Promise In Love Novels & Stories

He said and Lisa looked at him with a confused face “ What promise?? ” she asked “ To always trust each other no matter what ” he said bringing out his pinky promise finger “ No matter what happen, no matter what we hear about each other,or see,,let’s trust each other ” he said . . . To be continued ...

"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

His love spills over. "Promise me," he says. "I promise." "Promise me you'll never leave. Promise me you'll never give up on us. Promise me you'll always fight for us. Promise me you'll always choose us. Promise me you'll always come back. Promise me you'll always find me. Promise me you'll always love me." "I promise. I promise on everything. I promise on Noah. I promise on us. I promise on our future. I promise on our love. I promise on our life. I promise on our family."

A fortune-teller once told me that in the seventh year of my marriage, my husband would abandon me and fall in love with someone else. Back then, Mario Brasco, still young and hot-headed, kicked the fortune-teller's table over and snapped, "Nonsense! I would never do anything to betray Alessia." Years later, he became the Don whose name alone made others tremble. Yet to me, he was the man who loved me to the bone, who couldn't bear to see even a frown on my face.

I pull out the small box. ”Got it” I say, and Celine lowers her hips back down. ”Okay, I’m sorry, I’m suddenly so nervous” I chuckle and lick my lips. I inhale deeply and breathe out. ”Okay, I can do this... Celine, I have been infatuated with you for years. I hoped through all of High School that you would be my mate. And luckily, my dreams came true. I know we are still young; we have our whole lives ahead of us. But I want to make you a promise. I promise that you are my whole world; there’s nothing in this life that I want more than you. Celine, I love you. And with this promise ring, I want to make my intentions clear. Will you promise me a future with you?” I ask, my hands trembling as

“Ethan, please. Marriage isn’t just about love or history—it’s about commitment, dreams intertwined... families. You know I want all those things someday, but I need to be sure.” “Nothing is ever certain!” Ethan shot back, rising from his seat in agitation. “All we have is now—and right now, I’m here offering you my heart.” He paused, the rawness of his emotions slicing through him like icy shards. “You’re telling me that’s not enough?”

I was the simple-minded fool that General Adelaide Knight had pulled from a pile of corpses on the battlefield. The poison had been too severe. I survived, but my mind never fully recovered. When people hit me or cursed at me, all I ever did was stare blankly and smile. Adelaide took pity on me. She brought me into her home and refused to let anyone mistreat me. She once said, "Reed may be a fool, but he's my whole life." And like a fool, I believed her. For five years, I followed her everywhere like a shadow. Then Fabian Ortega returned to the capital. He looked so much like me that we could almost have been brothers. He'd been poisoned, and none of the doctors knew how to save him. Hi

she said. I refused her coldly. "You don't need to worry about me, Ms. Black." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end. Clara sounded slightly annoyed, yet she still spoke patiently. "Sebastian, can't you try to understand me? I've just found my true love. "Besides, instead of starting a small company, why don't you stay at Black Group? The southern district acquisition you were handling before—" I hung up immediately. As expected, she only remembered my usefulness when she needed me.

Bruno looked as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, his lips curling into a dismissive smirk. "Liliana, if you can come up with the hundred million dollars you owe this family, I'll sign the papers right now. Otherwise, stop making a scene." I didn't argue, and just dialed an encrypted number. "I accept the terms we discussed." A lazy laugh echoed from the other end of the line. "A hundred million? Merely the cost of a port, nothing more. I can have it for you anytime, my princess." ... "But are you sure you want to bind yourself to me? All for a man who betrayed you?"

"I'll prove my love to you, Christopher. If you're happy with something I do, give me a star. When you fill up a whole mason jar with paper stars, you'll be the one to propose to me." He held the jar and cried tears of joy like a child who'd gotten the best birthday present of his life. He wouldn't stop making promises, both to me and himself.