Promises We Meant To Keep Novels & Stories

We save each other. Always. Forever. Until the end and beyond. That was our promise. Our purpose. Our only truth. And nothing would stop us. Not government. Not Consortium. Not anything. We were coming for Hope. And heaven help anyone in our way.

“ Mira, best friends are meant to always be there for each other. I promise to always be there for you. ” “ Same here, Jose. I promise. ” How could I forget that? Even though Joseph probably had, how can I? I gave my word, how can I possibly go back on that now, just because things aren't going as planned. I probably sound stupid to be thinking this way, but how can I really? I definitely can't! I made a promise and have to keep it, even when it doesn't make sense to. ..... A/N : What do you think, guys? Let me know your thoughts in the comments section. Take care okay?

Shining with an emotion I couldn’t name. Then he reached for my hand. Pressed a kiss against my knuckles. And finally said, “I promise.” I wanted to believe him. God help me, I wanted to. But something deep inside me whispered that promises were only as strong as the people making them. And for the first time in seven years… I wasn’t sure Damian believed his own. Hours later, Elena and Noah slept peacefully. But Damian remained awake. Sitting alone in the darkness. His phone illuminated his face. A single message glowed on the screen.

You promised" "He doesn't deserve you, princess. Let him go" "I can't. I love him and we promised to be together forever" "Promises are meant to be broken, Princess." "But..... But if I let him go then I'll be all alone." "You've never been alone Princess. I'm here" "But I can't even see you" "That is because you don't want to see me. Open your eyes and look at me. Really look"

Seth looked up at me, "Kennedy, I'm here cause I want you back." I shook my head, "that's not going to happen. I don't ever see that happening again." Even as the words spilled out of my mouth I wanted him. I wanted him to hold me and tell me everything would be ok, but I was tired of his lies and broken promises. I didn't know if I could handle being hurt by him again. I was barely holding myself together after our last disaster. Seth took a bite of his food, "ok, well what if we start over."

Other times, it was a jar of candy that could only be bought in the city. I refused everything. At the time, I was with Logan and afraid he would misunderstand. I thought Leo had thrown those things away long ago, but he had not thrown away a single one. Instead, he had kept them all. For seven years, he had saved everything. He had saved enough for a bridal set, a house in Silver Hollow, and this day. I leaned against his shoulder and whispered, "Thank you, Leo." He turned his head and kissed my hair. "You do not have to thank me. I should be the one thanking you."

She'd kept quiet out of respect for their families' history, but in the end, Miranda had chosen Ada as the one to stand at her side. Even Steven's buddy at the hospital yesterday knew about Ada. The only idiot in the dark was her, strung along by Steven's empty promises. A bitter laugh slipped out. If Steven had really wanted a kid, she could've accepted that and walked away. But after what happened in the study last night, her chest still burned. She almost wished she could just slap him across the face. Almost—but not quite enough. She wanted him to regret it forever. Steven strolled downstairs, looking fresh, like he'd slept easy. When his eyes caught Ada's, she ducked her head, all shy.

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.

“I told you I wanted to know everything about you, remember? I think I told you I meant every word I said. I meant every promise I made you.” “Promises are meant to be broken, Zachary,” I said acidly. “I waited fourteen years for you to keep your promise of ever coming back.” It was true. A big part of me was hurt that it took him long enough to come back into my life. That part stopped believing he ever would. “I am one guy who would die first before I break a promise, baby girl,” he said. He took a deep, labored breath. “You don’t know how difficult my life had been, so don’t judge me.”

Always standing tall, even while her heart was aching. coldly "If I don't mean anything, why can't you just leave?" through clenched jaws "Because I don't believe you." Because you're a threat. "Dangerous? For you? a bitter laugh "Yes." You make me crave things I promised myself I would never want again. Outside, lightning struck, illuminating the room with a bright flash. For a while, it seemed like everyone in the world was holding their breath with us. For a moment, her gaze softened, and I almost gave in. Almost.