Vow Promises Novels & Stories

On the day of our wedding, Maverick Lowe sacrificed me as bait to save his childhood sweetheart, Janet Stewart, from her kidnappers. I was left behind, brutally tormented by the gang. The next day, the entire internet was flooded with indecent videos of me. Maverick publicly branded me a disgrace, broke off our engagement in front of everyone, and soon after, paraded Janet as his bride. While I was drowning in despair, my childhood friend Alfred Hawkins confessed his love. He said he had always cared for me, and vowed to shelter me from every storm. With him by my side, I slowly climbed out of that darkness. We married, and soon after welcomed our daughter, Ruby. The three of us built a life of simple, perfect happiness. Until one day, I stumbled upon Janet sobbing in Alfred's arms. Between tears, she choked out, ''The doctor said… without a matching heart, Yoana won't last another month…'' Yoana, her little girl, had been born with a congenital heart defect. Alfred's hand lingered tenderly on her shoulder as he whispered. ''Don't cry. I told you, Ruby's heart was always meant for Yoana. ''After her birthday, I'll arrange the accident. Then Ruby will be delivered straight to the hospital…''

[WARNING: SPICY DARK ROMANCE WITH AN OBSESSIVE, POSSESSIVE MAFIA BOSS. DETAILED SMUT AND VIOLENCE.] Raine Dalca is used to being invisible. After a childhood drenched in trauma and a life built on silence, she’s learned to survive by staying small. Her world is the rundown motel she works in, where she scrubs blood from carpets, avoids eye contact with violent men, and sleeps with a chair wedged against the door. She's alone, forgotten, and just the way she likes it. Until him. Leon Marcello doesn’t belong in a place like this. Dressed in black silk and sin, he walks through her world like he owns it, and maybe he does. When he witnesses Raine being bullied by a guest, he intervenes without a word. She never asks for his help. He gives it anyway. And then he comes back. With a job. A penthouse. An offer she doesn’t want but can’t afford to refuse. She tells herself she’ll leave after a week. He tells her she won’t. She doesn’t believe him. She should. Leon is quiet chaos. Possessive, controlling, pure danger wrapped in restraint. Raine doesn’t understand why he’s so obsessed with her, why he watches her like she’s a secret he’s been hunting, why he looks at her like she’s already his. The longer she stays, the more she sees the cracks beneath his control, and the darker the truths behind his empire. But Leon isn’t her biggest problem. The real danger might be what he sees when he looks at her. Because Raine thought she had no past, He’s about to prove otherwise.

"I think we were meant to be but we did it wrong." Life's not fair. Daisy has always known that. Abandoned by her parents right after her birth, she never knew what love was supposed to feel like. Yet, years later love finds its way to her and she finds herself falling for her husband who claims to hate her. Elijah Kingston doesn't do love. He despises the very concept of it. But when his heart starts beating for his closed-off wife, he doesn't seem to hate that feeling anymore. But his paranoia wins over and he leaves her, making her life miserable in the process. 5 years later, she's back asking for a favor that can end in only one possible way. Damnation. But whose?

For the 23rd time, I'm left standing at the altar as Jace Larkin hurries off because his foster sister, Celine Keaton, threatens to end her life again. The guests mock me, saying that we'll never tie the knot and attending our wedding will bring bad luck. I tune them out, holding on to Jace's promise that he'll come back and marry me. I buy his promise yet again, only for him to prove me wrong one more time. After I clean up the mess and pacify the angry guests, I reach home in the middle of the night. While passing the study, I hear Jace's voice. "Cece's always been mentally unstable. Of course, I have to stay with her. Regina will never leave me, even if I postpone our wedding a hundred times." Sorry, Jace, but I'll have to disappoint you this time. Blinking back tears, I unlock my phone and text my childhood friend, Clement Halloway. "Let's get married in three days."

