Vows For Him Novels & Stories

"to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health" "to love and to cherish, till death do us part," " according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto you pledge thee your faith [or] pledge yourself to her." His grip on her hand tighten as he realised that there was no coming back from this day hence. After today he will belong to her in eyes of God. Even if he himself may never accept her from within. The vows in front of God were not going to be a lie as unknown to her, he does plans to fulfill them.

“Help? He was a loose end, just like you.” I glanced at the door, then back at her. “You don’t have to do this. Whatever they’re paying you, my father can double it. Just let me get him out of here. He still might make it if we move fast.” “Double it?” She stepped closer, voice dripping with mock pity. “Money doesn’t buy loyalty to the Swan. Your father couldn’t save your mother, and he sure as hell can’t save you. That alliance with the Volkov’s? It’s going to get you both buried. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure the message gets sent loud and clear with you dead.”

I asked, confused. He looked at me without saying anything or blinking. Just stared. Just when I thought he zoned out, he replied. “Seven days, seven rules. You break one, you earn a strike.” He said. Seven rules? How was I going to survive? Maybe I shouldn’t have agreed earlier. Who was I joking with? I don’t have a choice. “Yes sir.” “Your rule for today, I must not get to any meeting before you. You come after me for even one meeting, you earn a strike.”

someone said in the crowd, when we were asked to make vows. Vows? I didn't make any. What am I suppose to say here? I wonder to myself, when he began already, "I Kashton Raven, promise, that I will pay for all my mistakes whenever I have made in past present or in future. And take whatever punishment you will give me." that didn't look like vow. That look like commitment of crimes. Everyone shock at his words but then they just reciprocated with all the screaming and yelling. Really acting as if this was just so normal. Clapping loudly. While he just watched me, looking closely at my reaction.

“No secrets.” “Never.” “And our child chooses their own future.” Dante kissed her forehead. “I swear it.” Alessia looked across the city their families had nearly destroyed. Their love had been written in vengeance, sealed through blood and tested by truth. But their future belonged to them. The vow had been kept. And this time, it promised life.

His thumb traces circles on the back of my hand. I want to make a vow. Not a legal contract. Not something a lawyer writes. Not something Harold Finch can file away in a drawer. Something from me. To you. To Eleanor. Something real. Something that cannot be broken. Something that will outlast me. What kind of vow?

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.

i mocked him showing clearly that i am still angry with him. "Aww wifey, you have understood me very well in few months only" he said. "Yes husband, when you have to live with someone who is too picky people will understand their nature easily" i taunt him. He laughed at this. "You cannot help in this...you will have to live with it for your whole life" he said while my heart skipped a bit Indirectly he asked for lifetime commitment. Well we are already bound by our Vows. "Unfortunately yes and also will have to bear someone's accusation for rest of my life" i said with a hurt face.

“You’re really good at this, you know. Talking like the world bends just because you want it to.” He hums, faint amusement curling in his tone. “Experience. It usually does.” “Not with me,” I say. “You can’t buy my compliance with money or pity. And you definitely can’t write it into a contract.” He steps even closer, enough that I can feel the quiet pulse of his breath. “You think you’re immune to me, Ava?” I hold his gaze. “No. I think I’m not for sale.” His eyes flicker—something faint, something human—but it’s gone before I can read it. “Then I guess we’ll see how long your principles last when the ink’s dry.”

He didn’t joke. He simply whispered, “Never.” And he walked out, leaving her heart racing harder than any gunshot ever could. Tonight, promises would be broken. Loyalties would be revealed. And blood would be shed. But not hers. Not if he had anything to say about it.