Promise To Love Her Novels & Stories

I felt a compelling urge to repeat our promises, to convince her and myself that I would never look back at another woman. "Cissy," I moaned into her hair as I held her even tighter to prevent her from letting go and focusing her eyes on my face. "I love you, mate. Once again, I promise you absolute loyalty, there will be no one else but you to stand beside me and share my life."

I sent it to him, who responded immediately, He went ahead and told me how he was going to travel to his grandmother's place since his mom wanted him to, "I need you to promise me, Antonio, that you'd love no other girl but me, I'd fight for you and fight till I prevail, but until then, you have to be committed to me and love no other lady, do you?" I sent it to him and almost immediately his response came, "I promise you."

“I love you.” It’s more of a promise than anything else. A promise to wait for him, like always, and forgive him when the time came. To keep loving him always and forever, even the worst versions of him. And most importantly, a promise to keep on choosing him, even when she felt like she couldn’t. Even when she had to walk away first to do it. “I’ll see you later, okay?” He wanted to say no. That wasn’t okay. Nothing about this was okay.

About being terrified of becoming him. *I love you. I've loved you for longer than I want to admit.* The words hit like a fist. She'd wanted to hear them for so long. Years. And now here they were. Written in messy ink on cheap paper. More real than any text. Any phone call. Any whispered confession in the dark. *I can't promise I won't mess up. I probably will. But I can promise I won't run.* She read that line three times. Four. Trying to believe it. Wanting to believe it.

But the past whispered doubts. Then he said something. "I will love you till my last breath. This is a promise from me." The words came as a vow, and it broke something inside her.Tears mixed with the water on her face. "Dreston..." She couldn't hold back anymore.

She was that beautiful and Vincent feels like the luckiest man for being able to see how lovely Celestine is with her hair messed up, her lips dry and a bit pale, and her eyes wearing nothing but distinct contentment in them. "I have so many plans; for myself, for the both of us, and my associates. Now, I want you to promise me." "What should I promise?" she asked with eyes staring back at him. "No matter what happens, don't leave me. Just don't. Give me time and I'll fix everything—all of my mess. There are times when I would be difficult to handle because I don't trust myself every time I'm mad. But know that I will always love you."

I placed my hand around her shoulder. "I love you." She replied, smiling brightly. “Promise me that no matter what you will always love me." She rested her head against my chest. "Promise me." I wrapped my arms around her and Mayan. I rubbed her back gently. “I plan to spend a million more years with you, sweetheart. Till death do us apart.” I pecked on her forehead. "Promise. I intend to keep all the promises I made till now to you. You're my everything. Forever is the time I plan to spend with you."

“Same things, I guess.” “You will have them. I promise.” Another promise to her. Another one I didn’t know I could keep. But I would try . I would try every day up until my last breath to give her what she wanted. A life. Simple, peaceful, beautiful. Like her. It was in that moment I realized I loved her. Somewhere, somehow, I had fallen in love with her.

But he was still entranced and fascinated by what he was seeing now. "I believe you. The truth is written clearly on your eyes" she said softly, snapping him back to reality. "The...thanks. I love you. You know that right?" He murmured suddenly still looking into her eyes. He couldn't stop anyway, they held him in place. She smiled at him. "Off course I do, and I love you too, more than you can imagine. But please promise me one thing" she looked deeply into his eyes. "Anything, I will do it for you." He promised. She wrapped her around him and placed her head under his chin.

Was she happy that I did not want to involve myself in the Pack's politics or what? She smiled at me and patted me cheerfully on my back. "My love, I'm glad you came to me with this. I promise now that I'll be open to you. Whatever you need." She chuckled. "But I want you to promise me something." She said, her voice low. I felt my stomach rumbling as I pondered on her next words. This promise should better be something I'll be able to keep. She knows too well that I'm not good at keeping promises.