The night Alpha Kieran Steele turned down Aria Blackwood as his mate in front of the whole Crescent Moon Pack, she believed her life was ended. She spent three years establishing a new life as a renegade hunter, pursuing dangerous werewolves that pose a threat to human settlements, after being expelled and humiliated. She has vowed never again to participate in pack politics and is stronger and more deadly. However, Aria is forced to cooperate with the same pack that sent her away as a string of vicious killings shakes the supernatural society. Even worse, she is compelled to date Kieran, the guy whose rejection almost crushed her and who now maintains that their mate bond was never really severed. For the past three years, Kieran has been regretting his decision every day. He has seen his pack disintegrate from the inside out as a result of pressure from pack elders to turn down his "weak" mate in favor of a political alliance, and he still has nightmares about Aria's damaged eyes. He needs the one woman who has every reason to despise him now that the bodies are piling up and a rogue alpha is endangering all he has vowed to defend. Aria and Kieran must face the falsehoods that destroyed them and the fiery heat that still burns between them as they pursue a killer who appears to know every move they make. However, the adversary they are seeking has a perverse link to their history, and a scheme that will force them to choose between their emotions and their pack. Can two shattered souls create a link that is strong enough to withstand betrayal, violence, and the ultimate test of fate in a world where second chances are scarce and trust is a luxury they cannot afford?

The scent of betrayal still lingered in the air. She had loved him—trusted him—only to find him tangled in the arms of another woman, right in their own apartment. Years of devotion shattered in an instant. Heartbroken, she ran, seeking solace in the numbing haze of a bar. But instead of forgetting, she found danger. Drugged and vulnerable, she was saved by a man whose presence was as commanding as it was terrifying. When morning came, she fled. But fate wasn’t done with her. Because the man she had escaped from… was now hunting her down. And he never lost.

My wife, Valerie Larson, had a congenital heart condition. Despite that, she still wanted to have a child with her first love, Eugene Dyer. I refused without a second thought. Ten months later, Eugene's mother, Susan Turner, passed away. Her eyes were still wide open as if refusing to accept death without ever holding her grandchild. Overcome with guilt for failing his mother, Eugene took his own life in his small, rundown apartment. Valerie, consumed by grief and anger, took us on a road trip, only to crash the car head-on into a truck without hesitation. She shouted, "It's your fault Eugene died! If you had let me give him a child, he never would have ended up like that! His whole family is gone, so yours doesn't deserve to live either!" When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Valerie first asked to have Eugene's child. This time, I forced a small smile and said, "Darling, go ahead. Our whole family will support you."

Yasmine Silva gave everything to Leo Quinton over fifty years of marriage. After he was injured on a mission and left disabled, she left her respectable and steady job as a TV station host to stay by his side and massage his legs every day. He said he never wanted children. She endured ten miscarriages and was left unable to have any. Even then, she never once complained. Everyone said Leo was blessed to have a wife like Yasmine. It was only after Leo passed away that Yasmine, who had cared for him all her life, learned the truth. To him, she had never been a blessing. She had only been a burden that kept him from his wife and son.

Five years of marriage, and I was finally pregnant. I couldn't wait to tell Neil—until I heard his mom say: "When are you going to tell Angela? Cece's already showing. This family needs an heir." "Just give me a little more time. I'll handle it." I froze in the doorway, the ultrasound report burning in my pocket. Neil Schmidt, your promises mean nothing.

　　Eight years into my time with the Moretti family, I was both their most capable core member and Don Dominic's wife of three years—but we'd never actually signed the marriage contract. 　　Every single time we were about to go to City Hall to register, he'd ditch me for his female subordinate. 　　The first time, he left me waiting on the side of the road all day because she was sick and weak. 　　The second time, he dumped me halfway there because of one phone call from her. 　　After that, I got stood up again and again. 　　After being stood up for the seventeenth time, I decided to give them what they wanted. 　　I accepted the invitation to a top-tier medical project in Paris, packed my bags, and boarded a plane. 　　But when I actually left, he lost his mind...