Vows Are Spoken To Be Broken Novels & Stories

"Tess, I vow to be your protector and provider, your safe space, Ti amo." They were short and sweet and that is what I wanted. Luca cleared his throat when I said the last two words. He was the only other one that knew what that meant and I was going to hear about this later. "Tessalynn, your vows." She took a deep breath, and I could feel her hands shake as she began to speak. "Tyson, I know that we've just met but something feels right when I'm with you. You've already protected me, but I vow to be a good wife and to be your safe space and to help provide for both of us. We're a team, we do it together. I also vow to learn Italian, so I know what you are saying to me."

The priestesses gathered around Olivia again, forming a perfect circle. Zara raised her hand. White fire spun between her fingertips. “To join forces with the Pact, you must take the Red Moon Vow.” Olivia nodded. “I’m ready.” “You are not,” Eun-Ji whispered. “No one is.” Zara continued. “The vow requires blood, breath, memory, and truth. If you break the vow, you die. If you fail the vow, you die. If the Widow takes you first…” Her eyes flicked to Ethan. “Then he dies.”

Evelyn interrupted gently but firmly. Her voice trembled slightly now. “Yes, we went through a lot recently together. Yes, you protected us. Yes, you almost lost your life trying to save Ethan.” Her eyes grew glossy. “But none of that changes the past.” The room became deathly silent. Evelyn looked directly at him now. “You broke me, Adrian.” The words landed like knives. “You humiliated me… ignored me… chose another woman over me while I begged for your love.” Adrian’s breathing slowed painfully.

Vanessa’s voice sliced through the silence, sweet yet laced with venom. “I warned you, Ethan,” she said, her eyes sparkling with triumph. “Didn’t I tell you she was unfaithful? But you wouldn’t listen. You defended her.” I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Ethan’s gaze locked onto mine. What I saw there shattered me. Agony. Disbelief. Betrayal. “How could you, Liana?” His voice was strained, raw, and broken. “How could you betray me like this?” “No!” The word burst from me, filled with desperation and pleading. “Ethan, it’s not what it looks like! Please, just let me explain...”

However, I was still unprepared for what came next. For the first time, Dante's fingers touched my cheek as he carefully raised my veil. He moved near my ear after leaning in and kissing me coldly and meaninglessly. His murmur was poisonous. He declared, "I will break you. Forget those vows I made. I'll bring you misery. And every day of your life, I'll make sure you regret what you did.” My heart fell. I became his bride in an instant.

Completely. “Always.” Noah tilted his head. “But where are you going?” Damian’s eyes filled. And I had never seen him like that before. Never. “I’ll come back,” he lied gently. And I knew it was a lie. But Noah didn’t. “Promise?” he asked. Damian hesitated. Just a second too long. Then he whispered: “Promise.” My chest tore open. Because I knew— that promise was already broken. The officers pulled him away.

she asked slowly, "in terms of daily conduct." "Public displays of affection when convenient. A shared residence for the duration of the marriage. No involvement with other parties that would imply an ongoing relationship. Otherwise your time is your own." "Shared residence." "Of necessity. As I expect one out of two of us will still be required to appear, from time to time, in a manner agreeable to both of us." Ivie processed this. "And if I say no." "Then we are done here. The offer lapses when this conversation is concluded. Your fourteen days are not extended."

A sacred vow, enforced by ancient magic, that they would never speak a word of this realm to any outsiders not already privy to the truth. A powerful spell was then cast by the high council, interweaving each human's oath into an unbreakable enchantment - one that would cause immense, unimaginable pain like nothing they'd ever felt before to anyone foolish enough to break their vow. For the oath-breakers, the agony would be so excruciating, so all-consuming, that death would eventually be a blessed release from their endless torment. The consequences of defying this primordial magic were grave beyond measure. Not even the most steadfast could withstand the anguish for long before their minds

"With this hand, I will multiply your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your lethal wine. Her heart thudded, How strange and scary, Did he just say the wrong vow? And are the people here deaf not to hear the wicked vows? "With this candle, I will dim your way in the light" He added as he impassively blew off the candle flame, It was the opposite vow. How could a groom vow to dim his bride's way to light and the whole assemblage silent like it's the most normal thing on earth? "With this ring, I bind you to eternal doom" he added and propelled her finger into the silver wedding ring violently.

“That’s not how you’re supposed to say it…” “Isn’t this punishment heavy enough for me?” Dylan interrupted before Suzy could argue further. “Suzy, if you expect me to repeat your exact words, you might as well give up. No matter what, I’ll never say something like that.” Before Suzy could respond, Dylan continued, “If someone asked you to make a vow using the person you care about most, could you say it?” “Why wouldn’t I? As long as I keep my promises, it shouldn’t matter,” Suzy retorted stubbornly.