Novel & Cerita Promise In Fire Book

By the time I woke up, three billion dollars had already been deposited into my bank account. With the money in hand, I immediately booked the most luxurious private club in Glenford. I got a haircut and indulged in a full-body spa. The haggard man with graying temples in the mirror was gone, replaced by a young man with striking red hair and sharp eyes. I had just finished changing when my close friend, Frank Roth, called me. "Sebastian! What happened between you and Clara? Are you out of your mind? The whole world has gone crazy!" he shouted the moment the call connected.

Under the streetlight stood a tall man, snow collecting in his dark hair. I blinked, hardly believing what I saw. I murmured, "Christopher?" Christopher Joyner turned toward me, his face lighting up despite the freezing air. His nose was red from the cold, and in his hands was a bouquet. He smiled as he walked toward me. "Didn't you say you wanted to see the first snow with the person you love most?" My chest tightened. He had been working late just last night, yet because of one offhand comment I had made, he caught a red-eye flight just to see me.

Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable. So breaking me was your intention? W-What? Nothing. Stop talking to me, your opinion doesn't matter. I then stand up taking the paper from the guy on my left. The paper that's filled with nothing but a memory that I loathed the most. Crumpled it and threw it on the bin as made my way out. Inevitable my ass, no matter wat you said I will never believe any promises anymore. I loath that word and I hate you Yukii.

She smiled. “What’s your promise?” Eileen asked. She gulped and smiled at her. “We both have forbidden promises. Do you know anything about them?” Tony asked. Eileen shook her head, she can’t tell them what she knows about Luke. “There were two types of forbidden promises: the killing promise and the strengthening promise. Forbidden promises are different from ordinary promises. Forbidden promises are a rare type of magic, you can only have a forbidden promise if it’s running to your blood. One of the forbidden promises, which is the strengthening promise, is running in our blood.” She explained.

“The Flamecarriers are leaving tomorrow.” “I know,” she said, coming to stand beside him. “They asked me to write them a code,” he added. “Not a rulebook. Just a promise.” Serena tilted her head. “What did you write?” He handed her the paper. “We do not burn to destroy. We burn to remember. And where there is memory—there is light.” She read it once. Twice. Then folded it and tucked it against her chest. “It’s perfect.” A Dream of Fire

I just stood there, looking at the growing fire which had turned almost everything into ash, burning every moment with her. It was my promise to you that I would make you cry with every breath you take, little thing And I never break a promise.

Scene 1 "Video? Whose video?" Swara asked, gulping her fear. "Let me show you the video," Sanskar said, forwarding his phone. With shaking hands, Swara forwarded her hands to take the phone. All this while, she was just praying to God to save her from the lion's den. It was just not a video. It was Swara's life. "How is this video? Nice nah? Do you want the whole world to see it?" Sanskar asked.

The actual end. (I promise.)

We couldn't waste time so I asked a few of the alphas to go further in and start the fire whilst I placed a few more alphas in different spots to help burn it all down. Here is the link to my facebook fan page https://www.facebook.com/rishanovel/

"Can you read any of it?" "Some." He turned another page, and another, and then stopped, his breath catching audibly in the quiet library. "Here. This survived." Sera looked where he pointed, and even in the dim light, even with half the page scorched black and unreadable, one line remained clear, ink dark and certain against the ruin around it. The old fire does not burn the world. It burns the lies. "What does that mean?" Sera's voice had dropped to barely more than breath. "The old fire, that's what you called mine before, isn't it? The Founder's fire?"