Song Every Promise In The Book Is Mine นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She can’t be far – just a few yards from the path – so I walk as quietly as I can in the direction the song is coming from. As I draw nearer, I can hear the words more clearly. Once again the threads pull tight A promise made, an oath to keep Rivers of song creep through the night Flow like the bloodlines she must reap. Hurry dear one, time is late Slay him lest he steal your heart Lay his wretched soul to rest End the cycle at the start. We’ll feast upon an apple red And dance upon the silver shore I’ll twine a red rose in your hair We’ll be together ever more.

“You just have to fight, okay? Remember what you promised me…me and you against the world, today, tomorrow, forever.” His fingers twitched again and face seemed to settle further, but that broke me all over again, because those eyes weren’t twinkling, he wasn’t razzing me back. I leaned closer, lowering my voice like I used to when he was sick as a child. “I’m right here Rems. I’m not going anywhere.” I sang for him then. “In the arms of the angel…” My voice trembled at first, then steadied as the melody wrapped around us, soft and aching and full of promise.

Aurora, you should’ve just walked away from all of this. I bit my lip, trying to focus on Adrian instead of the firestorm of emotions inside me. The last thing I needed was another argument. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring—the one he had given me, the one that symbolized promises broken. Adrian’s eyes followed my every move. When I handed him the ring, his fingers brushed against mine, and for a moment, I felt a flicker of the past. But that moment quickly died. I wasn’t the same girl who had once believed in his promises. I wasn’t the same naive woman who had thought love was supposed to be easy.

"Don't you believe for a minute that he wasn't always proud of you, Harper." The opening notes of Pachelbel's Canon in D major suddenly drifted through the picture window, like wisps of music floating on the breeze. Harper fought back more traitorous tears and let herself feel the joy the song always made her feel, a smile spreading across her face. "That's your cue, Love. Shall we?" Cam held out an elbow and Harper slipped her right hand into the crook of her friend's arm. With her left, she clutched Mitzi's hand tightly, ready to walk down the aisle.

she asked, seemingly excited. She asks me if she’ll be OK. I tell her she’ll be fine. That she is beautiful and I believe in her. I tell her I’d sing her a song no one’s heard me play before. She rests on the bed, a hospital bed like that which I slept when I was eleven, and a few more times after that. She asks me if she’ll be fine, I say yes. “Promise?” she asked. I nodded, and said the words, “I promise.”

I complained. "That's why it's called love, dear because it's never easy". ✿✷ All I wanna do Is come runnin' home to you Come runnin' home to you And all my life I promise to Keep runnin' home to you Keep runnin' home, home to you Can't say how the days will unfold Can't change what the future may hold But I want you in it, every hour, every minute... The song played as I walked down the aisle in a smile. Isadora was standing by the altar with a dashing Daniel beside her.

I left the straw and we were looking into each other's eyes just as the lines came. Give me a sign Take my hand, we'll be fine Promise I won't let you down Just know that you don't have to do this alone Promise I'll never let you down… He takes a sip from the same straw I just drank, while maintaining the stare. I gulp hard, I don't know why. Cause I know I can treat you better than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted crying When should you be with me instead?

Rhona said slowly, "I'm done. Not just with you, but I'm going to stop talking to you completely. No texts, no conversations in the library. Nothing. I'm not going to be the girl who helps someone cheat." "You're not helping me cheat." "Not yet." "I'll break up with her," Adrian said, and he sounded like he meant it. "I promise." "Okay," Rhona said, and immediately felt like an idiot for saying it. They stayed at the coffee shop for another hour, talking about nothing important — classes, their families, stupid things that had happened that week. But underneath it all was this tension, this awareness that something had shifted between them. The touches got longer. His hand found hers again,

He will heal your wounds with his love and care. The future ahead of you is dangerous, my child, but always remember that with your “Promise Mate” beside you, both of you shall conquer your enemies. I don't know if you will remember this when you grow up, but never let what will happen today ruin your life, child. You have a bigger responsibility ahead. But you can never accomplish it without your “Promise Mate." The Oracle spoke gently to Theo, who kept nodding his head as if he understood what the old woman was saying

She pleaded, her voice trembling with vulnerability. Touched by her plea, I reached out and gently took her hands in mine. "You won't lose me, I promise," I reassured her, my voice filled with sincerity and determination. "Pinky promise," she whispered, stretching out her index finger towards me. I couldn't help but let out a soft giggle, charmed by her innocence and the seriousness she attached to our promise. "Pinky promise, Angel," I responded, intertwining my finger with her little one, sealing our pact.