless and it was true that she saw his other demonic side for the first time in her 19 years of life.

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

The priest turned to Verosha when Lium finished his vow. Verosha looked deeply into Lium as she recalled what she felt on their first meeting which totally epic to her. Nobody hit her with a door or even try to hold her after knowing she was Verosha Mondre. “Lium, I too, take you as my best friend, and my husband that I could argue with and share troubles or joys in life. I vowed to be with you through thick and thin and understand everything as I am older than you. I love you equally as I vow as well to let it grow fondly throughout the days or nights we’re together.” Verosha stated her vow as she was lost in the deep hazel eyes of Lium who was staring back at her with so much affection.

The vixen sighed, walking near him, he was seated on the stone, crossed legs with his arms resting on both of his knees, in position for his meditation and astral travel. “You already crossed the line, you knew you have your oath and your sole duty, Wolfram, you are straying too far from your destined chiefdom, you vowed your chastity to your elders and live celibacy to prevent the distraction and impurity, what had gone wrong, my child? Why did you taste the evil fruit?” Angered by her chagrin, he stood and left with no word, trying to cool his temper and breathe from his immeasurable angst.

From the corner of my eyes, my father watched me nervously, his smile faltering at the fear of what I might be thinking. I never imagined faking an answer to a question like this. To spend a lifetime built on false vows and promises. This is not something I wanted for myself or my children. “I do,” The words tasted bitter as they rolled out of my tongue. Instinctively, I slipped the ring onto his finger without being prompted. The priest took another ring and handed it to the man. I gently removed my glove, revealing my sweaty tender fingers. I sucked in my breath as he reached for my hand, fighting the urge to pull back. After that ring slips in, I will be bound to this man.