Blue Lantern Oaths Novels & Stories

The blonde girl, Tracy turned out to be his cousin and that made me blush even more because I was jealous for no reason. Sloan couldn't stay long because they needed him back at work. I asked about the work he was doing and he said he was an intern at northern view hospital. It was Impressive because that was the biggest hospital in las Vegas. ~~~~~~^~~~~~~ Two days later, after I had gotten back from work, Naomi rushed in shouting and going on about modeling. She talked about their pay, how much recognition they got and how it Improves their. She kept on talking like Ella reciting a prophecy from a book she read.

Derek muttered, relief battling rage. “For now,” Arla said. “But Ronan won’t keep her safe for long. He wants more than vengeance. He wants prophecy.” The basin flickered again, and Derek saw the land around Ronan’s camp—a valley carved by cliffs, a place once sacred to their ancestors. “The Moon’s Teeth,” Derek breathed. “A place of blood and secrets,” Arla replied. “The spirits remember.” Derek stood tall, his wolf howling within. “I’m going after her.”

She felt it in her bones: something heavier than weather. Ethan noticed, he leaned close, voice pitched for her ears alone. “You okay, Moonbean?” She nodded once, small fingers tightening around her cup of warm cider. “It’s close.” He didn’t ask what. He simply rested his hand on the back of her chair, a silent promise. The music swelled. An elder rose to begin the oath recitation. Three hundred voices joined in low, reverent unison, “We are Blood Moon. We are one heart, one fang, one future...”

“…that from this night forward, my loyalty belongs to SilverShade Pack.” The torches crackled in the silence. “I swear to protect this pack, serve this pack, and never betray it.” The crowd watched her like hawks. “If I break this oath…” She paused only for a breath. “…I accept death as my punishment.” The square fell silent. Elder Markus began speaking, reciting the ancient words of the Luna oath. His voice echoed through the square. “From this day forth, before the full moon and the witnesses of SilverShade…”

Meanwhile, Lucas didn't even bother to say hello, instead hiding behind Clara as if watching a show. I smiled generously and replied, "Sorry, this is a custom piece from Saint Laurent. It's not surprising that you've never seen it before." Laughter bubbled around us, and Clara's face soon turned red. She was about to retort when Ethan stepped forward and introduced himself. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ethan Hurrix." Ethan's last name seemed to catch Liam off guard. He hesitated but forced a handshake. "Liam Waltz." Ethan stood half a head taller, his presence clearly overpowering Liam. Combined with his prestigious surname, Liam's unease and irritation grew.

His eyes were beautiful, so charmingly blue like the sea their ship was sailing. "You're my wife, Ophelia. We've been married for three years. I am Alpha of the Crimson Paw pack and you're my Luna. We rule thousands of people because I am the Alpha of Alphas in the packs of the seven tribes," Finlay balled his fists because the ship immediately reached the exact spot for the morning sun to hit them. That was beside the point, it was pointing right at Ophelia, making her dress transparent and revealing that she didn't have any undies on.

Blue hadn’t yet realized she’d been clutching the two sheets of paper like she’d die without it. “She’ll know what to do.” Finally, Blue looked down. Set the envelope back into the box, aware of the fact it had caught her in a trance that made her want nothing else than to protect it—rather like the Horcrux of Slytherin’s necklace… but she hadn’t gotten up to that novel yet. “She’ll just tell me to destroy it…” Blue was mumbling. “You don’t know that.” “She needs Bradley, she hates him but without him, she wouldn’t last a day.” She was her mother’s daughter, she supposed. She had left one man for another. Managed to escape only with the help of her paramour. She couldn’t do squat on her own.

they replied in unison. Alex stepped forward, his staff planted in the ground. “An oath without blood is wind. What is the guarantee?” The eldest messenger opened his palm. The clan symbol appeared, glowing softly. “We relinquish our claim to this territory. Our land becomes neutral. If we break this oath, our clan will be destroyed by the laws of nature.” Silence fell. This was no small promise. Amelia sighed, then nodded. “I accept your oath.” The air trembled. The ground pulsed slowly, as if confirming those words.

It was a simple gesture, one borne of instinct rather than a rational decision, but it made her heart sing all the same. Beta Declan stopped sharply as he noticed Evander's positively murderous expression. "Your Majesty," he grunted. "Some of the King's wolves have just crossed our borders." Sapphira's blood ran cold. "We're leaving right now," Evander said. Alpha Kai stepped into view and said, "We'll meet them outside. Go." "But I haven't said goodbye to my friends! What about my house and my clothes?" Sapphira tried to tug her hand out of Evander's, but he wasn't letting go.