Promise Vows Novels & Stories

Terms and conditions Sharp and emotionless the contract on the table was immaculately written in black ink on white paper. The difference between Sophia and being saved or disaster was a few signatures. Just as he did in every boardroom, Adrian kept a close eye on her. As composed as ever he stated It's all standard. “We tie the knot. We pretend to be married. And we leave without any problems after a year. “ When Sophia saw the contract her eyes remained fixed. “And what happens if one of us violates the rules?”

“I won’t kneel. I don’t do vows. But I will promise.” “Go on, then,” she said warily. He turned back to the crowd. “I promise to defend this pact with tooth and claw. I promise that if even one wolf under my banner harms a witch, I will make it right. I will end it.” He looked down at Anna. “And I promise to be hers. In blood. In breath. In battle. In peace.” Anna’s voice trembled as she reached for his hand. “And I promise to hold this fragile thing we’re building like a sacred flame. I won’t let it go out.”

After the seventy-eighth time my husband's mistress sent me photos of the two of them together, I posted every one of them online. The girl cried until her face was ruined, screaming that she had no way to go on living. A second later, Nathan's call came through. "Take it down." I didn't. Ten minutes after that, every social account I owned was logged into from somewhere else in the country. Posts deleted. Accounts closed. The trending topic pulled. Start to finish, it took Nathan less than ten minutes. Three days later he came to me with divorce papers and said, gently, "It's only a trick to keep her quiet. Be good. Play along." I nodded and signed. After he left, I changed my pren

My heart swells as Cassian looks at me, his eyes revealing layers of love and loyalty. “Reyna,” Cassian says, his voice carrying the soft undertones of vulnerability. “I vow to cherish every moment we have, to celebrate not just our highs but our lows, because it means we’re going through life together. I promise to put us above all else, to strive for a love that will stand the test of time. I promise to make every laugh a little louder and every burden a little lighter. This is my solemn vow to you, bound by the Moon Goddess herself.”

“And you look like someone who’s finally learning how to be on time.” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “I was early. Okay?.” “Because Isla threatened you.” The crowd chuckled, but then the officiant’s voice rose, gentle and soft and the silence fell. The vows were simple with no over-polished promises, no poetic lines rehearsed in mirrors. Just the truth and their love for each other. “I don’t promise perfection,” Kian said, voice deep and sincere, “but I promise to never stop choosing you even when we fight, even when we’re stubborn, even when life tries to pull us apart.”

And I- 'That's so bitter Craig, not all people were the same.' The guy beside me stated with a cheeky smile flustered on his face. My palms instantly fisted at the sight of him. Yukii, stop that. 'Nahh, what for? I'm right anyway, it's not like everyone is the same right? Besides, there are two types of promises. The real and meant one and the real but must be broken one. Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable.'

A few trolls continued to fan the flames by claiming that I was fabricating everything. Jane sent me a link to a live stream. "Rhiannon is live right now. She's going on about how she supported you through thick and thin, only to be abandoned now that you've made it big." I stayed calm, refusing to fall into the trap of constantly defending myself in desperation. I knew what I should focus on. Rhiannon wore her wedding dress in the live stream. She spoke emotionally as she churned out sob story after sob story. "I lived with him in a damp basement when his business failed, and I never thought of leaving him," she said tearfully. "This is the wedding dress he ordered for me. We were supposed

Abeer asked cheekily " You idiot why did you do this? can't you wait for tomorrow haan? Badi maa, mom,buaji what will they think about us? How will I face them tomorrow,abeer what have you done? ' Sorry love and we are husband and wife and how does it matter to us what they will think .? See what I brought for you " Abeer slides a beautiful ring on her forefinger. "See how it is" "beautiful .. ooh I forgot I also brought something for you. But think it's in mom"s room ." "It is better if you don't have it now, as I dont need any gift from you tonight but I want a promise adhya " " PROMISE"

She smiled. “What’s your promise?” Eileen asked. She gulped and smiled at her. “We both have forbidden promises. Do you know anything about them?” Tony asked. Eileen shook her head, she can’t tell them what she knows about Luke. “There were two types of forbidden promises: the killing promise and the strengthening promise. Forbidden promises are different from ordinary promises. Forbidden promises are a rare type of magic, you can only have a forbidden promise if it’s running to your blood. One of the forbidden promises, which is the strengthening promise, is running in our blood.” She explained.

, he replied. Rosy clenched the documents in her hand and suddenly felt the urge to throw them in his face. He was truly a scoundrel. “Mr Johnson…”. “Rosy, I don't accept verbal promises. I won't give you another chance to deceive me, a woman who is unreliable with her words. Either come here and lock the door if you want to do it, or leave if you don't.”. Stephen interrupted. Rosy was infuriated. When had she been unreliable with her words? When had she deceived him? She didn't argue. She didn't want to share her husband with other women. Rosy turned and walked away. As she opened the door, Stephen's cold voice came from behind.