Carol The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

“It’s not your fault. It was just the life they pushed on us but it breaks me to see Elena still walking that same road.” Rob’s tone softened through the phone. “You said she was your friend?” Carol nodded. “I met her at the club where my mum left me at thirteen,” She looked down at her hands. “Sometimes leaving isn’t courage. Sometimes it’s luck and she didn’t get mine.” Luca let out a slow, frustrated breath. “I wish I could do something,” “You can’t,” Carol replied gently. “At least, not now.” Outside the window, the street looked normal again. Just cars and sunlight and people passing by but inside the room, everything felt different.

Mr. Longbottom had promised Carrie. She had to kidnap Mrs. Young-Johnson’s adopted son once they verified his identity. If she could accomplish that, he would give her all of the Newman family assets and let her do whatever she wanted to Serenity. Mr. Longbottom never told her that his promises were worthless. There was no knowing if Carrie would still be alive after the deed was done. He would never make an enemy out of the Yorks and Buchams for her sake.

Like we could sit here making fun of each other all day and forget about curses and wars and black magic. Carol looks between us with that mischievous glint only kids can pull off. “Are you gonna kiss or something?” I nearly choke. “What?” Selene blinks, startled, cheeks coloring faintly. Lily breaks into a wicked grin. “Yeah! You should totally kiss.” I’m about to launch a solid comeback—something about grown-ups having serious conversations, or maybe blaming Parker for all this chaos—but then— Carol jerks. Just a flicker, like someone’s yanked invisible strings attached to her shoulders. The flower crown slips from her fingers.

“Hmmm. You didn’t let the woman leave now, did you?” Carol’s smile became more profound after she could not see the woman anywhere while Harvey remained dead silent. “It’s fine. You’ll get her back here after we’re done dealing with you. “I’m sure you have the power to do that!” “Why don’t you become Naoto’s plaything instead, Carol?!” A cold voice could be heard from outside the box. “The high and mighty lady of the Briewood Gang is just pandering to some Islander! You’re embarrassing your people!”

“And he’s winning.” Maria gives me a look. “He already has.” “How?” She pauses. “When he was twelve, there was an incident.” I feel a chill before she even continues. “Someone broke into their home most likely to assassinate Dante and his brother.” “And?” “They found the body of the assassin in his room.” Her voice lowers. “It was so mutilated that they refused to believe a child had done it.” Silence settles between us. “Twelve?” I repeat. She nods once.

Carol peered at the photos on the table and sneered at the girl in them. Poor people act in poor ways. They never know what they can and cannot do. This girl knew how to lure rich men but did she think she was Cinderella? This isn’t a fairytale, life doesn’t work like that. Carol’s face turned sour. Diana Anderson! Let’s see how much longer you can tempt by man. Considering that Diana might change her mind and run away, Brian asked Ken to wait for her at the school gate once her classes were over. Standing beside Brian's Maybach, Ken was his usual handsome self.

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

Carly pulled away and started to cry. “Don’t leave me, daddy. Please. I promise to be a good girl. I’ll eat my veggies and go to bed when you tell me. Just stay.” She wrapped her arms around Carl, but was staring at me. Then he echoed Erubus’s words. “Remember your promise.” His breathing slowed and then stopped.

"I want you to promise me, promise me that all this will be fine, promise me that if anything happens to her, you, you will become mine." Triffany look up to the stranger who was now in tears, she remembered the look on the ladies face as she choked in her own blood, she remembered the ring that was on her finger and now she realised that she must be the only person Jimmy have, what else does she have to say... "Promise me!" He said out loud again. "I promise." Carlos stood by the French window in his office at the villa holding a glass of whisky, it was three in the morning and yet he haven't gone to bed.

All she did was wave her hands trying to indicate, “Keep me out of this!” “Come here, slut,” Bill repeated. Slowly Carol got to her feet and moved toward him. “Please don’t make me, Bill,” she pleaded. “Please ... No.” Carol had her hands over her bottom and looked to Kim like a five-year-old. She was unbelievably cute.