Vows Of Love の小説・ストーリー

Each vow is followed by a binding of our hands: to share joy, face hardships, dream together, grow stronger through anger, and honor one another as equals. When we finish, Mikela turns to the crowd. “Like all things on this earth, love grows slowly—leaf by leaf, breath by breath, root by root. Bless this couple with a love as boundless as the sky, as steadfast as the mountains, as bountiful as the field, as passionate as the sea, and as constant as the moonlight on the darkest night.” She wraps the three blessed cords around our joined hands. “In this circle, with these witnesses and the goddesses we serve, I pronounce you handfasted—united until your romantic love ends.”

"I see these vows not as promises but as privileges: I get to laugh with you and cry with you, care for you and share with you. I get to run with you and walk with you, build with you, and live with you." "I choose you to be no other than yourself, loving what I know of you, and trusting who you will become. I will respect and honor you always and in all ways. With you, I pledge to repair one small piece of the world. I take you to be my spouse, to have and to hold, in tears and in laughter, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward, in this world and the next."

The woman I had loved for so many years had deceived me and given birth to another man's child, yet she kept demanding me not to overreact. "We're done. The wedding is off," I stated icily. With a loud crash, Rhiannon smashed the teacup in front of her. The shards flew up and cut my forehead. She screamed, "Why can't you try to understand me? I don't want to owe Lionel anything. He saved my life. I have to repay him somehow!" Blood trickled down my forehead. However, I didn't feel any pain from it. The unbearable ache in my heart was way more pronounced compared to my physical pain.

"Don't even get me started. He's just a boring bookworm. Everything about him annoys me.” "Do you know what happened on our wedding day? He didn't say a single word, and he thought he could touch me then at night? Dream on!" I was shocked. "So, you two never…" "Exactly!" Sadie said, lifting her chin with pride. "A woman's body and mind must align to feel joy. Otherwise, how are we any different from animals?" At the time, I did not know she had forced Quinn to live like a monk his entire life.

“And I’m not the one who razed a fortress to claim a woman who stopped being his the second he turned her into a target.” Alessia saw the flinch ripple across Dante’s face. “You don’t know anything about us,” he said coldly. The woman smiled thinly. “I know she loved you. And you used that to break her.” Alessia stepped between them. “Enough.” Dante lowered his gun—slightly. “Alessia, we don’t have time for riddles. That vault isn’t just a myth. It holds the contracts. The original blood oath between our families.”

When it was time for our vows, I spoke first. “I stand here today,” I said, voice shaking but clear, “not because love was easy for us, but because it was honest.” Adrian never looked away. “We broke each other in ways we didn’t mean to,” I continued. “And we learned that love without respect becomes fear, and care without trust becomes control.” I took a breath. “But we also learned how to listen. How to step back. How to choose growth instead of comfort.” My voice steadied. “Today, I choose you not because I need you, but because I want to walk beside you as my equal.”

“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.” Victor made a weak gurgle, his hand twitching on the table. I reached for him again. “Victor, just hold on for a bit. Please.” The waitress pulled a gun from under her apron, pointing it straight at my chest. “Now you get to join him. No more questions. No more digging. The Swan sends her regards, DeLorenzo.” I slowly reached for my gun, she noticed. “Wait, don’t...” She fired without another word.

The Vow Lying naked in the center of the spiral, wrapped completely around one another, Serena spoke the words that sealed their hearts: “Tomorrow, when the ritual begins… I give myself to both of you completely. Body. Blood. Soul. No barriers. No hesitation.” Kael’s voice was thick with emotion. “I give you everything I am. My strength. My heart. My future.” Damien’s crimson eyes shone with rare vulnerability. “I give you my eternity. All of it.” The three of them sealed the vow with slow, lingering kisses — a promise of what was coming. Outside the chamber, the blood moon continued to rise.

I have," both Hector and I said simultaneously. The priest nodded and continued. "Very well, let us remember marriage symbolizes love and devotion between two people. We remember that love is patient, kind, doesn't envy, doesn't boast, isn't proud. It is not rude; it isn't self-seeking, keeps no record of wrongs, and is not easily angry. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices. A spirit always protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres. It is my understanding that Luna and Alpha have written their vows. "Alpha Hector, if you will," The priest paused and handed the microphone to him.

“True love is when two people make sacrifices for each other, for the other's happiness, and for each other's happiness. Come here and say your vows to God.” The vows under God both Chan Phong and I have been memorized for a long time, since we were young, we have secretly watched weddings held in the cathedral, and the things that happened we all remember well. Looking at the boy who was only a few feet away from me, our eyes have been entwined ever since we walked up this aisle.