Every Promise In The Book Is Mine Novels & Stories

Come home with me. He grasped my hand even tighter this time, and I couldn't break free. "I won't leave with you, and I won't marry you!" I declared firmly. Jace completely lost it. His eyes widened as he seized my shoulders. "I finally found you. You're coming with me!" "Get your filthy hands off her!" Clement burst out of a fitting room, rushed over, and pried Jace's hand off. Jace ignored him and reached for me again. "Even though you snuck off to Germaine to buy a wedding gown behind my back, I'll let it slide if you come home with me obediently!"

He was not sure what he wanted from her. He was obviously excited by her fear, yet bothered by it. “Who marries just because of a childhood promise. Why is mine coming to hunt? I also promised to give my childhood neighbor four children, is he also going to pop out?” she blurted and his cold gaze swept over her. “Your mouth is really quick, isn’t it? It moves before your brain can keep up,” he said. “I’m sorry,” she lowered her head. “I won’t kill you? At least not to keep my secret,” he said in frustration.

"If I can have that, then maybe we can have a deal." "When I tell you that you'll be under my protection, it's because you can be sure it will be that way," he murmured, leaning on his desk and looking at her intently. "Safety is a priority in our agreement. You can trust that no one will harm you while you're playing the role I'm paying you for. Furthermore, you have my word that I won't let you get involved in anything dangerous. The contract you'll sign includes clauses ensuring your protection and the penalties if it's broken."

It was a promise. *_*

The actual end. (I promise.)

"But I'm not letting go." "Promise?" "Promise." --- E

he muttered. Promise peeled it slowly, dividing it in two. She placed half in his hand. “Eat,” she said simply. They chewed in silence, the taste sharp, bitter, sweet. Outside, thunder rolled again, rattling the zinc roof. Promise thought of Adaeze, of the drills, of the girls who had walked out of Echelon with heels like funeral drums. She thought of Ijeoma’s warning, the boy’s gift, the market’s roar. Later, when Daniel slept, she opened her notebook. The candle flickered, the page glowing faintly. She wrote:

"She's only staying for two days. She'll definitely move out before the wedding." I said nothing. I only looked at him coldly. He stepped closer and lowered his voice, trying to coax me. "I promise nothing will happen between Abbie and me. In my eyes, she is practically one of the guys. I am not attracted to her." The moment he said that, Abbie punched him lightly in the arm, pretending to be offended. "Who are you not attracted to?" she snapped. "You big idiot. Other than that face of yours, what do you even have going for you?"