Promises Meant To Be Broken Novels & Stories

I could still feel it under my skin—like a signature, like a promise, like the moment a match thinks about being struck and decides it wants to be fire. “Paper,” I said softly, the word leaving a temporary fog on the window. “Promises.” And because I refused, on principle, to be the first to look away, I stood and let the city look back until dawn found us both.

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

Nolan's POV I didn’t answer right away. The word *promise* sat between us like something fragile, something holy—etched in the air with the faint scent of wet charcoal and the underlying bitterness of the coffee we'd abandoned on the counter earlier that morning. It wasn't just a word; it was a tether, one I'd yanked on too many times before, leaving frayed edges on both ends. Promises had always terrified me. Not because I didn’t mean them—but because I did. They were vows carved into bone, and breaking them meant splintering something irreplaceable.

So now that I knew about Cecelia, he could forget about holding onto hope. I'd made myself clear. Whatever love we'd had? Completely gone—buried under the weight of my hatred. Neil finally sighed, his voice breaking. "I can't give you everything. If I do, my family's ruined. SchmidtCorp will collapse. I can't let that happen." "Then I'll see you in court," I said flatly. I glanced at Maya, who gave me a quick nod. We were done here. No point dragging this out. I stood to leave.

“Kaden, didn’t you say you wanted to go home after the new year to get married? I can’t let a great employee like you leave. I’m counting on you to manage one of my branches someday. By then, you’ll laugh at the idea of just 10% shares! “Alright, back to work, everyone. Kaden has a bright future ahead. If I had a son-in-law like him, I’d be smiling in my sleep. You all should learn from him.” It was obvious to everyone that Jennifer was making empty promises, and we all treated it as a joke. After she left, we joked that Kaden was the future boss. Behind his back, we did not use his name anymore, just “little boss”. Kaden turned bright red but went along with it, almost like he really believ

Charlotte and Xavier held their wedding ceremony at Baron. The vast blue sky blended seamlessly with the turquoise sea, and the lawn on the cliff was covered in white flowers. Jason snuck in using a fake identity. Over the past six months, Smith Group's stock price had been plummeting because of the scandals. He had been forced out by both the board members and his family. Now, he was nothing but skin and bones. His eyes were sunken, and his jaw was shadowed with stubble.

He looked up, a glimmer of hope reigniting in his eyes. "You can pay on a monthly basis. I'll give you a 30-day payment term." That glimmer died, replaced by an unreadable expression. "12,000 dollars? That's what you charge your family?" "Family, huh?" I reiterated, savoring the words. "Uncle Liam, do you know what that word means in my book? In my book, treating someone like family means paying them on time, not ripping them off, and not weaponizing blood ties to haggle on prices. I'm sure you know the state of your factory better than I do, Uncle Liam.

POV: Rory Hale The thing about promises is that they break as easily as glass. I promised myself seventeen would be my year. My year to escape heartbreak, my year to finally breathe. But instead, seventeen became the year everything shattered like someone had taken a hammer to the fragile bits of my life and smiled while they watched me bleed.

But then my Mom wouldn't know the main issue if she didn't say anything. "Uhmm, I would say promises are easy to make but they are hard to keep. Also, there are times promises need to be broken. Those are desperate times." Theodora answered fluently. Her tone showed she had gone through a lot. "What? Did you make a promise with anyone. A male friend, perhaps?" My Mom asked playfully, wiggling her brows. "No, I did not." I replied immediately. How could I do what my Mom was implying when my so-called mate hated me.

Paolo sighed. "Not all promises are meant to be broken. And not everyone is like your father.” Infinity sighed. "Yes, you are right! But when something happens to you repeatedly, you get used to it. That’s why I don't believe it anymore. For me, promises were meant to be broken." He held Infinity's hand, so he got her attention. "I'll have difficulty courting you because you don't believe in words without action. Luckily, I am the kind of person who does more work than words. I promise I will prove to you that promises were not made to be broken. They were made as a manifest of sincerity and feelings.”