Carol The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

“Don’t make me regret it.” Carlos made a face—not a playful one this time, but something closer to serious, if such a word could ever stick to him for long. He took a step closer, just enough to make the tunnel’s shadows stretch between them like a question. “Promise me,” he said. Laura blinked. “Promise you… what?” “That you’ll come back.” His voice dipped low, quiet but insistent. “To the tree. Our meeting place.” She frowned. “Why?” “Just… promise me.”

Then, she changed into a fresh set of clothes before personally bringing Carol over. In the early spring weather, Jamie dressed Carol in a light yellow duckling sweater. It made her look very adorable, especially her small and fair face. Then, she gazed up at him with big and dark eyes as she asked, "Are you really sending me back to live with Mommy?" Jamie knelt down to hug Carol. He put on sheepskin shoes for her and nodded. "I promise I’ll bring you back soon." Carol felt reassured and wrapped her arms around her father's neck. She gave him a sweet kiss. "I love you, Daddy."

“I promised you I would do one thing for you. Say, what request do you want to make?” Anna nodded. Of course, she guessed right. Brandon wanted to talk to you about this. “Hmm..” Anna purposely made Brandon nervous. She pretended to think. “Maybe… er…” Anna looked at Brandon, “I figured it out, I want to ask you, for one thing, you must do it!” Anna smiled softly, but in Brandon’s eyes, it was nothing more than a devil’s smile. “Speak quickly. What do you want me to do for you?” Brandon began to lose patience. Compared to his goofy appearance last night, Anna thought Brandon had multiple personality disorders.

The trio then moved to a better vantage point away from the terrified students. A sudden present group of four lads, who are none other than the infamous school flower boys, pique their interests. "Nel," Jerry alerted him, pointing above them. "That's Naomi." Nelson's heart skipped a beat witnessing a scene that appeared too real to be true. There is no opportunity to say a word, but to sprint to his Naomi. "Not Lana too." Jason blurted at once spotted Lana was there. Being one step behind Samuel, he took to run in the same way.

I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Born to a Royal family was not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wishes. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Falcovia. And the only way to get back the throne of Orbloem is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. ***

With a perfectly calm voice, I said, "I came to pick up the charm bracelet. Do you know where Rachel put it?" Todd let out an exaggerated gasp of surprise. Then, he shifted his foot, revealing the thing wrapped around his ankle. A delicate charm engraved with the words "luck" and "joy" hung from a red cord, exactly as Rachel had promised me. "You mean this? Rachel let me have it after I told her I liked it. Doesn't it look nice?" Todd wore a smug smile. For a second, I nearly lost my mind. My daughter was gone, and my wife didn't love me.

“One of our soldiers took in a pregnant stray—more accurately, his wife did. The timing was too perfect.” Hugging the kitten, my emotions overtook me. I smiled up at my husband with fresh tears in my eyes. “I’ve always wanted a cat.” I spun toward my brother and sister. “Remember Bell?” Cat nodded with a grin. “Catalina,” Dante said, “told me that story when you were missing.” “Oh.” My eyes opened wide. “My passcode.” Dante nodded. “I promised you to make your dreams come true. I have about fifty years to work on more.”

"I'll prove my love to you, Christopher. If you're happy with something I do, give me a star. When you fill up a whole mason jar with paper stars, you'll be the one to propose to me." He held the jar and cried tears of joy like a child who'd gotten the best birthday present of his life. He wouldn't stop making promises, both to me and himself.

The cartoon characters she liked appeared one by one, dancing and walking towards her, and finally surrounded her and Carsen in the middle. Carolyn was excited. Her dream, besides Carsen, was to one day become a runaway princess. At this moment, the dwarf ran towards her with a basket slung over his shoulder. Just as he was about to reach her, he stumbled and fell. Carolyn stifled a laugh, it was obvious that he had intentionally fallen. The dwarf quickly got up and approached her, carrying a basket. "My princess, please accept this," he said, offering it to her. The little dwarf was childlike and playful, portrayed by a young child.

The Chief scout, seated just beside him, added. Chief Candar's face was pale, his brow furrowed in worry. "And on top of it all, there's no sign of the Promised child," he murmured, his voice trembling slightly. "It just seems like all our efforts are bouncing back against us. Three mates now, three! Yet... What exactly is happening?" The unspoken question hung in the air like a specter, casting a dark shadow over the assembly. The double doors of the great hall swung open, and Alpha Thane strode in. The room fell silent, the only sound the soft creaking of the wooden floorboards beneath Thane's feet. The councillors' eyes snapped to their leader, their faces set in somber anticipation.