Novel & Cerita Every Promise In The Book Is Mine

“I want your promise though. If I find your mate, then you must swear an oath to me that you'll never hurt anyone I care about ever again. Do we have a deal?” Lizzie looks at me in the most skeptical way. I know she doesn't think that I can find her mate. Butif I can, it may be the only way that I can ever truly be free. So, if there's even a chance, I need to try. “We have a deal,” she says, shaking my hand. “If you can find me a mate that I love more than you, then I will give you an oath that I won't harm anyone you care about again.”

Not imagination. A forgotten life. ⸻ 🌙 The Promise Young Lyra looked at him. Smiling. ❤️ “Promise me something.” Young Ilyaan laughed. “Another promise?” She nodded. 🌙 “If they ever try to separate us…” 💔 “Don’t believe what they tell you.” The smile vanished from her face. 😢 “Even if the whole world says I’m the enemy.” ⚡ Young Ilyaan took her hand. ❤️

"Promise me that no matter what happens, you won't stop fighting. You won't give up. You won't let her win." He lifted their joined hands and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. "I promise."

“Unders‍tood. We’ll go by the book, sir.” “Book’s⁠ ou‍t th‌e window,” I snapped. “No one foll⁠ows orders tonight except me. If she’s alive,‍ I need to be the first one there. Understand?” Heads nodded. Everyone knew that I wa⁠sn’⁠t just givi‍ng instructions—‍I wa⁠s issu‍ing a‌ p‌romise. ---

She looked drowsy, but she managed to speak. "Promise?" she whispered. I squeezed her hand gently, feeling the rough texture of her burned skin against my palm. This was real. This promise, unlike so many I had made and broken, would be kept. I nodded. "I promise."

Alone in my office with the compound quiet and the trial running in the background on Morrison's monthly update and the ring on my hand that had become so ordinary I sometimes forgot it was there until the light caught it a certain way. I had written them simply. Because simple was honest. "I am not going to promise you easy," I said. My voice was steady. "Because you know me. You know what easy looks like in our lives. And you chose to be here anyway." I looked at him. "I promise you that I will keep choosing this. Not because it is comfortable. Because it is right. Because you are the fixed point that makes everything else navigable." I paused. "I promise you honesty. Even when the honest

A hellish smile draws on her face, as she reads the words. “Aaron John Cervantes.” She started once more by saying his name and twice. “From the promise that holds him firm from the truth that surrounds the cursed book they live in.” She stops, for a while and thinks deep about the word PROMISE that she encounters. The perfect word and its meaning that she will use and definitely for her little prey to take the deal that she will offer and perfectly unlike anything else. “Wonderful. A nice, no, a perfect touch to this little plan and entire game.”

I promise. –The end–

"Promise me one thing." "Yeah?" "You would never,ever break my trust. Never!" ****************

Well, maybe that is the only way she believes people. "Yes, I promise," I reply to her. "So, what's with you and promise? You always ask for a promise whenever we are talking," I ask her out of curiosity, even though I know that it's crazy. "That's the only way I get to believe what people say to me," She shrugs as I expected, and I scoff. Does she think people will always keep their promises to her just because they made the promise? I ask myself and shake my head. She is still a kid, so she definitely does not know anything about life.