Novel & Cerita Aesthetic The Promised Neverland Icons

“I know... “Thomas took a sip, finally finishing the damn juice. I've never seen someone who spent two hours drinking juice at the market. Then she bought a meat pastry. I continued eating the cake, loving the taste and closing my eyes. I really loved the fair, being outdoors, walking among people, listening to the birds, feeling the breeze and being in more informal attire. All of this gave me peace, but it didn't last long, because my cell phone rang and I answered it, seeing who it was. “ Anne, how are you? “Dear, did you manage to order what I asked for??“ Anne asked, practically demanding. “Good afternoon, Anne.” “Ah yes, good afternoon, Luke! Did you do what I asked?” “Yes, I spoke to

And I- 'That's so bitter Craig, not all people were the same.' The guy beside me stated with a cheeky smile flustered on his face. My palms instantly fisted at the sight of him. Yukii, stop that. 'Nahh, what for? I'm right anyway, it's not like everyone is the same right? Besides, there are two types of promises. The real and meant one and the real but must be broken one. Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable.'

Before I could even say anything, my best friend, Clara Goodwin, who was standing next to me, snapped, "Karli, Isabelle has gone way too far! Everyone knows that this brooch is meant to be a gift for you this evening. Yet, she took it away from you. I'm going to get it back for you!" I reached out and pulled her back, shaking my head slightly. "Forget it." Now that things had come to this, it was no longer necessary to fight for anything. I lifted my eyes and looked toward Douglas Sullivan and Isabelle Sullivan. Isabelle had linked her arms with his, resting her head against his shoulder in an intimate manner. Instead of pushing her away, Douglas raised his hand and stroked her hair gently.

You’ll never be less than anyone else’s child. "Mrs. Foster, it’s time for your medicine." The housekeeper stepped in with a glass of water. I waved her away, suddenly finding the pills repulsive. Adrian had always told me these were specially formulated supplements, tailored to my body by experts. He’d insisted that if I kept taking them, my health would improve and my chances of conceiving would grow. I picked up one of the tablets, studying it closely. On the side, faint letters were etched into the coating.

“We regret the haste.” Alina met her gaze steadily. “Then leave.” Elowen smiled thinly. “We cannot.” Cael shifted half a step forward. Elowen’s eyes flicked to him. “Captain.” He did not answer. The clerics moved past Elowen and toward the center of the sanctuary, where a low stone table had been hastily cleared. One of them carried a covered object wrapped in thick cloth. Alina’s chest tightened. The Crown. Not the symbol the court liked to display, polished and framed by banners, but the true thing. The Ember Crown, modest and unassuming, dangerous precisely because it refused spectacle.

She flagged down a cab and headed to the tattoo shop—the same one she had visited years ago. The tattooist recognized her immediately and asked what she wanted this time. She looked at the familiar little shop, her voice soft but resolute. "I want to remove the one I got last time." The tattooist studied her expression and nodded in understanding. He looked slightly regretful at her request. "Removing a tattoo is very painful, Miss. Perhaps you’d like to reconsider?" Pain? Valerie had already experienced the most desperate, unbearable pain the world could offer. Why would she fear such a slight torment to the skin?

The following day, Libulan didn’t come. *Lihangin - God of the Wind *Lidagat - Goddess of the Sea to be continued

That is the promise I will never forget. THE END

I stared down at my mother and father, Luna Ashly’s words coming back into my mind: “My dear Laura, I promised your mother that I would keep you safe. I promised your father that no harm would come to you… There are some things I can never tell you… the promises I made both of them prohibit it.” I stared so long at them both trying desperately to understand what this meant that I did not notice Domini approach me. “Laura?” He asked touching my shoulder softly, I jumped and turned around to scold him. “Don’t sneak up on me! You almost gave me a panic attack!” Domini smirked for a moment before noticing the photo album in my hands. “What’s that?” He asked as he made a move to grab it from my h