Vows Are Spoken To Be Broken Novels & Stories

“Go on. What’s the vow?” I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of everything I had endured lift just a little more. “I vow to live fully, to love without hesitation, to forgive without reservation, and to never let the mistakes of the past dictate my future. I vow to embrace every moment, every joy, every challenge, every love that comes my way—and to do so with courage and honesty. I vow to build a life with you, grounded in respect, trust, and the understanding that we are stronger together than we could ever be apart.”

I realized we can break up if one of us got fed up with this whole thing. "Baby, what are saying? Look, it's great you apologized but telling me to not leave you is as if you're doubting my vows. Do you remember we made a vow?" I cried louder because I remember my own vows to him. I vowed to never doubt him, and I will always believe in him, but I broke my own vow by believing the words of a girl I barely know.

I asked him because the term promise has come up quite some times in the past as well. Are vows really that important? “They mean a lot to me.” He answered as he lifted his head up from my shoulder, “Because all my life, all the important people have broken them very badly.” He moved his face closer to me til our foreheads met and I felt that his skin was a lot cooler than mine, “I will not tolerate that anymore.” He backed away a little, “And so, now it’s either you fulfill your vows or I’ll make you.” I felt my headache increase a little more.

I gritted out. She regarded me for a while, then shrugged. “Did you think it's that easy to destroy?” I lifted a brow. “What do you mean?” “I may agree to break it, but will it?” She read the confusion in my eyes and smirked. “I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do about it. The destruction of our vows is impossible. We did not just take an ordinary oath, dear. We took a dark oath, and it can't be broken. It's for eternity. Whether we both consent to it or not, there's no way out.”

This was all so absurd. “Is that it?” I asked. “Yup,” she said with a shrug. “That’s it. Once the vow is placed, your loyalty is locked in place.” I nodded in consideration. “What was that bit about severance?” “It means that only death, abdication, or exile can break the vow,” she replied seriously. It sounded so intense, but she didn’t seem fazed. Must have been a wolf thing. But I didn’t care about any of that. I only cared about whether I could make Killian trust me or not.

Daniel had thrown his last stone. And it had shattered nothing but his own reflection. That night, I wrote a letter. Not to Daniel. Not to the courts. Not even to Lucas. I wrote it to myself. To the woman I used to be. To the girl who once believed love could save everything. I burned it after. But I remember every word. You are not broken. You are awakened. You are not bitter. You are wiser. You are not unloved. You are free. And from now on, the only vow you keep… is the one you make to yourself.

“Might only be those same two again.” “If it’s only two I’m not letting them eat you.” She said severely. His head whipped. “But you promised!” “A woman’s promises are written on water. As ever changing as our minds.” She lifted her chin daring him to argue. “And to watch something horrible happen to you while I stood by and did nothing...” She shook her head. “I’d never forgive myself.” “Did you just break a vow you made me, nearly as quickly as you spoke it?”

“I want to believe you.” “I will make an oath on the Goddess,” he spits out, making me gasp. An oath said in the Goddesses name is one that is bound to your soul. It’s doesn’t just make you a promise breaker and make people think twice before believing what you have to say. This type of oath is literally written on your soul, causing you immeasurable pain if the oath is ever broken, often leading to death. The only way to stop it is to complete the oath.

he asked abruptly. Suddenly I knew what I had to do. After all, he deserved it. I sat across from him and said calmly, “Jack, the way you’ve been treating me is wrong. I’ve never had anyone speak to me that way. As a professional, it’s wrong, and I can’t allow it to continue.” Jack snickered nervously and leaned back in his chair. I closed my eyes briefly. God help me, I prayed. “I want to make you a promise. I will be a friend,” I said. “I will treat you as you deserve to be treated, with respect and kindness. You deserve that. Everybody does.” I slipped out of the chair and closed the door behind me.

“Repeat after me.” Marcus straightened. “I, Marcus Newton—” “I, Marcus Newton.” “Will never prioritize my desires over the members of the Greywolf Pack...............................” Bella watched as Marcus recited the oath, his voice steady but lacking the conviction of a true Alpha. “So help me, Great One,” Alpha Cyrus finished. Marcus repeated, “So help me, Great One.”