Promises Meant To Be Broken Novels & Stories

I'd jumped up to give him a big hug, giggling in his ear: "Meeting you was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me." He'd hugged me back so tight I could barely breathe. "Meeting you was my blessing. I promise I'll make lots of money in the future and make you the happiest person alive!" Now I walked aimlessly through the snow, thinking how ridiculous those sweet memories and promises seemed. He had plenty of money now, but instead of keeping his promise, he'd transferred all that affection to his mistress.

I asked. Nicholas blinked, seemingly caught off guard by my tone. He went quiet for a moment before saying, "Look, you don't have to act like this. I haven't forgotten my promise. I know how much you love photography. I'll buy you a camera tomorrow, and you can use it when I take you to the concert." He actually thought I was just throwing a tantrum. And apparently, he remembered how much I liked taking pictures. I smiled. "There's no need for that, Nicholas. We should—"

Elara Hart is the Infernal Pack’s omega, the girl everyone pushes around and the laughingstock of a pack that has never shown her an ounce of respect. For years, she has been hopelessly in love with Kevin Blackwood, the District Alpha’s son and the boy she’s given her all since childhood.On the night of Kevin’s initiation as the new District Alpha, Elara expects her life to finally change. Instead, it shatters.Standing before the entire pack, Kevin announces Mira Clark as his mate. As cameras flash and laughter erupts around her, Elara watches the last pieces of her dignity crumble. Humiliated, rejected, and betrayed, she finally realizes a painful truth:She has spent her entire life begging

"Why betray me and marry him? You only love me, right?" Kimberly regarded him with genuine confusion. "You've wanted this divorce for ages, haven't you? Wasn't that agreement your handiwork? I've granted your wish now. Why pester me? You adore Lotta so much, desperate for her grand wedding. If I blocked your happiness, that'd be wrong, right? Or do you prefer her as a lifelong hidden mistress? Sue if you dispute the agreement. But crashing a wedding? Pathetic. Even penniless, I'll walk away from you!"

When Kenny called again using a friend's phone, he sounded clearly worn out. "Ella, I concede. You win. "Come back. I promise I'll mark you immediately and make you Luna. "Are you happy now?" For a moment, I honestly wondered if something was wrong with his head. Hadn't I made myself very clear? I almost laughed out of anger. "Kenny, all I've ever said was to break up. "Do you understand what that means? I'll say it one last time. We're already broken up. Stop bothering me!"

"Mom said she would stay with me forever too, Daniel. She didn't. So, what are the chances that you will?" "There are no such thing as sure chances and surety in life. But, yes there's something called trust. Something called verbal promises, flower. The world runs on it. It's that kind of trust that even makes you believe in strangers. I won't promise you, flower. Not because I don't want to. But, both of us know that promises are meant to be broken. Don't you?" I asked her as I wiped the trail of that one tear that trailed down her cheek as I held her image in my eyes with all the love I possessed in my entire frame.

“I’M SORRY. I didn’t mean to break my promise. I assure you I won’t do it again.” I frequently hear people say that when they breach their promise, they made to someone. And then that someone will just keep patiently waiting for you to do your promise because they instilled trust in you. But It is still up to the person who made the promise whether they will fulfill it or just keep making new promises each day even though they cannot fulfill them because of some reason.

She said, " There are a few rules you need to follow if you betrayal, Hurt him, or cheat on him in any way. You will be sent back to hades do you agree?" the light said, '' There will be many people who want to break you apart but don't let them.'' the light said, '' There something you should know my son may look like a monster but, he is very gentle. He has never grown up to know the evil thoughts about people. You must beware of people that may try to hurt you.'' Sode said,

Completely. “Always.” Noah tilted his head. “But where are you going?” Damian’s eyes filled. And I had never seen him like that before. Never. “I’ll come back,” he lied gently. And I knew it was a lie. But Noah didn’t. “Promise?” he asked. Damian hesitated. Just a second too long. Then he whispered: “Promise.” My chest tore open. Because I knew— that promise was already broken. The officers pulled him away.

This is a work of fiction and a product of my imagination for entertainment purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, and places is entirely coincidental. *** CENRIC I hate promises. I always would. When I made a promise to protect someone, I failed her. That changed my perspective—maybe it meant to be broken. Right now, it contradicted everything that I believed. I had to fulfill that promise. Even for someone like me, I couldn’t escape from it.