Broken Promises Novel Novels & Stories

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

The love I'd tried to hide, the hope I'd been afraid to acknowledge, the deep, unshakeable belief that we could make this work. The bond settled into something new, not the tentative connection we'd had before, but a solid, unbreakable link. His heartbeat became mine. His emotions colored my own. And through it all, I felt completely, perfectly myself. The bond didn't diminish me or override my identity. It enhanced everything I was while connecting me to everything he was. When we finally broke apart, both gasping, the gathered witnesses erupted in cheers. Damien was grinning, Sarah was sobbing happily, and Marcus looked satisfied, like he'd known all along this was how it would end.

"You said you made Daniel a promise, right? Well, if you ask me, Caty, the solution is simple. If you like my boss more than Daniel, then what’s the harm in breaking that promise? Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘Promises are made to be broken’? I memorized that because Ambong and I fight over it all the time." She stopped and turned to Nelly. "Ambong breaks his promises?" "Not often, but yes. And I understand why. His reasons are usually more important than the promise he made. That’s what I’m trying to say, Caty. If your reason for breaking the promise is more meaningful than keeping it, then maybe it’s worth it. You might fulfill your word to one man, but in doing so, you could be giving up

Now, there was only pain…and a promise. A promise that those who broke me would pay for every single tear I shed.

their worlds fell apart right from when I came into their lives. And they love me. I know that for a fact. They love me. They just... they just love me in their own way. They are both broken people whom I can't and will never turn my back on. So Noah can say what he wants to say. He can go fuck himself for all I care. What does he know about anything? He's just a... I clamp a hand around my mouth and sniff. My legs are moving so fast on the pavement but I still doubt that I'd be able to get back to the slum neighbourhood tonight.

"Whatever happens. Whatever you become. Whatever I become. I will be here, and I will fight for you, and I will not let you face anything alone. That is the only promise I can make, and it is the only one that matters." I broke then. Not gracefully, not beautifully—the way I'd imagined strong women breaking in books, with single tears and dignified silence. I broke ugly, gasping, my body curling inward as sobs tore through me with a violence that felt like it might split me open. I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him closer, burying my face in his neck where his pulse beat steady and real against my lips.

It made me sad, but then this place made me feel loved again. My first night home, a wall of text from Draven arrived. Excuses. He’d thought of me daily. He’d tried to call. His mother had lied. He hadn’t broken his promise, he swore... I snorted. Empty words. I deleted the message. Blocked his number. Done. The next morning, as my brother and I were having breakfast, a servant came over with a large bouquet of rare blood orchids. "Miss Isolde, someone sent you flowers!"

Back then, I had all the reckless courage of youth. The dream began to warp and distort. A final teardrop soaked into my pillowcase, carrying every bit of my love and resentment with it. I opened my eyes in the darkness. "But Nicholas… I don't love you anymore." … During my third Christmas abroad, Elliot made a surprise appearance at my door. "Surprise!" he said. I was stunned. Meanwhile, Elliot proudly announced that he had spent the last few years self-studying and had received an offer from a nearby university.

"About what? What's on your mind? You look serious. You look like you're carrying something heavy. You look like you need to get something off your chest. You look like you've been waiting for this moment." "About the promise I made. The one I broke. The one I've been carrying with me for years. The one I never told you about. The one I never had the courage to speak. The one that's been eating me alive. The one that's kept me awake at night. The one that's haunted my dreams." I set down my coffee. Turn to face him. My full attention is on him. My heart is open. My ears are ready. "What promise? I don't remember you making me a promise. I don't remember you saying anything about a promise. I

he said skimming his nose on the crook of my neck , inhaling my scent " I promise I won't hurt you ever again " " Don't - don't make promises that you can't keep " I said ignoring the creeping disappointment in my heart " I will keep this one , I'm keeping this one for sure ..No matter what I have to do for this but I'm not gonna break it because we are not over ,you hear me princess , we are not fucking over "