Promise Ring Letter For Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Promise me we’ll protect each other?” Dmitri gently pulled away from me, grinning at me as he pulled a small box from his pocket. “I promise, Angel, to protect you with my life. Now,” he quickly said as he saw my shocked expression, “before you panic, this is not an engagement ring, not yet. This is a promise ring. I promise to love you, I promise to love Zanier, I promise to protect you with my very being. Will you accept this?”

His phone buzzed. Lawyer: *Trial confirmed. 48 hours.* He silenced it. "Later," he said. We ate cold pizza. Watched bad TV. Held hands. At midnight, he whispered, "Thank you." "For what?" "For making me want to fight for something." I kissed him. "No contract," I said. "No contract," he said. Just us. --- Next morning. Letter under the door. Not from the board. Handwritten. *We have a witness. They can prove the emails are fake.

Remington's expression turned solemn. "I'm not here to propose marriage, not yet. But I am here to promise you that no matter what the future holds, I will always love you. I promise to be your biggest supporter, your greatest confidant, and to never take you for granted. I promise to be true to you and to our love." She opened the box, revealing a delicate ring. "I hope this symbolizes the strength of our bond. I look forward to facing the world with you, hand in hand. With love, always."

Gosh, this is going to sound cheesy. “But when I met you, my life started to have colors. You were like my splash of rainbow, you made me wish for a brighter tomorrow. You make me feel happy, safe, cared for, and loved. I never imagined having someone like you, someone so kind, smart, and brave, in my life. And so, I would like to ask if you could spend forever with me,” I took out the ring from my pocket and knelt in front of her. She gasped and covered her mouth, her eyes starting to water. My hands finally stopped trembling as I raised the ring in front of us. “Princess Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, will you-“ “Yes!”

She nervously said, "Nathan, I came in a bit of a rush, so I just bought you—" She was about to say "a wallet" but stopped abruptly when Nathan pulled out not a wallet, but a letter. Wendy froze. "Nathan, the pretty lady wrote you a letter? Come on, read it out loud for us!" someone urged. Nathan held up the letter and read it out loud. "Nathan, today's your birthday, and I wanted to give you a special gift. Honestly, from the moment I saw you, I've fallen for you. I promise to be your girlfriend. Let's make this official."

“Hmmm, incentive with a challenge. The offer still stands IF you write the letter, but we’ll see if you’re not tearing my clothes off by the time your letter is done.” “You realize I win either way, right?” I growl at her. “You realize I do too, right?” she asks, biting her lip. I growl softly, before tearing my eyes away and trying hard to focus on Wendy’s letter instead of Cyra’s foot rubbing against me. I can feel Wendy's excitement much more in this letter. ‘OH MY GODDESS, YORRIE! YOU FOUND YOUR MATE!

"From: Cora Lopez To: Val: c/o Compu-Cupid Hi Val, thanks for your nice note. You sound great, but I'm sorry to say that I'm not in the market for romance right now. I didn't even set this up - I think my friend did as a joke. Thanks for the offer of coffee, and please don't take this personally. They never even sent me your profile. Sincerely, Cora"

June gives me a look to ask for my agreement and I nod my head. -Perfect ! I will contact you to let you know. We have a lot to talk about, I’m really looking forward to it. And she leaves as she came. Like a tornado -Say, your girlfriend is energetic. I say smiling -You have no idea. -we're going to get a coffee, I really need it. - Sorry my darling but I can't I have to go back to the office I have a last minute emergency. she says looking at the message she just received. But I promise we'll have dinner tomorrow night

“But I’m learning that mattered doesn’t always mean central.” She leans her head against my shoulder. “You were never supposed to be the spine of the world.” “No,” I agree. “Just one of its joints.” She laughs softly. “That’s the least romantic metaphor you’ve ever used.” “I married a woman who dismantled destiny,” I reply. “Romance adapted.” The letter arrives two days later. Not sealed. Not urgent. Handwritten, ink smudged in places where the writer paused too long. It’s from the valley.

Stan complained as I laughed and headed to my room to read the letter privately. “You sent me flowers.” I stated on the phone call with Leo. “It’s been almost a week and I haven’t gotten a reply so I –“ “Yes” I interrupted as I giggled. “What?” “My answer is yes, I’ll give you another chance” i stated. "Your letter was pretty convincing " I added “Oh. Oh. Thank you. You won’t be disappointed” he answered as I smiled from the excitement in his voice. “I hope so” “I’ll make reservations for dinner in Crescendo”