Pinky Promise Book Novels & Stories

What was something that I could offer him that would be an irresistible bargain? “If you tell me the answers to the other questions that you mentioned, I won’t knee you in the balls again. Pinkie promise. If I break the promise, you get to break my pinkie,” I offered with my pinkie in the air. The happiness that passed over his face at the promise of never kneeing him in the balls was very comical, so he took the deal without hesitation. Having a sexy military guy taking a pinkie promise from a 5’6 girl was something that should be written in the history books. One day, these adventures would be written down because my life had become one shitstorm of crazy. It would make for a great non-fic

Despite the frustration that flashed in her eyes, Pixie simply nodded and held up a balled up hand with only her pinky sticking out. "What’s this?" I asked, eyeing it. "Pink promise." Pixie explained. "You lock your pinky with mine and then we shake." "Oh." Feeling annoyed by having to have something explained to me by a child, I did as she said, and we shook. Satisfied that our promise was set in stone, Pixie dropped her hand and scurried back to where Lindsey stood watching.

she said, offering me her pinky. “Pinky promise.” I said, lacing my little finger with hers. “It’s crucial.” she said. It was the same thing she said everytime we hooked fingers for a promise. Only this time, the stakes were carnal.

I raised my hand, stopping Anjali from scolding her. "Deal. " I said as she gave me her pinky finger, I raised my brow in confusion. She asked, "Promise?" Oh my goodness! I am gonna melt right away, "Promise, " I let out, laughing. "So can we go now?" She questions excitedly. But before I could reply, Anjali interrupts, "Not now, baby, he's here to talk about something important to Mama, " She explains. She flashes a sad look, "Don't worry, angel, I always keep my promise, " I stated, her face soon lifts in a grin.

"Why would you help me get back my boyfriend and then ask me to consider getting with you?" "Because I think by the time this is over, you'll see I'm the right one for you." "I don't see that happening. But sure. Deal." He held out his pinky. "Pinky promise?" I rolled my eyes. "We're doing that?" He grinned. "Yep. Pinky promise me." I looped my pinky with his. "Pinky promise."

Both little girls follow my hand, their gaze meeting to where I'm pointing. “Come on, I'll take you to him.” I tell her, hoping she will come with me minus the doubts she's having. She looks to her father and back to me, I sigh, holding my pinky finger out for her. “I promise I'm not going to hurt you, pinky promise.” I say, I don't know why I think saying pinky promises will work on her but I try it either way. When I was a kid, the pinky promise was one of the most important promises, it was like swearing in blood which Talitha and I did most times but the pinky promise is just as effective.

And I- 'That's so bitter Craig, not all people were the same.' The guy beside me stated with a cheeky smile flustered on his face. My palms instantly fisted at the sight of him. Yukii, stop that. 'Nahh, what for? I'm right anyway, it's not like everyone is the same right? Besides, there are two types of promises. The real and meant one and the real but must be broken one. Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable.'

“We’ll have more trips like this, baby. I promise. I’ll make time. The pack can survive without us for a week here and there. You deserve this peace. We both do.” I turned slightly in his arms so I could look at him. His silver-flecked eyes were soft, full of that pure love that still made my stomach flutter every time. “Pinky promise?” I asked, holding up my little finger like a silly pup, a small smile playing on my lips. He chuckled, the deep, warm sound vibrating through his chest. It made me giggle too. He hooked his much larger pinky with mine, squeezing gently. Then he leaned down and kissed me — slow and sweet, lips moving tenderly against mine. I melted into it, one hand coming up t

"Yes, I will tell you everything," Sticking out my pinkie finger, I extended it toward him. "Promise?" He looked at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Are we really doing a pinkie promise? What are we, five-year-olds?" I persisted, undeterred by his teasing. "It doesn't matter how old we are. You need to make this promise and seal it." He looked at his injured hand encased in a bandage. "I can't seem to use my hand." "That's not a problem," I reassured him, rising from his side. Taking his free hand, I hooked my pinkie finger with his and sealed the pact with our thumbs. "Promises are meant to be kept."

She faced him and gave him the sweetest smile while tears welled up in her eyes. "If you promise to find me no matter what happens, then I promise that I won't stop waiting for you. I will wait and never get tired." She showed him her pinky, and his eyebrows raised, confused as to what she was trying to do. "Pinky promise," she said. "Come, lock our promise; we should make sure that it's tightly locked." No matter how silly it was for the devil, he still followed what Lyra was trying to signal to him. He chuckled as she laughed while playing with his pinky.