Novel & Cerita Vows Of Deception

I noticed that he was holding the hilt of his sword again. “Truth and dare.” I clasped my hands together. “I vow to speak only the truth for all the questions that you ask me or any daring action that you want me to do if we play this game. You can make me do anything.” And I could make him do anything too. “Really?” He didn’t believe me for sure. There were deep lines of doubts on his forehead. “You might make me kill Viessa.” “I vow that I won’t ask you to harm anyone including yourself,” I added. Vows were taken seriously here. They were supposed to be binding. “I vow to not harm anyone either, including Viessa, you, and I.”

The parchment is pale ivory in hue, with faint silver veins that shine only under the divine truth or mortal lie. The boundaries are inscribed in the script of runic oldspeech, a message interpretable by great scribes and scourgeborn enforcers only. The message itself is penned in the ink of blood taken from signers' bodies, and from a pen that is forged of the wing feather of a deposed god.Once signed, the agreement cannot be broken by magic, mortal agency, or divine intervention. Only death—inescapable and true—will render the agreement null.Some claim there is a "False Vowshroud", a duplicate that not only binds your life—it binds your bloodline, cursing descendants to the agreement.

“We vow and there’s something within us that… ties us to our words.” Cara’s head snapped back. “You can’t lie?” I snorted. “Oh, I can lie. Wolves can all lie. We have to. It’s the only way to hide ourselves from the world. No, what I meant was… if we really mean a vow, it becomes a part of us. That’s what was happening last night with the guys and Natalie. The vow was settling on them. Becoming a part of their skin. Something they can’t deny.

“Ah, Dante. Always so quick to fight. But what if I told you… this isn’t your war anymore?” He lifted a detonator. And pressed the trigger. The chapel ceiling split with a deafening crack. Flames licked the edge of the altar. The escape tunnel collapsed. The only exit sealed. And the First War of Blood and Vows had officially begun.

"Ms. Calloway. Have you personally reviewed the amended trust language?" Every eye in the room turns to me at once. I feel my own pulse in my throat. "I've reviewed the merger terms with my legal team." True. And it still feels like a lie the moment it's out of my mouth, because I couldn't recite those provisions back to him at gunpoint. I've trusted people to handle the details. I've always trusted people to handle the details. It's never once occurred to me to wonder if that was a mistake. "Right." Something crosses his face not triumph, which is what I braced for, but disappointment. Like I'd failed a test he was hoping I wouldn't. "My mistake."

I could barely process the words—they fell over me like cold water, each syllable a reminder of the obligations imposed upon me. I clutched the bouquet in my hands as I repeated the vows, my voice trembling as if I were reciting them for someone else. Every word was laced with sorrow and defiance: “I, Aurora Reynolds, take you, Damien Sterling…” My voice wavered as I spoke, feeling that each promise was not a commitment to love, but rather a surrender to a destiny that was never truly my own.

" His voice echoed like a blade. My pulse spikes. I try to pull away. He doesn't let me. “It's nothing,” I say. Lie. He sways more and more. “Please don’t deceive me.”. Despite my heart-pounding shiver, I still managed to laugh with great force. “You have no right to demand the truth from me, Ethan.” He sighed. When you keep your own secrets, it's not possible. His jaw flexes. His speech emits a flickering light, leaving it unreadable.

"I swear in the name of the Gods and his majesty that I am not deceiving her royal highness nor am I forsaking this pledge." Alesteria's eyes widened at this sudden act and was astounded when he recited the pledge without second thoughts. The God's pledge, as many would like to call it, is like an unbreakable mana spell that you put on yourself to tell the truth and nothing but the truth; so, if you tell a lie while you used the pledge, you will be struck by lightning and misfortune as a punishment. 'To say that without pausing...' Klaus raises his head to look at Alesteria, who was still shocked by his action.

”I, Gael Zamir Navarro, take you, Elyse Solana Ruiz, to be my wife—” I once dreamed of an enchanted and magical wedding. But this moment doesn’t seem to level that. I only need the man of my dreams and nothing else. I married him for a cause, for his wants and selfish reasons. But for me, right at this moment, staring at his eyes while he mutters his vow… I’m the happiest. “To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer—” Vows are meant to be holy, it’s a solemn promise. It’s not just swearing, but a lifetime commitment. We are the vows, we are meant to fulfill that promise.

said John with enthusiasm, and we all laugh at his antics. “Do you want to hang out later?” Matt asks “Yeah! Let’s have some shabu later! To celebrate our new gang!” John exclaims. “Aahhhmmm… I need to go home early” I politely decline their offer. “Oh, why?” Is there a problem at your house?” Xandee ask me. “No… there was no problem at all… I just need to finish some assignments” I lied to them. “But our professors didn’t give us homework’s for this week” John said.