Vows Of Deception Novels & Stories

He says Picking a glass from the waiter passing by, “ Everyone, let’s raise a toast to the man of the hour, may this union bring us abundance and success.” Glass click around “ What do you want Marco?” I asked not in the mood for conversation. “Oh! Calm down I just wanted a little chit-chat with my sister’s husband to be.” Dmitri walked towards me and whispered in my ear, I was stunned at first. “Wow!! Alright let the game begin” I whispered back to him and he smiled. “ What were you saying, Marco,” I asked with a new determination in my eyes. “Just wanted a chit chat, my sisters mean the world to me and I don’t ever want her hurt, I just want the alliance to work.” He said with fake emotion

, he replied. Rosy clenched the documents in her hand and suddenly felt the urge to throw them in his face. He was truly a scoundrel. “Mr Johnson…”. “Rosy, I don't accept verbal promises. I won't give you another chance to deceive me, a woman who is unreliable with her words. Either come here and lock the door if you want to do it, or leave if you don't.”. Stephen interrupted. Rosy was infuriated. When had she been unreliable with her words? When had she deceived him? She didn't argue. She didn't want to share her husband with other women. Rosy turned and walked away. As she opened the door, Stephen's cold voice came from behind.

" The end of DECEPTION... Find out what happens next in ENTRAPMENT

The priestesses gathered around Olivia again, forming a perfect circle. Zara raised her hand. White fire spun between her fingertips. “To join forces with the Pact, you must take the Red Moon Vow.” Olivia nodded. “I’m ready.” “You are not,” Eun-Ji whispered. “No one is.” Zara continued. “The vow requires blood, breath, memory, and truth. If you break the vow, you die. If you fail the vow, you die. If the Widow takes you first…” Her eyes flicked to Ethan. “Then he dies.”

"He wouldn't be doing it for free, if that's what you're asking." "That's exactly what I'm asking." "I don't know how he structures a deal like this. I've never asked him or done a deal with him directly." "But you know he'd want something." "Everyone wants something." Finch said it plainly, without weight, like a line he'd said before to other people in other rooms. "That's not cynicism, Ivie. It's just how this works. Nobody moves that kind of money without wanting something in return." Nothing is free.” Finch mumbled

“If the bargain is known, the order will fall.” “Order built on lies deserves to fall,” I said. Kieran added, “Or change.” I took a breath. “Sing the true verse.” Fear flashed across faces. “Sing it,” I repeated. The white-haired elder began. His voice trembled. “When the Goddess took a vow” The words cut. Old. Sharp. “She bound her power to choice” My heart pounded. “And warned the wolves” A woman joined. “that crowns made in fear would poison blood.”

"I vow to be peaceful when I enter the Sprite lands. I promise that no Sprite will die by my hands. I swear that when I remove the woman, Anya, from the custody of her princes, it'll only be temporary; when she reaches the age of eighteen, I'll let the Sprite Princes come to my kingdom and take back what was destined for them. I make this blood vow, knowing that if I break it, my blood will spill for eternity, leaving me to be the husk of who I once was." As soon as I recite the final word to the vow, our wound starts to heal, and my oath forever binds me. Kade's vow is simpler than mine, and I notice when Delphine only cuts into Kade's palm, not spilling any of her blood. She also speaks th

Taking a vow with somebody’s life on the line is a serious matter. It is not simply words. A vow is made using one’s own wolf, and if a life is placed on the line, that individual’s wolf is also involved. A vow that is untrue results in a terrible death for the individual whose life has been used. “You have a sister, don’t you?” I take a step forward. “You and Vivian referred to me as a promiscuous whore. And in a public setting, no less. Make a vow right now and prove to everyone, using her life, that I was the palace whore.”

“What vow?” The false bride narrowed her empty eyes. “Say these words: I choose obedience over love.” Vincent jerked his head toward her in panic. “Don’t say it! If you do, you’ll lose me.” The chains tightened around him, cutting into his skin until blood flowed freely down and his face twisted in pain. “Camela…please…” he muttered through pain. Tears filled her eyes. She reached for him, but the flames pushed her back. The false bride stepped closer, raising the white book high above her head. “Say it. Say it, and he will live.”

However, within me lurked a deceitful side that couldn't ignore the powerful bond between us and how my body reacted to him despite my internal anger. I hugged myself tightly, attempting to rid myself of his presence, but it proved futile. What is the most dreadful aspect? I had given permission for it. Each time, I promised myself I would resist and push him away, but in the end, I allowed him to overpower me. And, with God's help, I desired it.