Never Is A Promise Novels & Stories

"And Anthony never breaks a promise, right?" His heart shattered. "I..." He couldn't muster a single word. Solace was right. He never broke a promise. "Don't go on making promises you can't keep. You'll be backed into a cave. Full of broken words you never truly meant. They will only come back to bite you in the future, you can't escape it. There's never an escape," Solace lectured. "Your promises to me weren't really promises, were they? Just scattered tasks you never planned to do. You never planned to stay with me the way you promised. You can't keep a promise. You never could. No one can. It's a word tossed in the air far too often to mean a single thing. Not the way it used to."

The actual end. (I promise.)

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.]

“Here, wrap your pinky around mine. “Maddie instructs. “That’s it. And now we shake.“ “What is this for exactly?“ “The idea is that if you break the promise, you break your pinky.“ Maddie informs me. “Hence, pinky promise.” It breaks? I look up at her at the violent idea. It’s surprising to hear. “Does it? “ I’m not even questioning how it does- maybe magic? “I’ve never broken a promise, and my pinky’s still okay. So probably. “Maddie smiles. “Here, “Maddie holds her finger with mine, and we shake. “Now it’s a promise. I will do all I can to get you away from that dreadful Mykhol. “

I’m certainly not proposing you this way or this soon despite how much I want to (just so you know, I’m dead serious about proposing to you someday, just not today) This is a promise ring (I believe that’s what they call these days) I give you this ring to say that I’m so in love with you and that I promise to make you the happiest person in the world. I know you don’t love me yet but that’s okay. You said you trust me with your life and I promise that I’ll do anything to keep that trust. I just hope you don’t lose faith in me, ever. I’ve made a lot of promises to you over the years since our childhood. I’ve kept every one of them and I intend to keep them all – new and old.

Yeah, so don't ever ever leave me. "Then I want you to promise me." "What? What should I promise you?” "Let me go when God has given me a replacement for you?" "Hey, don’t said nonsense Kim. God will never be that kind to me. You're the best Kim." “One day you will definitely get people who are better than me. So promise me to let me go and never hold me back to always be with you, because I won't be like this forever." "Tsk, fine, I'll do it. But I am not sure."

I said, my voice cracking into a whisper. A low him was all I could hear from Anna, and her silence said a lot. She didn't know what else to say. I gently wiped my tears, “But don't worry, he's not worth my time like you said. I'd try to get over him and I'd be strong.” “Promise?” Anna asked, her voice ringing with hope. I exhaled deeply, “Yes, I promise.” “That's my girl! I love you. Now make sure to wipe those tears, and start looking like the queen that you are!” She cheered on and I could only smile, it still hurts me deeply.

I want you to make the promise to me that you would never try it. I shrugged. "I won't do it, I promise.“

“I know you and understand that you are just a kid, you might even forget many things when you grow up, but I know you will never forget this day… The day that your parents and Pack members were burned to death. Thus, I also know that you will never forget what I just told you. But my child, you will have to promise me something… Never reject him when you find him. No matter what, you must protect and be there for him always. And listen, even if you meet hundreds of Mates in the future but without the name Ashton, then you will have to know that they are not your Promise Mate.” The queen's mother said to the little boy, who was just looking at her as if he could understand what the queen was

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.