Vows And Other Promises Dramione の小説・ストーリー

"I promise to love and to treasure you, to be true and faithful, to support and to cherish. I promise to stand beside you—never behind you, never beneath you—as we face whatever comes. I promise to meet each sorrow and each joy together, to share each burden and each triumph, from this day until my last." The traditional vows would have included promises to obey, to serve, to submit. Those words were conspicuously absent, and I heard a few disgruntled murmurs from the audience. I kept my eyes on Lukas, drawing strength from the pride and love I saw reflected there. "Do you make these promises freely, binding yourself to Lukas in the eyes of the Moon Goddess and these witnesses?" High Priest

She is my beloved, eternal, and sole. The final words "eternal and sole" hung in the air. Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the crowd. The moment the vow left Draco's lips, he felt a sharp, violent cramp in his chest. His fingers twitched, and the Luna crown meant for Nanette nearly slipped from his grasp. She shot him an annoyed glare, so he had to force down the sudden, inexplicable dread. But even after the ceremony concluded, the panic didn't fade. Instead, it grew stronger.

The girl walked down the aisle silently as the pack members watched with bitter hearts. Damon forward his hand for her but the girl refused to place her hand on his as she stepped on the altar. The priest started the ceremony. The crowd was deadly silent as Damon stood there proudly with Derick standing behind him like a faithful bodyguard. Damon grabbed Stella's hands to say his vows. "I promise to cherish you and stay by your side for the rest of our lives. I would make sure that you would think of no man but me. I'm a generous man so I'll accept you with all your flaws. I'll make sure you'll treat me like a king and be my obedient wife." Damon grinned as he said his vows.

I say, smiling. I notice a tear trickling from her eye, and reach up to wipe it off. "He's already living up to his vows." She says, making everyone laugh. "Would you like to say your vows?" The officiant asks. Haley smiles and nods. "I vow to love you until my last breath. You are the man my heart beats for, and the man I smile for when I fall asleep each night. You the man my soul was destined to be with. We may have had a rocky road at the beginning, but each step led us to where we are today. I promise to tickle you until to cry. To help you with all your problems. To hold your hand regardless of what our future holds. I promise to stand by your side, and to keep you on your toes. I prom

“Sarah Len, from the moment you walked into my life, everything changed. You challenged me, grounded me, and loved me in ways I never thought possible. Today, in front of everyone we care about, I vow to protect you, to stand with you, and to love you unconditionally, for the rest of my life.” Sarah’s eyes glistened as she replied, her voice strong despite the quiver in her chest. “Damon Draven, you have been my anchor and my shield, my partner in every danger and my joy in every victory. I vow to stand by you, to fight with you, to love you fiercely, through every shadow and every light, for the rest of my days.” Alex’s small voice piped up, “I vow too!” Everyone chuckled softly, tension ea

I then placed my wound on hers, mingling our blood. Alexander: I, Alexander Knight, promise to be always loyal and devoted to you. I promise to always prioritize you, to love and cherish you, for eternity. I promise to always be there for you. I love you, Angel, deeply. I felt a tingling in my hand, a sign that my vow was taking effect between us. She looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise. I gently released her hand, and she stared at her palm in disbelief. The wound had taken the form of a six-pointed star, one point for each promise I had just made to her. I showed her my hand, or rather, the identical star that had appeared on my palm.

She used to make me a hangover remedy to comfort me. I thought we'd always be happy together. … At the bar, I was surrounded by colleagues. Jane flitted around, easily mingling with everyone. The vice president of my company, Oscar Wright, raised his glass to toast me. "Cheers to your freedom from misery! I told you long ago Rhiannon wasn't right for you. She was always biased toward that pretty boy, but you wouldn't listen. We tried to warn you," Oscar said. "Let's not bring her up anymore," I said.

I can feel my legs becoming weak—just from his little gaze. He chuckles a bit as he look down at my hand. Everyone is focusing on us and I can sense myself burning up. It feels like someone just throw me into the flames or something. He looks up once more, ''I see these vows not as promises but as privileges; I get to laugh with you and cry with you; care for you and share with you. I get to run with you and walk with you; build with you and live with you.'' Oh wow where did he get that vow? I roll my eyes mentally at my sarcasm.

“Thank you, Mom.” Rossa nodded. Not far from there, Ronald stood silently, watching. But Livia did not leave just yet. She stepped toward the man once more. “I have done as you asked,” she said softly, yet firmly. “Now you must keep your promise. Never hurt my mother again.” Ronald gave a short nod. A promise. But an empty one. And Livia knew it. She would never truly believe him. Without looking back, Livia walked away. Leaving the old church behind.

> “Today, we are here to witness not a contract, not an obligation, but a promise — a promise between two people who have chosen each other, freely and wholeheartedly.” Leonard’s grip on Aruna’s hand tightened slightly, their fingers intertwining perfectly. > “Aruna,” he began, his voice low but commanding attention, > “from the first moment I met you, I realized that life without you would be hollow. Today, I vow not just to stand by you, but to walk beside you in every storm, every triumph, and every quiet moment in between. No deals, no conditions — only truth, only us.”