Why Did Snape Make The Unbreakable Vow Novels & Stories

I gritted out. She regarded me for a while, then shrugged. “Did you think it's that easy to destroy?” I lifted a brow. “What do you mean?” “I may agree to break it, but will it?” She read the confusion in my eyes and smirked. “I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do about it. The destruction of our vows is impossible. We did not just take an ordinary oath, dear. We took a dark oath, and it can't be broken. It's for eternity. Whether we both consent to it or not, there's no way out.”

"I made a vow, and I can't break it." "What?" Oliver looked at me in shock. I nodded helplessly. Loyalty was fundamental to werewolves; once we made a vow, it couldn't be broken. Oliver sighed, his eyes showing both understanding and helplessness. "Alright, Fern," he sighed, patting my shoulder. "I'll return to our parents and see if there's a way to nullify the vow. In the meantime, take care of yourself until I come back for you." I nodded, grateful for Oliver's concern and support. "Thank you, Oliver," I said, tears welling up as I hugged him tightly. "I'll take care of myself."

Damian sat at the head of the table, his expression hard. When he saw me, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes, but more than that was a restless irritation—he had lost control of the situation. I didn't look at him. I stepped into the center of the chamber, holding the decree high, sweeping my gaze across the room. Finally, it rested on Damian. "Damian," I said, my voice low but carrying through the hall. "You broke the vows you made to me, to my father, and to the Silvermoon pack. Now you want me to sign this document to legitimize your marriage to a new Luna."

“I love you. You being here is the best part of my birthday. Hearing you say that you love me makes me the happiest person alive.” “Really?” I asked looking at him. “I talk with you most of the time and you can ask our friends if I even try to date anyone when you were gone. I have always been honest with you that I love you and I am just waiting for you to be ready.” “I am ready. I was just scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore.” “I love you and you are all that I want.” THE END Vows are supposed to be kept for they aren’t merely words that we say but there are times when vows are broken. When vows are broken though it doesn’t mean that things are ending, it merely open new opportunities

They made me read every word of the said book, until my brain went numb, Alfred was all the while looking at me. He was wanting to eat me, he would eat me, if not for the crowd, no, if not for the vow he took. “Aurora Ogre…” I turned to the old man. His beard was longer than the waterfall itself, his eyes too small that I’d be shocked if he could see from them. His face was so wrinkled, so wrinkle, like a three-year-old shirt, that didn’t know any steaming. “We soul sorcerers, never break the vow, do you understand the consequences if you go against your own words?” I guess I’ll have to face the consequences, because when have I, ever stood my ground?

I say, taking a step backwards. "Rory," She calls, and I flinch. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry." I nod, walking out, steadying my breathes as I walk to the Living Room, see everyone sitted. "To break the curse fully, we need Alexandru, Lily and Rafe ofcourse, in a circle, holding eachother. We'll need the blood of the people you love the most, not to be Harry Potter-ish, but Love is the way to break this, the Ancestors casted the spell out of pure hatred, and with Love, we'll reverse it, actually, erase it."

"I think you’re stronger than you know. And if this is the price I have to pay to ensure you never have to fight this curse again—then I’ll pay it." Zara grabbed his arm, gripping tightly. "I didn’t ask for this!" "No," he said. "But you chose me anyway." She shook her head. "There has to be another way. I’ll beg the Tribunal myself—" "They won’t listen to you," he said softly. "They already took my vow. It’s done." Her breath hitched. "Then break it." "I can’t. Not unless you’re willing to undo everything we’ve built. The Circle. The heir’s place. The peace that’s finally beginning."

“Because the Blood Vow was broken.” John clenched his fists. “That was the deal my father made. He gave his life so that this thing stayed sealed.” “And now you’ve survived the same vow,” Saraphina said, locking eyes with him. “You didn’t die. The bloodline didn’t end. The vow was shattered.” A low rumble echoed from the abyss below.From the edge of the crater, the monstrous version of John’s father laughed. “You thought it was about redemption? No… it was always about inheritance.”

“Sophia is right. They will come for you. Loving me is a breach of every law—family, society, blood. But contracts are not meant to be easy. They are meant to be tested.” He took her hand, pressing his lips to her knuckles with reverence. “Do you understand, Kira? This vow may demand fire. It may demand blood. But if you stay… you will never face it alone. Not for a single breath.” Tears burned her eyes, but she nodded, her whisper steady. “Then let the fire come. We’ll sign it with our scars.” And when he kissed her, sealing the vow, it was no longer just love. It was a contract written in blood and fire—eternal, unbreakable, dangerous.

“When Thalen fell, I tried to seal what she began. The vow took my name, my body, my will. Now I exist as its voice. Bound to guide those who carry it—until one is willing to do what I could not.” “To die for it?” Serenya asked. “To forgive it.” Serenya blinked. “Forgive—?” The air shifted, and Maelis’s form began to fade. “The vow began in love and shattered through betrayal. Only love can end it—not by killing it, but by accepting what it made.” “I don’t understand!” Serenya cried. “You will.” Maelis’s voice grew faint, echoing across the lake. “When the moon bleeds, and the heart chooses truth.”