Lirik I Promise Novels & Stories

“Then, be quieter, Yara. Knowing she’s next door makes it feel even better, doesn’t it?” “You’re so annoying! Stop saying my name, honey.” “You want me to call you babe instead? You really are something.” “You’re the one who said Yasmine just lies there in bed like a dead fish. Don’t you prefer me this way?” “I do. I love you, baby.” Each filthy word pierced Yasmine’s heart. She could not believe she had become part of their twisted game. From the way they spoke, it was clear that this was not the first time they were doing this.

Lira's POV Mother extends her pinky, her voice trembling. “Promise me,” she swallows hard. “Promise me you won’t do anything, Lira.” Her gaze shifts to my brother. “You too, Lucien. You won’t do anything other than surviving, no matter what?” “Mo—m…” the sight of how hard she is trying to protect us breaks me completely. I hook my pinky on hers. “I promise.” Lucien too reluctantly holds out his pinky and hooks his into hers after she has unhooked from mine. “I promise, Mom. We would just focus on surviving.”

I could tell by the way you smile I could feel it in your touch And I knew this heart of mine This time would fall in love All the hopes and promises given And the pain that life can bring Will build our will and commitment To face anything I will love you faithfully. Forever unconditionally And my love, I promise. Everything I have is yours. You're everything I prayed and waited for And my love, I promise you She sang, "I will love you faithfully, forever unconditionally, and my love, I promise, everything I have is yours, you're everything I prayed and waited for and my love, I promise you."

She looked up at me and asked me with innocence and smile lingerie on my lips and I thought of teasing her, "I think there are even some more guys, what do we do?" "You cannot betray me and leave me, okay?" She mumbled "Promise me. Promise me." And her pleading eyes met mine. "Sure, I promise!" I promised her to not leave her and that promise was not for just that moment but it was a promise for a lifetime. ❤️AUTHOR' NOTE❤️ ❤️ Hey everyone, hope you've enjoyed this chapter and do listen to that song which I've mentioned. I'm sure after listening that song, you'll love this chapter even more.❤️

As long as she's alive, I wouldn’t mind hearing her breathe for hours. “I have to go.” She said, “Promise me, you won't do anything stupid.” She made a sound that could be considered half a laugh and half a cry. “You're the second person tonight asking me to make a promise I have no idea if I can keep.” “It's because we have more faith in you than you have in yourself right now. So trust in that.” Iris sighed. “Fine. I promise.” “Now that's a good girl.”

His eyes searched mine. "What?" My throat tightened. The words escaped before I could stop them. "Promise me you won't leave." Silence. The air between us seemed to freeze. For one terrifying second, I thought he wouldn't answer. Then he wrapped his arms around me. Holding me tightly. Almost desperately. "I'll always come back to you." I buried my face against his chest. Trying to ignore the strange ache growing inside me. Trying to believe him. Trying not to wonder why his promise sounded so much like a goodbye.

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. ❤️

I respond. Money can buy almost anything,g but it can't break loyalty that's cemented with mutual understanding, trust, and magic. "You haven't established any relationships with them yet?" she retorts. I understood why she wanted to make this easier on both of us and that she was frustrated, but she was going a little too far now. "I have El, but they have signed a commitment to the throne that's binded with magic. I am not on the throne yet; my father is. They would be obligated to share what I'd be asking them to do," I explain.

Mario stood there like a victor, savoring the sight of his defeated opponent. But I met his gaze without fear, my eyes filled not with dread but with a quiet anticipation. I was waiting—waiting for the moment when the truth would come to light, to see whether Mario could still smile the way he did now. "Everyone here must have seen the recent reports on illegal experimentation and falsified data," I said. "First of all, I despise such acts. I strongly condemn anyone involved in them. Next, I'll give you an answer you'll find satisfactory."

Don't you remember? The night ended on a bitter note. When I stepped outside, thick snowflakes were falling from the sky. As I got into the car, Oliver stood there in the cold. His thin figure was trembling, and his eyes were rimmed red. "I was foolish and blinded by a passing infatuation. Losing you made me realize that what I had was priceless. Please… give me another chance." His voice broke. "I'm begging you." Before I could respond, something caught my attention in the distance. Under the streetlight stood a tall man, snow collecting in his dark hair.