Promise Me No Promises Novels & Stories

Don't let a kid's promise hold you back. I kept silent as Allie's soft words slowly sunk in. I didn't want to admit it, but she was right. I was just afraid to let go of the one thing that I'd been holding on as a hope that he'd come for me. I feared that if I let go of this promise, there would be no ties between us, every moment we spent would be vanished in thin air, like it never happened in the first place.

" I don't have any plans, I knew that mom... I mean Mrs Shekhawat will not be able to survive alone in London where she has memories. So I did what I thought was right. I never told hervtonlkeace but I want some time to.....till then how can I leave her alone hmm " " Ooh! so you are still thinking about the promise." " No...... you were right that day, the promise is just a word, but in relationships, we don't have to promise others to fulfil the responsibility. In the family we have to accept the responsibilities to love and care for each other, being there in hard times to support each other. It's not compulsory to entangle yourself in a promise, as there are many unknown promises in your

He was not sure what he wanted from her. He was obviously excited by her fear, yet bothered by it. “Who marries just because of a childhood promise. Why is mine coming to hunt? I also promised to give my childhood neighbor four children, is he also going to pop out?” she blurted and his cold gaze swept over her. “Your mouth is really quick, isn’t it? It moves before your brain can keep up,” he said. “I’m sorry,” she lowered her head. “I won’t kill you? At least not to keep my secret,” he said in frustration.

Shining with an emotion I couldn’t name. Then he reached for my hand. Pressed a kiss against my knuckles. And finally said, “I promise.” I wanted to believe him. God help me, I wanted to. But something deep inside me whispered that promises were only as strong as the people making them. And for the first time in seven years… I wasn’t sure Damian believed his own. Hours later, Elena and Noah slept peacefully. But Damian remained awake. Sitting alone in the darkness. His phone illuminated his face. A single message glowed on the screen.

That is a promise. Much love as always, Celice

Pinky promise. Byee.

he said while disconnecting the call. "Swara, I know after this you would hate me more but I have no other ways left to keep you with me. I recorded the video when I kissed you. I knew your gold digger step mother would definitely throw you out of your house after watching that video. And then you will have no other option left. You will come to me. I am the one who broke you and I will be the one to fix you," Sanskar said to himself. ♡♡♡

“Just promise me one thing, Trey.” Trey frowned at his old friend. “I’m not a big fan of making promises, promises that I might end up not keeping. What is it?” “This one’s not an impossible promise,” Sebastian laughed. “I promise.” Trey who was not seeing the joke in any of what was going on, frowned again and turned to face Sebastian. “Do not make me promise what you know I can not do,” he said. “I would happily break the promise.” “You can do this,” Sebastian smiled back at him.

"Now it's your turn, babe!" Briana sighed. She hates making promises to anyone because promises are meant to be broken, but for his sake, she has to oblige him. He was looking distraught right now—like a blind man drifting in the open sea with no help in sight. "Okay. I promise you that I will never enter into a relationship with anyone in the next five years."

I didn’t feel the urge to fill the space with noise or distraction. The promise didn’t demand attention. It just held. Later, lying in bed, I thought about how many promises I’d seen broken not because people lied, but because they’d been made from fear. From hope disguised as certainty. From a desire to lock something down before it could slip away. This wasn’t that. This promise didn’t try to secure the future. It honored the present. I wasn’t promising forever. I wasn’t promising perfection. I was promising not to abandon myself while something good was happening.