Pinky Promise Book Novels & Stories

She raised her brows at him and eyed him suspiciously. "I promise I won't flirt with other girls again. I cross my heart . Hmmm " he wiggled his brows cutely "Pinky promise?? " She held out her little pink finger . "Kiss promise. " He kisses her again

Then, she wrapped hers around it. “Mommy calls it a pinky promise. And you can't break a pinky promise dad. It's a bad thing and if you break your promise,” She leaned in to whisper and I held back from breaking Into a smile as I tilted my head down to her face. “your pinky finger will disappear forever." Chuckling, I leaned back. “Really now? I didn't know.” She seemingly looked proud of herself as she vigorously nodded. “I don't want you to loose your pinky dad. So you have to let me eat ice cream.”

I widened my eyes - Extending my hand towards him, entangling my pinky finger with his. Did he seriously ask for a ** pinky promise???*** "Do you believe in it? I questioned him "Yes, I do," He replied in a soft tone. There was something in his eyes. I could feel a strange gleam in his eyes - like a five years old baby. "Only if you take me to the party with you...........Or else," I said pouting my lips. He threw me another death glare but I was immune to it, you know. I got hold of his weak point. the wicked me had awakened.

Chapter 36 “Pinky promise?” She said, holding out her pinky to me. “What?” I asked. “Pinky promise me that her fate will not become mine.” She said. Humans are so strange, how does a pinky promise make her feel better? Whatever. I thought. “Ok. I pinky promise that her fate will not become yours.” I said, and we locked pinkies. Her heartbeat immediately started to calm down now, as if that little motion really did secure the deal. Humans were so strange with their ways.

Because Marie had to leave at that time, and in order to conclude their talk and her beautiful bond with Jean, Marie requested, “Jean, promise me that when we both grow up and get a job, we will meet each other. Promise me that you will stay in touch with me; you have my email and my phone number as well. Promise me that you will keep our friendship a secret, and you will not let any other girl become your best friend.” With a very heavy voice and a little positivity in her mind with the hope of meeting her first love again in life after a couple of years, Jean replied, “Pinky Promise!”

"I can't promise I won't get worried over you but I can promise I wouldn't act as I did again." I smiled, bringing up my pinky. He cocked an eyebrow at it. "When you make a promise you need to seal it with your pinky. It's something Freya and I always do. If you don't do it means your promise is not valid." I shook my little finger, urging him on. With a light chuckle, he wrapped his much larger finger around mines, sealing the promise. Our eyes locked and I gasped in surprise as he pulls me closer by my pinky to plant soft, lingering kisses on each of my knuckles.

“Any man who sees you would be attracted to you. It doesn’t always have to come with a hidden agenda.” “Are you sure? Pinky promise?” I was half-joking and half-terrified as I lifted my little finger between us. Zane’s lips curved. He hooked his finger with mine without hesitation. “Pinky promise. No schemes. No games.” I smiled. “Okay, thank you.” Zane chuckled. “You’re acting like your daughter right now.” I hit him playfully on his shoulder. “At least, she made me realize how sacred these promises are, and I hope you also know that you can’t break them.”

He hooked his pinky around my pinky and we shook it. "Deal." he said and I grinned. I remember what pinky promises were like back when I was a child. I would do that all the time when there was something big. But now I am almost 18 and I still pinky promise because this was important and big. Sometimes, I wonder about the promise that other people make to me, I always wonder if they will come true or if they are just lying. And some promises I forget, but I know that I never forget this and this promise will keep me thinking if it will happen.

Zhu Wushang said with a smile and extended his pinky toward his two little princesses. “What is this?/Huh?” The two troublemakers let out a confusing sound when seeing their daddy extend a pinky toward them. “It’s called pinky promise. It’s the custom in my world when someone makes a promise to extend their pinky as proof of the promise. It’s like taking an oath but you did this with the one you are close with.” Aurelia explained. “Ohh! then pinky promise!/pinky promise daddy!” The two troublemakers quickly extend their pinkies toward Zhu UWshang and shake them with their little pinky fingers.

​"Promise." ​He held out his little pinky finger. I hooked mine right through his, pulling our hands close between us. ​"Pinky promise," I whispered. "You cannot break a pinky promise. It's against the rules." ​"I know," he said, his small face set in stone. "That is why I will never break it." ​I believed him. I believed him with my whole heart, and I held onto that memory for years. I thought nothing could ever tear us apart.