روايات وقصص ضمن Doctor Who Promise

Due to being anemic and in deep anguish, I found myself going into shock at the airport. When I came to, the staff members at the airport had sent me to the hospital. The doctor who attended to me was a male, Slonian doctor. I finally managed to borrow someone's phone. This time, I knew that I had to break it off with Spencer for good. "Prepare a divorce agreement for me. I don't need there to be any terms other than my child. Just deliver the divorce agreement to him on my behalf."

I could still feel it under my skin—like a signature, like a promise, like the moment a match thinks about being struck and decides it wants to be fire. “Paper,” I said softly, the word leaving a temporary fog on the window. “Promises.” And because I refused, on principle, to be the first to look away, I stood and let the city look back until dawn found us both.

That is the promise I will never forget. THE END

“Get a healer dammit… call for help, don’t just stand there crying like an idiot, do something good for once in your miserable life!” “Oh Dante..” She smiled and it broke me. “I need… need you to promise me something okay…” she gasped. Blood trickled from her lips. “Anything,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Anything. Just tell me and I’ll do it I promise .” Her brows furrowed faintly as she stared at me, her soul slipping like grains of sand through my fingers. “Promise… me… you.. you won’t do anything drastic and stupid.. you won’t ruin the Lore.”

“I could divorce you after all of this, you know that—and you’re still doing all of this.” “I know,” Aria blushed, looking down. “I’ve thought about that many times, but then I came to the realization that I just want you to be happy, Vince.” She raised her head again. “I want to show you that you are just as good, if not better than the Lambertis—and I will do that.” “Okay.” I simply replied. “Okay,” Aria repeated, suddenly reaching out her pinky before locking it with mine. “I do need you to promise that you’ll at least try and give me a chance—deal?”

Herman approached the bed, putting down his doctor’s back and doing some tests on Laura. “Why can’t people know you are here?” I asked him point-blank, a sense of foreboding danger in the air. He sighed deeply before staring at me with the most serious look I had ever seen on his face. “Ellen, you must promise me first… before I explain… promise me you will tell no one, not Laura, not Domini and certainly not Victor.” I stared at him bewildered that he had the power to not refer to Alpha Victor by his title, before the weight of his words sunk in.

Dario chuckled. “Suddenly?” I asked surprised. Dario let go of my wrist and gave me a polite nod. “You’re in a hurry so I’ll let you go, but I’ll tell you what.” He spoke and leaned in closer. “If we ever cross paths again. You’ll have to take me on that poopy diaper tour, promise?” He asked me. His face was only a few inches away from mine, so I pulled away and tried to catch my breath as I looked into his eyes. “Promise,” I whispered, knowing I would most likely never see him again.

That boy is on the verge of death, and he needs to be saved no matter what happens. "Let's strike a deal, Alpha... I will give you the antidote if you do what I want. This is a promise this time, and trust me, I won't go back on my words even if I have to die at the end..." She pauses and smirks at him.

Burying my face in my arm, I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. “Let me help. Let me do something…please…” I shook my head. “Lo único que puedes hacer por mí es dejarme ir.” [The only thing you can do for me is to let me go.] His hand froze on my back, and I could feel it clench slightly. “No sé si puedo prometer eso.” [I don’t know if I can promise that.] Smiling and chuckling this time, I lifted my head up and looked back at the dancers twirling to the music.“No cumples las promesas de todos modos.” [You don’t keep promises anyways.]