Promise Me Not Book Novels & Stories

"Promise me you will never talk to him. No matter what." I immediately nodded. "I promise." But it was a promise I didn't know I wouldn't be able to keep.

she said simply. I stepped in front of the door. “You can’t just walk into this. You don’t know what he’s capable of.” “Move,” she said, her voice low. “I’m tired of secrets.” I reached out but stopped myself from grabbing her arm. “Please. Give me time. I’ll find out the truth. I promise.” “Promises don’t mean anything when they come too late,” she said. The words hit me like another blow. “Please,” I said again. “Don’t do this alone.”

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

I'd jumped up to give him a big hug, giggling in his ear: "Meeting you was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me." He'd hugged me back so tight I could barely breathe. "Meeting you was my blessing. I promise I'll make lots of money in the future and make you the happiest person alive!" Now I walked aimlessly through the snow, thinking how ridiculous those sweet memories and promises seemed. He had plenty of money now, but instead of keeping his promise, he'd transferred all that affection to his mistress.

- L Not a command. Not an expectation. Just information and support and the promise that I won’t have to do this alone. I text back: Okay. I’ll be ready. Three dots appear immediately, then disappear. Then appear again. Finally: Thank you for trusting me with this. I know I haven’t earned it yet. But I will. I promise. - L I stare at the message for a long moment before responding: Don’t make promises you might not be able to keep.

“Promise me you would.” “I promise,” I agreed and hung up before his next word. I adjusted on the couch, set to see the program. Wait. Did I just promise Veer? Damn. Now I have to do it or face the consequences of him ghosting me for a year. That was our pact. If any of us break a promise to each other, the other will ghost you for a full year. I can’t possibly survive without talking to Veer for a year. Nah!

“That's why you have to promise me one thing Alina” She studied me for a long moment. “What?” I asked. “When this goes live”, she said, pointing to the laptop. “You have to take a step backwards and not let yourself become collateral damage.” I smiled faintly. “I won't” She rolled her eyes. “Promise me.” So I nodded earnestly in response. “I promise”. “It's live”, she announced brightly as she hit click, while my stomach felt like it plunged into down a cliff without any warning. ~~~The Next Morning~~~

In an impatient tone, I said, "I'm just calling to tell you not to embarrass yourself at my family's home. My family will not be responsible if anything happens to you. I've called the cops. I'm just… giving you a heads-up. "Also, let's find time to finalize our divorce when you're free, alright?"

They did not often speak directly about the promise in year eight. It existed—Ernest had written it in the journal at the end of the fourth year, had returned to it at the end of the fifth, had noted its approach at the beginning of the sixth. Don knew about the journal entries; he read over Ernest's shoulder on the evenings when Ernest wrote at the study desk with the door open, which was the signal that the writing was not private. The entries about the promise were among those Don had read. He had not commented on them at the time. He had, on one occasion in the fifth year, said: "The promise does not require management. It will be what it is when it arrives."

“Make it three months. At most, four months. Nothing more.” "Yes. Of course, it is a book. And four months is fine. It is more than I need. We'll find a way out of it together. Promise me you'll give me a chance, and that you won't ask around to know the ways a human rejects a mate." I didn't know why I did that. But it felt as though I was being whispered to do that. So, I nodded. "I promise." "You do? You'll give me a chance. A promise is a sacred bond, Anisa. You can't go back on your words. There are going to be consequences when you try going back on your word."