Vows For Him Novels & Stories

" I looked into his deep eyes and saw my reflection clearly within them. In this life, there was no betrayal, no despair. Only blooming flowers and a love that would never fade. "Joseph, I love you too."

"Shawn! What the hell did you do? I was at the store trying to check out, and my card's frozen! Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was?" I sneered. This was the good student I had sponsored. I replied flatly, "That's my card. I can freeze it whenever I want." "How could you?" Archie's voice grew vicious. "That's the card you promised me! You said you'd treat me like your own brother!" "I did say that, but I never said I'd treat the person who sleeps with my girlfriend like my brother." There was a long silence on the other end of the line. "Y-You found out?"

Knew this was real. "I wrote vows." Carter pulled out paper with shaking hands. "Grace, four years ago I made a bet that destroyed us. Today I'm making a different kind of bet. I'm betting that choosing you every single day for the rest of my life will be the best decision I ever make. I'm betting that loving you honestly is better than performing love perfectly. I'm betting that our messy real family is worth more than any perfect fake one. Grace Monroe, I choose you. Today and every day. That's my vow."

A vow. “I am going to give you the best life,” he said, each word deliberate. “Everything. You will never want for anything. You will never be afraid.” His thumb stroked my palm. “And I will make sure Matt never, ever bothers you again. You don’t need to worry about him. Or anything else. Just… be happy. With me.”

"I vow to honor both the wolf and the woman, to cherish your heritage as I do my own, to stand beside you as we forge a path that respects both our traditions while creating something entirely new. I vow to remember that your strength does not diminish mine, but magnifies it." Theo released one of my hands to reach up and brush away a tear I hadn't realized had escaped. "I vow to love you through all the centuries we will share - to love you when the crown feels too heavy, when the politics grow too bitter, when the nights seem too dark. I vow to be your shelter, your champion, your friend, your equal." He folded the paper and tucked it away, the last words clearly coming not from the writte

He held my gaze for a long moment, as if searching for the right entry point into a conversation he'd spent years avoiding. Finally, he exhales shakily. “I made a vow?” I tensed. “A vow?” “Yes.” His fingers tightened slightly around mine. “To Don Francesco. To myself. To you.” My pulse quickened. “Alessandro… what vow?” He leaned closer, his voice barely above a whisper, but strong—unshakably strong. “That I choose you,” he said. “Completely. Permanently. With no more distance, no more excuses, and no more letting others decide our lives for us.”

I closed my eyes, I knew I would, I would do whatever it took to protect them, so I answered, “I solemnly vow to do so" He continued, “Do you vow in front of all these people as witnesses that you will listen to the advice offered to you as far as it is in the interest of the people" I answered again, using the same words as the last and just like that, we continued. He continued giving me the vows I pledged to and I agreed to all of them. At the last vow, after he had said it, he paused and it felt like everything had stopped. I raised my head now to look at him, watch it all come to me.

Soft laughter rippled through the gathered guests. "You showed me what real strength looks like—not the ruthless power my father valued, but the courage to be vulnerable, to forgive, to choose love even when it's hard. You gave me a family, a purpose, and a reason to be better than I ever thought I could be." His voice cracked slightly. "I vow to love you, to honor you, to choose you every single day for the rest of my life. I vow to build a life with you that our parents would be proud of. And I vow to never, ever forget how lucky I am that you walked through the wrong door that night." Luna was crying openly now, not bothering to hide her tears. She took a deep breath to steady herself bef

“If I say yes.” He seemed to have expected that question. “It looks like we're choosing each other without anything forcing it,” he said. “It looks like building something that belongs to us, not to a system or a situation.” He paused, then added, “It looks like vows that mean something because we chose them, not because they were required.” I felt something shift inside me. “What kind of vows?” I asked quietly. He took another breath. “The kind we decide for ourselves,” he said. “Not words someone else wrote. Not promises that sound right but mean nothing in practice.”

Aiden’s POV ‘UG, I will only see you. I belong to you. You don’t need to worry about that. I have become yours from the moment I came to this town. I have become yours without even knowing so nothing is going to change now. You will always have me, always.’ ‘It’s that a promise?’ ‘It’s a vow. A vow I intend to keep forever.’