Pinky Swears Novels & Stories

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!”

"You promise?" Uwyn asked again. "I promise, Uwyn." Eldon nodded his head and as time went by, he was regaining the use of his faculties as it was becoming easier for him to talk normally. "Pinky swear!" Uwyn replied and raised her pinky finger up towards her father. "Pinky swear?" Eldon was lost for words but copied the unfamiliar words and repeated it on his own. "Pinky swear is the most sacred of oaths, father. Let me show you how it's done." Uwyn started.

Ruby offered her pinky to him with a warm and gentle smile. "What's that? What am I supposed to do to it?" he asked, raising a brow at the gesture. "It's a pinky swear. You wrap your finger with mine then we swear to be friends forever. It may look childish and corny but it means that our words are sincere and our promise is eternal." Ruby explained as pink dusted her cheeks. Aurelius' eyes filled with wonder and they sparkled with light due to the information. He happily wrapped his pinky with hers and looked at her with a childish smile.

“As long as you don’t put toys in customer’s food, okay?” “Promise!” he said, holding out his pinky. We locked it. Pinky swear.

“Maya used to teach music. That was her thing before Thomas.” He gave me a small nod, his attention lingering on the piano. “I like guitar,” Dissy chimed in, refusing to be overshadowed. “Do you play guitar?” Julian chuckled. “Yeah. I’ve got one at home.” Her grin spread from ear to ear. “Me too! Mine’s pink. Auntie Isla bought it for my birthday.” I couldn’t help my smile. “She’s Taylor Swift in the making.” “I want to see Jecelin on piano and Dissy on guitar,” Julian said warmly, and just like that, the girls promised an after-dinner concert.

I straighten up on the edge of my bed and moved closer towards him. “Ty? What’s wrong?” “Swear you won’t tell anyone?” “Have I told anyone about when…” I didn’t even get a chance to finish when his head snapped up and if looks could kill I would be a pile of ash on the floor right now. I throw my hands up in surrender. “Ok ok. I swear. Want me to pinkie promise?” I ask as I hold my pinkie out. Tyler and me were always close and pinkie promises were our thing and they were sacred. Tyler looked at my pinkie and then wrapped his around it and I swore that this conversation would be kept within these 4 walls.

Like my body has memorized her shape and refuses to forget it. “I don’t want you to disappear on me,” she murmurs into my shoulder. “I won’t,” I say immediately. “But I won’t pretend this will be effortless either.” She pulls back just enough to look at me. “Promise me one thing,” she says. “Anything that isn’t dishonest,” I reply. She smiles faintly. “If this stops working… don’t let it rot. Say something.” My chest tightens. “I promise,” I say. “And you do the same.”

“I’ll talk to him about everything. I promise.” “You will?” she asked hopefully, unable to believe that he would. “I cross my heart.” He promised. “Pinky swear?” At this point, Lemuel was starting to feel like she was his kid sister. It was a pleasant feeling. He let out an amused chuckle. Then with a smile, he shot out his pinky finger towards hers and she eagerly did the same. “Pinky swear.” He consented and they joined their pinky fingers together before withdrawing their hands.

I said quietly, and she gave me a funny look. "You're thinking about it." She said knowingly. I shook my head, trying to play it cool. "I was caught up in the moment, it didn't mean anything. I promise, it will never happen again." She stuck her pinky out towards me. I studied her face as she waited for me to pinky swear. I nodded my head softly and linked our fingers. "Okay, as long as you swear." I said, and released her grip.

he says, holding her shoulders. She sniffs. "Swears?" she asks as she shows him her pinky swear fingers. " use your pinky to hold my pinky or else I'm going to die of depression and betrays." she started crying again. Nicolo was just feeling bad as he stares deep into her eyes.