Novel & Cerita Promises Box

He explained and they listened attentively. “What forbidden promise do you guys have?” Adrian asked. Amana was not able to use her promise and was not able to determine what kind of promise they have. “I have the strengthening promise and my husband has the killing promise where he can kill someone else’s promise and I can make someone else’s promise stronger.” Caselyn stated. They asked them questions and found out things that the academy is hiding. They also found out that outsiders used to be promise users but they can't remember anything about promises because of the poison that was planted inside of them by the higher ups.

She looked so serious, and my precious rice was getting cold. “I promise.” Coco hurried beside me and placed the box on the table, opening it. I couldn’t believe myself when I saw what she had made me promise to return to her. “You want me to promise to return this to you?” I asked in disbelief. “Yes, I do,” Coco replied with all seriousness. Was this woman mad? I stared into the opened box and stared back at her. The whole thing was so funny. What was going on in this woman’s head for God’s sake?

“You not baby. It’s okay. I understand with the way I was acting, how you couldn’t think otherwise. It’s okay. I do however have one more thing for you.” “What’s that?” He reaches in the basket and pulls out a small little box and when I put my hand to my lips, he gets a little smirk on his lips too. “Don’t worry baby, it’s nothing to serious yet. It’s just a promise ring, it’s a symbol of a promise to make you my wife one day. I love you Chelsea, what do you say? You promise to be my wife one day?” “Yes Jeremy! Yes, I promise, marry you one day and I promise to love you always.”

"It's not what you think. I'm not proposing. Not yet. Not until you ask me to. But this." He lifted the top on the box. Inside was a silver ring, simple but elegant. No diamond. No lace. Just a band with her initials on the inside. "This is a promise. Not of marriage. Not of forever. But of work. Of integrity. Of showing up for you each day. You don't have to wear it. You don't even have to take it. I just wanted you to know I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

“Here, wrap your pinky around mine. “Maddie instructs. “That’s it. And now we shake.“ “What is this for exactly?“ “The idea is that if you break the promise, you break your pinky.“ Maddie informs me. “Hence, pinky promise.” It breaks? I look up at her at the violent idea. It’s surprising to hear. “Does it? “ I’m not even questioning how it does- maybe magic? “I’ve never broken a promise, and my pinky’s still okay. So probably. “Maddie smiles. “Here, “Maddie holds her finger with mine, and we shake. “Now it’s a promise. I will do all I can to get you away from that dreadful Mykhol. “

Soraya must’ve noticed because she turned to me, lifting her head curiously. I swallowed, then opened the box. Inside was a small diamond ring that caught the light of the fireworks. Her eyes widened instantly. “I got this for you,” I said quietly. “It’s a promise ring. I promise that I’ll always love you. That no matter what we’re going through, we’ll go through it together.” She looked at me with widened eyes. “I know to humans it might look like an engagement ring, but this… this is just a promise. When you’re ready, after college maybe…We’ll do the whole human marriage thing properly. If you want.”

"You still have time to play your cards right," Greed had told her two weeks earlier with a firmness that sounded more like an order as he placed the contract in front of her. Lizzy held Greed's shrewd gaze and breathed deeply, looking worried. "It's a tempting offer, sir, I admit. But I also know that in your world, things can turn dangerous quickly. That's why I need assurances that I'll be safe and won't be dragged into bigger problems in the future," Lizzy replied with suspicion. "If I can have that, then maybe we can have a deal."

Because Marie had to leave at that time, and in order to conclude their talk and her beautiful bond with Jean, Marie requested, “Jean, promise me that when we both grow up and get a job, we will meet each other. Promise me that you will stay in touch with me; you have my email and my phone number as well. Promise me that you will keep our friendship a secret, and you will not let any other girl become your best friend.” With a very heavy voice and a little positivity in her mind with the hope of meeting her first love again in life after a couple of years, Jean replied, “Pinky Promise!”

You’ll never be less than anyone else’s child. "Mrs. Foster, it’s time for your medicine." The housekeeper stepped in with a glass of water. I waved her away, suddenly finding the pills repulsive. Adrian had always told me these were specially formulated supplements, tailored to my body by experts. He’d insisted that if I kept taking them, my health would improve and my chances of conceiving would grow. I picked up one of the tablets, studying it closely. On the side, faint letters were etched into the coating.

Burying my face in my arm, I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. “Let me help. Let me do something…please…” I shook my head. “Lo único que puedes hacer por mí es dejarme ir.” [The only thing you can do for me is to let me go.] His hand froze on my back, and I could feel it clench slightly. “No sé si puedo prometer eso.” [I don’t know if I can promise that.] Smiling and chuckling this time, I lifted my head up and looked back at the dancers twirling to the music.“No cumples las promesas de todos modos.” [You don’t keep promises anyways.]