Broken Promise Tattoo Novels & Stories

Strange tattoo but I felt a urge to trail my fingers on it and nibble on the heart tattoo. I let my fingers move to his chest and when I touched it his breathing turned labored. I took it further pressing my lips to his tattoo mark, licking and bite a bit and he whipped his head backwards.“No more heart break. Yours is broken but mine is strong enough for us both.” I say to his mark like I was conversing to a real human. “Fuck! I can't hold on any longer please let me get inside of you or else I'll run crazy.” he spoke hoarsely.

It was a great opportunity to call my family and inform them about everything that was happening but where would I get a phone? Looking around I didn't see anything like a mobile phone or landline phone. "Now how will I inform my family?" I wondered. For a moment I thought asking for a favor from my friend Bat. Going to the bathroom to check, my tattoo was gone. " How could this be possible? Why did you leave when you know my life is in great danger. You said you will never leave me alone and now you have broken your promise. Where are you. I need to send you home to inform my family about the danger am in."I talked alone like a crazy girl.

"Fine. What do you need?" "I need you to love her more, make her happy,always put her first. Promise me." "Beau...." "Promise me." "I promise." Beau breathed out a sigh of relief. He knew his brother would try as much as possible to make Robyn happy. He promised himself he would come clean to Layla before she fell for him. He had nothing to offer her. She did not deserve that and he had to set her free. He knew he could not love her, he was terrible at relationships if his two previous ones were any indication.

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.'

I hold the picture up for her to see, “and here is you kissing him. You can't see his face clearly for the obvious reason that his face is buried on yours but you can see his tattoo, clearly identifying him.” I was ready to give her the world, I put her first in everything and that still wasn't enough for her. “I'm an idiot,” I murmured, staring into her eyes one more time feeling more broken than ever. “I never want to see you again. Get out of my house” I say quietly. “Adam, I don't know who's behind this or what they stand to gain from it but I need you to remember the promise you made to me. I need you to trust me and know that I'm telling the truth.” She walks a step closer, “I didn't d

"That’s just one of many reasons. This rivalry had lasted for centuries. Once, this pack was a weak one. The Callisters never stopped attacking. Good people lost their lives. I made a promise to bring them down, not just for myself but for the pack. And when I’m done, their name—once powerful—will mean nothing. Only then will my parents, and everyone we lost, truly be avenged." She nodded slowly. “Your tattoo, the one above your brow, you’d said it was a promise.” She said, and I gave a small smile, impressed at how smart she was. “Yes, it’s a reminder of this vow I made.” “She was beautiful.” Tessa says, her eyes scanning the picture. “Her face is missing from that.” “Still, I can tell.” Sh

The Foster Group's stock nosedived, plunging the century-old empire into its greatest crisis yet. Police scoured the city for Adrian, but he was nowhere to be found. Some whispered he had gone mad. Others claimed he was already dead. I tilted my head back toward the sky and whispered to my child, "You don’t have to be afraid anymore. Mommy has avenged you." However, as I was about to board my flight out of Westbridge, a hand clamped around my wrist. The touch was both familiar and foreign. Dread coiled in my stomach.

When that lie cracked, it cracked loud. And everyone saw just how ruthless he was with Ada. He was caught dragging her to a hospital for an abortion, then watched as she unraveled and got locked in a psych ward. Normally, stuff like that would've been buried. Not this time. It had to be Steven. He wanted Bella to see. To know he regretted everything. To prove he was fixing his mess. But what good was it? Bella let out a bitter laugh, her eyes dull. The damage was permanent. Nothing could erase it.

" With that, Kenny picked Leah up and walked away without looking back. My eyes filled with tears, and my vision blurred. Tears fell one by one onto the shards. My hand hurt, but my heart ached even more. It almost felt like I couldn't breathe. The two wolves on the stone sculpture were shattered beyond recognition. Kenny had carved the stone sculpture for me himself. Back then, he only had eyes for me. He'd said, "Ella, I've already sworn before the Moon Goddess. Let's be together for life, okay?" Yet now, he was the one who broke that oath. I gathered up the broken pieces and threw them into the trash, along with the memories and the last traces of my reluctance to let go. When I returned

He was ready to go again when we were in the shower. "Pizza is going to be here soon," I whispered. He pulled back and sat up. "I know and I don't know about you, but I've worked up an appetite." I sat back up and pulled my legs under me and just stared at him. He had tattoos going up his arms starting on his hands. There were beautiful birds and flowers and intricate lines and designs. He didn't have any on his neck or chest, just both arms full sleeves. When I looked up and met his eyes they held something I couldn't put my finger on. It was like he had this poker face going. He had been so easy to read until now.