Vows For Him Novels & Stories

Waiting for me. This time, I wasn’t going to leave him to face the truth alone. Whatever was waiting for us, whatever it cost, I was going to keep that promise.

“Please say your vows Mariah.” I stepped forward, holding his hands in mine, feeling the warmth of his skin, the solidity of his presence. "I vow to stand beside my Alpha with unwavering loyalty, to nurture and protect our pack with strength and compassion, and to be a guiding light in times of uncertainty. I promise to honor their leadership, uphold our legacy, and walk beside them through every trial we face together." He brushed a strand of hair from my face, smiling softly, and I leaned into him. The pack erupted into applause, cheering and howling in celebration.

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

But she also knew that even the strongest empires had weaknesses, vulnerabilities that could be exploited. He sat on the edge of the bed, his posture relaxed, yet his eyes still intense. He leaned forward, his breath warm against her cheek. “You have the potential to be a valuable ally. Or a significant threat. Choose wisely.” "My choice has already been made," she whispered, the words carrying the weight of centuries of defiance. He rose, his eyes blazing. His temper was a simmering volcano, always threatening to erupt. "And what choice is that, precisely?”

he said, his tone dripping with disdain. The words cut deep, and Veda felt her heart shattering into a million pieces. "I thought our vows meant something," she whispered. Adyant snorted. "Vows? Those were just empty promises, Veda. We both knew it." Veda's eyes widened in shock as the reality check of her shattered vows laid bare in front of her fragile heart. "How can you say that?" she demanded, her voice laced with pain. Adyant's gaze locked onto hers.

My fists hit his shoulder again and again as everything I had buried exploded. “I endured you!” I screamed. “For two years! I tolerated everything!” I hit him again. “You stopped touching me! You stopped looking at me! And still, I never looked at another man!” Tears streamed down my face. “I was loyal to you!” I cried. “You promised to love me! To protect me after our vows ! But you mistreated me. You broke me every day!” The woman scoffed. “He never loved you. It was me. It’s always been me.”

I acted as if I hadn't seen her at all and continued exchanging heartfelt vows with Delilah. Delilah was so moved that tears filled her eyes. "Ry, don't worry. I'll be devoted to you for the rest of my life. I love you." I had heard those same words from Amara before, but for some unexplainable reason, I truly believed Delilah. I believed that she would truly spend the rest of her days with me. "I love you, too." Wrapping our arms around each other, we kissed. I'd never imagined that I could meet such an incredible woman in this lifetime.

Ironically, there was no love to be found in this arrangement. The priest turned to us. "Do you, Tatum, take Arden Voss to be your lawfully wedded spouse, to love and cherish till death do you part?" "I do," I answered softly. The priest nodded before turning to Arden. "And do you, Arden Voss, take Tatum to be your lawfully wedded spouse, to love and cherish till death do you part?" Silence. My breath caught. One second. Two. The air suddenly felt too thick to breathe.

The priest opened his book, then lifted his gaze. His voice was calm. Deep. Echoing throughout the room. “Mr. Adrian… do you take Miss Livia as your wife,” he said slowly, “to live together in the sacred bond of marriage—to love her, to protect her, to honor her, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to remain faithful to her until death do you part?” A brief silence followed. All eyes were on Adrian. Without hesitation. Without pause. “Yes, I do.”

“Don’t ‘Luna’ me. You can’t just-just say yes to dying for me like it’s nothing.” “It’s not nothing,” he said, quiet. “Then don’t pretend it is,” I snapped, the panic in my chest burning like shame. “Don’t make it sound easy.” His voice didn’t rise. “It isn’t.” “Then why are you-” “Because I already made this vow,” he said, and suddenly the room was too still. He looked at me like the truth was a blade he’d carry for both of us. “I made it the night they tied pups in the ravine. I made it the first time I saw you shaking and told you to breathe with me. I made it every time I put my body between you and a knife.” He lifted a shoulder, a small, raw shrug. “Saying it out loud at the Blood Moon