Promises Box Novels & Stories

Only warning. And worse… Something that sounded suspiciously like promise.

"First of all, I despise such acts. I strongly condemn anyone involved in them. Next, I'll give you an answer you'll find satisfactory." I pressed play. The screen behind me flickered to life, revealing a familiar office and an even more familiar voice. "Don Brasco, won't it be too—" "Cut the nonsense," Mario's voice interrupted. "It's the fastest way to get results. I don't care how you do it—just make sure the drug is ready by the end of the year. I need a clean business to wash my name." "But if something goes wrong—" "There won't be any accidents. And if there are… my wife is a brilliant scientist. She'll be the one people blame. They'll say she was too desperate to succeed, too reckless

"A promise." In the back of his mind, the Utterance stirred with recognition. A promise. Of course. The Hungry consume possibility. Futures. Tomorrows. But a promise is a future that has been committed but not yet delivered. It exists in a state of permanent potential. It can never be fully consumed because it is always becoming. "Exactly," Jack said. "Ben, you listening?" "I am filing a one-thousand-and-forty-one-trillion-credit counter-suit while simultaneously restructuring our planetary defense budget and trying not to have a stress-induced cardiac event. But yes, I am listening."

“But I don’t want it to be rushed either.” “I don’t want to rush,” he said immediately. “I just want… us to mean what it means.” The simplicity of that nearly undid me. “Then let’s promise something small,” I said, surprising myself. “Not forever. Not big words. Just this.” He tilted his head. “This?” “Showing up,” I said. “Choosing honesty. Even when it’s uncomfortable.” He considered it, then nodded. “I can promise that.” “So can I.” It wasn’t dramatic. There were no declarations, no sweeping gestures. Just two people standing under a streetlight, agreeing to take each other seriously.

Rei and Em both stopped when their gaze landed on the red-headed beauty at Cat’s side. “You two know Jasmine?” Dante said. “They do. I’m waiting here,” I prompted. Dante’s shit-eating grin was back as he leaned down and lifted a box to the counter. The box had a handle and large holes. My mind was scrambling with what could be inside when I heard the mew.

But instead, he slid a small velvet box across the table. My fork froze mid-air. “Ryder…” My voice was barely a whisper. “What is that?” He didn’t answer right away. He opened the box slowly, revealing a delicate silver ring with a small black stone at the center—simple, beautiful, and somehow us. My breath caught. “Tess,” he said quietly, his voice rough. “This isn’t a proposal. Not yet. But it’s a promise. That I’m not going anywhere. Not again.”

I rubbed my eyes hard, refusing to let my tears fall. I remembered the third year of our relationship, when Jace had excitedly asked me to take him to a labor pain simulator so he could know what childbirth felt like. He had barely made it to level four before breaking out in a cold sweat, and I urged the staff to stop out of concern for him. Holding my hand, he said that if even level four pain was too much for him, yet I would one day have to endure something far worse, he would cherish me and treat me well for the rest of his life.

"Keep your promise." Cynthia stared at the hair for a long time before finally pointing to a spot on the ground. Dominic dug there and uncovered a box filled with gold bars—several of them, in different sizes. One bar was still wrapped in its packaging, marked 100 grams, dated April 2025. She had bought it only a couple of months earlier. Dominic's eyes flickered. He quietly packed the box away without a word. He didn't notice Cynthia behind him, her face twisted with resentment, pain, and despair.

You promised me you wouldn't use again, I thought with the money I gave you you would buy a motorcycle and do something, ¿what did you do with the 400? - I don't have money anymore, it's gone, it was a pittance, but I hope you bring me good news about the contract with the millionaire, you are very pretty, by the way, I hope you managed to seduce him - Joshua could barely stand up, but even so he was clear about what he wanted from his girlfriend. Yes, I am going to marry Harry, I accepted the contract with him, and it seems that he accepted me - Joshua's eyes were filled with happiness and he began to jump with excitement, he took her by the hands and began to shout as if he was singing nur