Promesas De Dios Novels & Stories

"We stood the same, looked the same, made the same promises. The first promise stands for love, we promised to love each other unconditionally. The second one stands for trust, we promised to trust each other at any cost. The third one stands for honesty, we promised to be honest with each other. The fourth one stands for purity, we promised to be for no one but each other. The fifth one stands for happiness, we promised to be each other's happiness. The sixth one stands for unity, we promised to live as one soul. The seventh one stands for eternity, we promised to live together and die together." A weird silence consumed both of us, and after a while, I felt the urge to question. "What happ

I smiled when his hand went to my stomach, caressing it with pride and admiration that there was life growing. “I promised I would destroy the world for you. And I am. Anything to keep my fire.” Damiano whispered, still looking at my stomach, feeling enchanted by it before he looked at me with a beautiful smile on his lips. He did promise me, and not once had he failed to keep his promise. After all, Damiano was a man of his word. He was my villain, and… “My Devil.” I whispered with a soft smile, and a mischievous look appeared on his face.

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.]

He scoffed, clenching and unclenching his fists in fury. "I'll pay it back. I swear." I promised, making sure he could see the honesty in my eyes. "I'm willing to pay interest as well. Help me out, just this once." He paused, studying my expression for a moment. Just when I hoped, he would cave in, he scoffed again. "Fuck off." He snapped, going back to sit in his armchair and diving into his work again. "Elijah, please." I tried again. "It's for my daughter's surgery. You hate me, I get it but she's innocent in all this. Please, don't punish her because of me."

" PROMISE" "Yes a sincere promise, if you love me then you will keep this promise forever .are you ready to give me that ". Adhya was perplexed as she doesn't know what he is going to ask, she nodded yes. "Adhya I love you the most, from all my heart and my soul. You were, you are and you will be the only love for me. But ..." Adhya was nervous now listening to but ... so she asked in scared tone " " " but what abeer?"

Ilang gabi na rin itong pilit natutulog sa silid ni Mahalia. “You have to be strong. I will watch over you from heaven. ‘Wag kang magagalit sa Diyos dahil kinuha niya ako ng maaga. Lagi mong tandaan, masama o mabuti man ang nangyayari sa iyo, kahit hindi mo maintindihan, for as long as you believe in God, all things are happening for your best. Para sa kabutihan mo ang lahat. Promise, promise me you will be strong.”

I shut the door and opened the note. There was no greeting. No signature. Just four simple words in the same elegant handwriting: “You have a surprise coming.” My chest tightened. Surprise? I read it twice, heart thudding. My phone buzzed in my blazer pocket and I pulled it out, half-expecting some cryptic text from Dominus himself. But it was worse. Father: Come home. We need to talk. Urgent. I stared at the message. Cold. Curt. No hello. No “how are you.” Typical.

I don't know if it was a dream or it did happen really when I felt a another wave of tingles run through me as a pair of lips touched my forehead and I heard a soft whisper. "I promise you won't ever cry again, my Eve. I've finally found you and I'll never let you go. Whatever the reason behind your tears are, I'll make sure to find out and this will be the last time they fall from your beautiful eyes. I'll keep my promise I made to you all those years ago. Sweet dreams, my Minnie."

After the seventy-eighth time my husband's mistress sent me photos of the two of them together, I posted every one of them online. The girl cried until her face was ruined, screaming that she had no way to go on living. A second later, Nathan's call came through. "Take it down." I didn't. Ten minutes after that, every social account I owned was logged into from somewhere else in the country. Posts deleted. Accounts closed. The trending topic pulled. Start to finish, it took Nathan less than ten minutes. Three days later he came to me with divorce papers and said, gently, "It's only a trick to keep her quiet. Be good. Play along." I nodded and signed. After he left, I changed my pren

“What are you talking about?” “What do you guys know about the 3 prophets of the goddess?” Anna went on to ask, ignoring Joseph’s question. “I know you’re one of them,” Joseph surprised me by answering. “The three prophets of the goddess?” I asked, raising my brows at them. “What does that mean? The Goddess has three personal prophets?” Anna nodded. “The prophet of death,” she explained. “This prophet sees only death and destruction. Once the prophet of death has a vision, there’s no changing the outcome. It’s set in stone. Fate.”