Vow Of Thieves Kindle Novels & Stories

“The first keeper of the vow. The one who tried to chain the moon’s will to her own. She thought love could bind fate.” The image shifted—Thalen standing beside a man who looked like Kaelen but wasn’t. The same jaw, the same eyes, but his smile held sorrow. He pressed his palm against Thalen’s, and light erupted between them. “The vow was born from this,” Maelis said, gesturing toward the vision. “A promise made in love, sealed in defiance. They swore their souls would never part, even if the heavens broke.” The scene changed again. The man fell to his knees, the sky bleeding red. Thalen screamed, her power fracturing into shards of silver. From that light came the wolves—spirits bound by a

The bastard crumpled forward, choking on a scream. "Stop wasting our time," Nevio muttered, shaking the blood off his knuckles. I sighed, standing to my full height and looking at the row of men before me. Thieves. Traitors who had dared to cross us, thinking we wouldn’t notice. Big mistake. "You see," I began, stepping over the one gasping on the floor. "I’m feeling generous tonight. You have two choices." I gestured between them. "Die quickly. Or die slowly." One of them—the one in the middle—jerked his chin up, defiance flickering in his bloodshot eyes. "You think you own everything, Cavarallo? You think you can just—"

"What's mine is yours. Take these—you can pawn them and start over. So you lost your job. You're a capable guy; you'll land on your feet." A greedy glint lit in his eyes as he snatched them. "You're right… you're right! With capital, I can turn this all around." I feigned sudden concern. "I've heard stories… they say one big win at a high-stakes table can set you up for life. But, Honey, promise me you won't gamble. We just don't have that kind of luck." The moment I said it, a dangerous hope ignited in his gaze. He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled tissue. "Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?"

Their face had swollen and their body, weak. "I shouldn't have done that, I really should have listened to my wife...."the second man wailed continuously, his body shaking from fear that had embraced him. "Of all things I don't like; thieves are in no way excluded. And of all things I hate most; stealing has a place. Not in my reign will thieves raid.... Never!"Xander, with a sudden and flash likeness, had their heads off from their body. This is how ruthless he can be. * * TBC

It was almost the size of a toddler. “Swear upon your life that you will be loyal to the needs, desires, and cause of the Ulric, Duncan Stanford. The king who shares his soul and body with the wolf Conric. If you betray him intentionally, your life shall be given to the goddess and you will be eternally fed upon by her ravens for your betrayal.” “I swear this to the goddess, my Ulric, and you; I am his wolf.” Bethany breathed. “The honesty in your word will spare your life. If you are playing false with this oath, my claw will end your deceit.” Madison swore as she squeezed with her thumb, pressing her claws into the soft flesh of Bethany’s throat.

'But in this Court, we judge a man by his loyalty to the Crown, not by the stories told in taverns. 'Loyalty is such a flexible word,' Valerius mused. He reached out and picked up a dark red plum from a bowl on the table. He turned it over in his long fingers, then squeezed. The fruit burst, dark juice staining his palm like fresh blood. 'Sometimes, loyalty is just a mask for survival. I wonder, King Thade, if the wolves in your garden are truly tame, or if they are simply waiting for the gardener to fall asleep.' He looked at the Vorns again, a mocking tilt of his head. 'I hear the scent of wet fur is almost impossible to wash out of tapestry. A shame. This room is so very beautiful.'

“Every time I breathe, I feel like I’m stealing air from someone more worthy.” She kept flipping, her pulse gradually quickening. Then her eyes caught a particular entry, halfway through the notebook. The handwriting was darker, heavier, as if pressed with more force. “She looks at me like I’m the villain. Maybe I am. But I’d burn this house to give her freedom. She doesn’t even know she’s caged.” Zara stopped breathing for a second. A lump swelled in her throat—uncertain, unfamiliar. She closed the book gently, not out of fear, but respect. Her fingers lingered on the cover, as if trying to feel what he must’ve felt when he wrote it.

“Looks like she doesn’t need prayers after all.” I didn’t answer. Because something inside me had shifted. Something cracked. And something woke up. ~~~~~~~~~~ By the time the gunfire ceased, five of Lorenzo’s men were dead. Three of the attackers escaped into the woods. One was captured—barely alive, coughing blood. He smiled through cracked teeth. “You killed Giovanni,” he wheezed. “But you’ll never stop it. Crimson Vow doesn’t die with a man. It’s a doctrine.” Lorenzo leaned down, calm as ice. “Then you’ll die a believer.”

The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin. This should disgust me, he thought. But his hands were already opening the book. The first page bore a warning in faded ink: "Beware the bond that cannot be broken, for it will remake both hunter and hunted." Nathan's pulse hammered in his throat. He shouldn't be here. He should— A floorboard creaked upstairs. Nathan snapped the book shut and tucked it under his arm. Decision made. He'd steal it if he had to. Whatever this was, he needed to know.

I cut him off, getting straight to the point: "2 years ago, in Black Court Alley, a group of thugs with the same tattoos as you stabbed a man to death." He was taken aback, "Who did they kill?" I said, "Jim." for some reason I remembered the name of the guy that day. He was confused for a moment, then looked back, not seeing his fellow gang members come in, so he took out his mobile phone and made a call. After a while, he hung up the phone and nodded seriously, "Indeed, it is true." I asked again, "Why?" He laughed and said, "What's there to say here? We take other's money and handle their troubles for them. Hehe, "