Promises And Pomegranates Novels & Stories

“Can you promise me something?” “Anything.” “Can you promise me that you’ll call me so I can see Siena’s face every morning and every evening?” I requested. I trusted Christian to take care of Siena because he was a good dad. I did not question his abilities as a parent, but I could only enjoy my day if I knew Siena was fine. “I will,” Christian promised. “You’re not going away for a week, so I think you should relax—but I promise you, I will.”

He will heal your wounds with his love and care. The future ahead of you is dangerous, my child, but always remember that with your “Promise Mate” beside you, both of you shall conquer your enemies. I don't know if you will remember this when you grow up, but never let what will happen today ruin your life, child. You have a bigger responsibility ahead. But you can never accomplish it without your “Promise Mate." The Oracle spoke gently to Theo, who kept nodding his head as if he understood what the old woman was saying

She was wearing a miniskirt, her slender thighs exposed in the air, her collar cut down to her chest, a sympathetic look on her face as Brandon put his arm around her shoulders. “Brandon, would you like some grapes?” said Jane, who is the girl sitting next to Brandon. Jane’s voice is really so sweet. “No, it’s sour!” Brandon pushed away the purple grape in Jane’s hand, a disgusted look on his face. “Then eat something else. What kind of fruit do you like?” Jane leaned against Brandon’s chest, glancing at him tenderly. Brandon didn’t have time to answer. Jack, sitting to the right of Jane, laughed haha. His tone faltered.

Alex looked at her and saw a kind of fire in her eyes, he knew that there was no turning back now. Jonathan stood gazing at the spot he had first tried to propose to Liza and what a horrible try it had been. Now the spot looked beautiful, as fairy lights hung on the tree lighting the space up. A small white table sat under the tree. It was covered with a white table cloth. A single rose stood in the clear glass vase which was placed in the middle of the table. He had brought Liza's favorite pizza. Jonathan prayed for Liza to like it. He hoped that Liza had read his letter and had decided to give him a second chance.

“Let’s promise each other that we will use the uprising to stop your marriage and make ours possible. And if the uprising doesn’t work out, we’ll promise each other today that we’d rather die together than marry someone other than each other.” “I promise.” I said holding out my pinkie. He suddenly left my hair to fall over my shoulders. “I promise too.” He said and crossed his fingers before me. We laughed. “What’s this?” He asked me. “I don’t know, I think this is how we promise where I come from.” “Okay, let’s do it your way.” He said holding out his pinkie too. “So just like this?” I hooked my pinkie with his and we smiled. “It’s a promise then.” He said smiling down at me.

Bea was quit since they reached the garden. “You know, this is the Pangako Garden,” Bea said out of nowhere. Eura turned her gaze to Bea, the woman was looking to somewhere. ‘Pangako’ is a Filipino word means promise. Therefore, Pangako Garden is also called Garden of Promises. “They said that if a couple makes promises here in the garden, it will never be broken. Those promise will come true.” “Wow! That’s sounds nice!”

She picked a cherry blossom and started plucking out the leaves. " I promised them in the morning that I will be the one to pick them up from school today. They must be downhearted and angry waiting so long and still not seeing me. I just broke a promise I made to them " Lena chuckled painfully. " Will they hate me now for making two promises and not fulfilling any? "

Just skin and salt and the promise that some things could stay sacred. Morning came grey and final. She packed the car while he stood on the rocks pretending he wasn’t shaking. When she hugged him goodbye, she slipped the smallest pomegranate they’d saved into his palm. Still unopened. Still perfect. “Keep it until December,” she said. He closed his fist around it like a heart. She drove south. He watched the car disappear, then climbed back to the lantern room and sat beneath their carving until the fruit in his hand went soft and started to bleed through his fingers.

The long red dress with the plunging neckline that Greed had provided accentuated her natural beauty, draping over her figure as if it had been designed just for her. As she looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. She was scared, but for the first time in a long while, she felt confident. Although she was aware that her relationship with Greed was based on a contract, she couldn't help but feel grateful, and in a somewhat ironic way, he was her lifeline. The person she trusted the least, the person who didn't want her in his mansion, was the one who had given her and her child an opportunity.

"Who knows whether you can still give my son children? How about this? As for the 80,000 we agreed to give as wedding money, we will pay it after you marry into our family and give birth to a son." I looked quietly at her sharp, cruel face. Suddenly, I remembered the winter before, when she had slipped, broken her leg, and needed a rare mountain herb to recover. I had climbed the cliffs in a snowstorm and searched for an entire day and night before I finally found it. Back then, she had held my frostbitten hands with tears in her eyes. "Julia, when you marry into our family, I will treat you like my own daughter." I had believed her.