Vow Or Never Novels & Stories

This was the way young pups expressed affection. He said, "Your friend is so pitiful. Luckily, Dad and I will love you forever." Caelum set down his coat and walked over to pull both of them into his arms. As usual, the Alpha scent he gave off was possessive yet gentle. "Liam is right, Sera. Our family will be together forever. It's a vow we made to the Moon Goddess," Caelum said lovingly. Seraphina didn't respond. She looked down, and her long lashes hid the bitterness in her eyes.

The bass thumped through the crowded mansion like a second heartbeat, but Elena Voss felt hers stuttering in her throat. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light across designer dresses and tailored suits, while laughter sliced through the air like shards of glass. This was supposed to be a celebration. Richard Hale’s latest business triumph but for Elena, it felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of wolves.

The old staircase. The family photographs. The piano. The broken clock. She walked toward the living room. Then stopped. A photograph had been placed on the table. She picked it up. It showed her and Ethan on their wedding day. But there was something written across the photograph. THE PERFECT COUPLE. Ava turned it over. Another message. YOU NEVER KNEW HIM. Her fingers tightened around it. Lily looked over her shoulder. "Someone wants you to doubt him." "Maybe I should."

Nobody who had ever underestimated Rowen had done it twice. They came at each other the way wolves fought, no posturing, no circling, just the immediate full contact of two animals who knew each other well enough to skip the warning and go straight to the work. Teeth and weight and speed. Rowen hit hard. Damir hit harder. They rolled and reset and came at each other again and again with the particular rhythm of a training session that was also, if you watched closely, two people working something out that had nothing to do with technique.

I reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere. Valerie froze, eyes wide with shock. "Austin, did you even understand what I just said?" "I did," I replied, my tone unusually understanding. "I know how much Mrs. Dyer means to you. Without her, you wouldn't have come to this college, and we'd have never met. We owe her everything." My earnest words seemed to lower Valerie's guard. She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you.

For two straight years, this house echoed with Vivian's stupid laugh. Pretty sure she did it on purpose—left pieces of herself everywhere. Her pink camisole hung off my favorite piano. Used condoms scattered across the couch and rug I picked out. Our wedding photo? In the trash, because Vivian pouted and he caved. I used to think he'd remember me. So I swallowed every bit of it—silent, humiliated, hopeful. Looking back now? Pathetic.

Words that sounded different now, like they actually carried weight when spoken between us. "Do you, Ryker Holland—" "I do," I said immediately. A few quiet chuckles rippled through the crowd, but I didn't care. There wasn't a single doubt in my body. Never had been. "And do you, Vanessa—" "I do," she said, her voice soft but steady. That one word hit harder than any promise. The priest nodded, satisfied. "You may now share your vows." Vanessa went first. She spoke about choosing me every day. About standing beside me even when the world wasn't kind. Her voice wavered once, but she didn't cry. Neither of us did.

Not the last. Never the last.

Eli tried to say something but Jennie cut him off "If anyone of you dare cut me off once more than i am gonna cut your tongues so zip up those fucking mouths and listen!........." Everyone virtually zipped their mouths "I can't tell because.....(Jennie closed her eyes and gathered all her courage) The promise i made was vow" Gasp escaped from everyone's mouth once they heard Jennie's confession. ( A promise that is vow is made between 2 people and only has one condition. Don't break it other wise at first the person whom you love the most would lose it's most important thing and if broken once more then the person you love the most dies. it's cruel and dangerous and is forbidden in all magic

Evelynn sighed into him, her hands sliding up his chest to grip the back of his neck. When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against hers. His voice was hoarse, stripped bare. “I need you to promise me something.” Her lashes fluttered. “What?” “That you’ll never face something like that alone. If it calls to you again…” His throat worked, words breaking rough. “You wait for me. Always.” Evelynn’s eyes stung. She pressed her palm flat against his chest, over his heartbeat. “Always,” she whispered. The vow settled between them like a brand.