Vows For Him Novels & Stories

He said and people were whispering to each other after that. "Ares!!" I hissed and he chuckled. "Yes people.. my wife.. I mean.. my future wife in 2 seconds is preggggggggnant!" "Ares!!" I looked at him disbelief. "Sorry." He immediately apologized. "I love you to death, Roseanne. I will love you always through all ups and downs in life, thick and thin, rich or poor.. and everything that try to get in our way.. I will always love you." He said and he turned to the priest signaling that he's done with his vow. I can't believe that he just did that. The priest turned to me to give a signal that it's my cue to say my vows now.

The point of no return. “I, Skyla Parker, take you, Alonso Ignacio, to be my lawfully wedded husband.” My voice is steady, but it doesn’t feel like mine. “I promise to stand beside you, to honor and respect you. I vow to be a mother figure to your child and to fulfill my duties as your wife, for as long as this union shall bind us.” The words taste like lies on my tongue. But I say them anyway. When I finish, I force myself to meet his gaze. Alonso’s face remains impassive, but something flickers in his eyes something too fleeting to grasp.

However, when he stood before me and told me to give Quinn back to Sadie, I felt a rage so intense it was almost uncontrollable. "And what about me?" I asked coldly. He seemed caught off guard by my question, opening and closing his mouth a few times before mumbling, "I'll marry you." As he spoke, his tone grew more confident. "You can divorce him, and I'll marry you. We'll live a good life together," he added. "Don't worry—I won't hold it against you for being divorced." If God had X-ray vision, He would have seen the giant question marks flooding my mind.

We both had come so far, and now we stood together, ready to begin the rest of our lives. The ceremony was a blur, the vows spoken from both our lips were meaningful, heartfelt. As the priest declared us husband and wife, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. Luca’s lips twitched upward too, just enough for me to see the happiness, the pride in his eyes. And when he kissed me, it was everything. It wasn’t just a kiss—it was the culmination of years of pain, struggle, and love. It was a promise, a vow to always stand by each other. To never give up. To fight for what we had.

“2. I promise to be there for you in sickness, health, good times or bad.” “3. The third vow is for prosperity.” “4. I pledge to take care of our children and educate them. I will remain loyal to you for the rest of my life.” I could feel my heart thumping against my chest with each word I spoke, and I also knew what my words did to him. His hands tightened imperceptibly around my waist with each vow I recited. I didn’t know what made it real, his feverish look of desire or my heated desire to make him mine.

To Beta Darius, he said, “I told you so, Darius. This woman will ask for my vow.” “A vow is way better than a contract. What is my assurance that you will follow whatever is written on the contract? None, right? So a vow it is. Vow that you will forget your beloved Eva and you will love me instead.” “It’s difficult to do.” “The vow?” “Loving you, I mean.” I glared at him. “You only need to vow. Not to insult me, Your Majesty. However, I am not forcing you anything. If you don’t want to do it, I will be going then. I have a lot of things to do.”

he said sharply not even letting the shaman land. Helolked into her eyes as he said his vows; "I vow to stand by your side under this very light of the moon, to protect and cherish you with all the strength of my pack, to honor the wild spirit within you as I honor my own, and to love you fiercely for all eternity. In bad times and ugly times I promise to stand by you, Fate did not do bad by bring us together. I will always love you my precious Elle”. His vows carried a lot of intentionality in it. Everyone smiled and cheered, except rist though her facial expression was a mixture of disgust, disgust and jealousy!! If only she knew how she looked like when she frowned like that.

"I vow to be peaceful when I enter the Sprite lands. I promise that no Sprite will die by my hands. I swear that when I remove the woman, Anya, from the custody of her princes, it'll only be temporary; when she reaches the age of eighteen, I'll let the Sprite Princes come to my kingdom and take back what was destined for them. I make this blood vow, knowing that if I break it, my blood will spill for eternity, leaving me to be the husk of who I once was." As soon as I recite the final word to the vow, our wound starts to heal, and my oath forever binds me. Kade's vow is simpler than mine, and I notice when Delphine only cuts into Kade's palm, not spilling any of her blood. She also speaks th

Marco stepped in, steam curling around him like some kind of dramatic entrance effect. The buzzcut only made his already sharp face sharper. "I should be fasting today," he said, settling across from me in his all-white habit like some chill, holy hot priest. Then—he grabbed a slice of meat and popped it in his mouth. Broth clung to his lips. Distracting. Too distracting. "Thought you were fasting?" He licked the corner slow, deliberate. "Fridays are for fasting. But I'd break any rule for you."

Whenever anyone said I wasn’t worthy of him, he would take my hand and stand beside me without hesitation. Back when Grandma Mae was alive, she had patted his hand and entrusted me to him. His eyes had blazed with certainty as he swore, "Don’t worry, Grandma. I love Lila more than I love myself. I’ll never let her suffer. I promise, we’ll marry in your courtyard, so you can watch her walk down the aisle with your own eyes." Those words had been carved in stone, eternal and unshakable. Alas, I had forgotten that even stone can be worn down, and time can dissolve even the most solemn vows.