Vows For Him Novels & Stories

He was quiet for a long moment, his thumb tracing gently over my knuckles. "Then let me give you more than hope," he said finally. "Let me tell you what I know is true, regardless of what happens with the ritual. I know that whatever happens with that mark, I am not walking away from either of you. I know that even if the worst happens, even if some part of her is bound the way Callum described, I will spend the rest of my life fighting to break that bond free, the same way I'm fighting right now to find the counter-ritual before it sets. That's not hope, Sera. That's a vow." I looked at him, at the raw sincerity carved into every line of his exhausted face, and felt something in my chest st

It pops and fizzles, then goes down again. "I swear my life to you, my mate. Our souls are one. You are privy to my feelings and senses, the keeper of my secrets. I pledge you my protection, my honor, and my companionship. My loyalty shall be yours. My strength shall quell your weakness, my courage shall absolve your fear. This is my pledge to you," he vows looking deep into my eyes, right into my very soul. I feel my breath caught and my heartbeat picks up. I have to swallow a lump in my throat before I can repeat the vow to him. I repeat the whole vow without taking my eyes off him.

Mum spoke first. “The Moon marks what is broken and returns it made whole. We honor her law today.” She looked between Cowrie and her groom, then Gavin and Sariah, then Ruhan and me. “Three vows. One for bond, one for peace, one for rule.” Cowrie went first. “I vow to guard what is mine and take what is offered in trust.” Her husband repeated it. Mum nodded. Gavin spoke next. “I vow to shield what is mine and serve where I am needed.”

The priest turned towards Vanessa and asked her to repeat the vows after him. "I-I-I, Vanessa Lynn Gorbachev, t-take y-you, Joaquin, Emiliano and Alejandro Fernandez, t-to be my h-h-husbands, to have and t-to hold from t-t-this day forward, for better, f-for worse, for richer, for poorer, i-i-in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, t-till death us do p-p-part, a-according to God's h-holy law, i-i-in the presence of God I-I make this vow." Vanessa took more time in completing her sentence because of her stammering and felt embarrassed in front of a lot of people but the brothers were patiently waiting for her to finish her vow.

I state, sounding like a philosopher. "Promise me you will come back to me in one piece." He pleads, his eyes twinkling with uncertainty in the befalling darkness. "I promise. For you, for my parents an my missing sister, for our businesses, for everyone who knows Ella Marie Silvano, I will win this. I will come out alive." I vow. A vow! That is what it is to me, and it has been registered in my soul. "I will hold you to that, and I will be here, waiting for you. This is killing me, you know that, don't you?" He queries, his voice losing its vigor, and his eyes, he shuts them. He can no longer bear the pain.

Pulling away, he remains facing up, searching the heaven with his glowing bottomless orbs. "May it be certified in heaven that I this night vow to never let any harm befall you, Tessa. I will give you my all. Everything within my power and beyond, and I will never let anything tear us apart. That is my solemn vow!" He then draws his sweet gaze to me, taking away my breath. Such a deep vow! What am I supposed to say? Hang on first, well, there shouldn't be any fucking thing to come between us or I will wreck it into pieces and feed them to the devil! This gem is now mine! Forever! Until eternity! Let this be known to the world!

“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.”

Now, as he prepared for their union, he wanted to ensure that his vows reflected the depth of his love and commitment. He had spent several nights and the previous night in deep contemplation, seeking guidance from the spirits of his ancestors. They had always been there for him, offering wisdom when he needed it most. As he closed his eyes, he could almost hear their voices, urging him to speak from the heart. Dario knew that the vows were not just a formality; they were a promise, a sacred bond that would tie him to Marissa for eternity.

Fractures beneath the vows "Don't make it sound like you're doing me a favor," he stated firmly. "Besides, this marriage is of mutual benefit to both of us. So walking out of this marriage is not a good idea. " Sophia moved close to the desk, her eyes burning in rage like coals in a furnace.

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.