The Commitments Novels & Stories

"Don't act like you don't know anything, Rose." "I really don't know what you're talking about. You're accusing me of things I don't, and bringing up the question of commitment. Aren't you the one who made me wait on top of the building while swallowing my disappointment? What kind of commitment are you referring to? You've been the one who patented yourself to be committed. I don't think I've ever had any status relationship with you, except for that bet."

It may take more than a couple of chances for some to learn to be responsible, but nobody’s perfect, everyone made mistakes. Shane pulled back from the hug and looked deep into both of their eyes before speaking again: “I know our relationship has had its ups and downs but I have made this commitment to both of you—I will always stay by your side, no matter what happens or how tough things might get." His voice shook slightly as he spoke these words, but there was a strength behind them that resonated within all three of them, binding them together as one forevermore. FIN

“Perhaps we should formalize the commitments? Northern Crescent can offer three million and fifteen warriors to the rotation.” Other packs quickly followed suit, declaring their contributions in both funds and manpower. The competition Dominic and I had initiated had successfully prompted widespread commitment.

"I'm not giving up, Mabel. Not on us. Not on this baby. Not on our family." "You keep saying that. But commitment is more than words. It's showing up. It's doing the work. It's being consistent." "I know. And I will be. You'll see." He stood. "Thursday we start therapy. I'll be there. Every session. On time. Engaged. Doing the work." "And between now and then?" "Complete honesty. Complete transparency. You want to know something? Ask. You want to see something? I'll show you. No hesitation. No secrets."

— but before I could finish what I was saying he interrupted me, with a sad face that I didn't understand. —Speaking about that, I have a commitment that I can't cancel, but I promise I will see you that day at night. I'll do everything I can to get free that day; forgive me, it was something unexpected," he said while caressing my cheek. — He said while caressing my cheek and what kind of commitment is it? You can't cancel it; it's so important. —Let's say it's something I can't cancel, yes it's important but not more important than you, that's why I promise I'll see you that night; I wouldn't miss your birthday for anything in the world.

And they will have the statute available to them as long as it exists. The room is quiet. The fifteen signatures on this petition, says the fourth committee member, who has not spoken until now, a young man with the look of someone who has been doing internal calculations for the last twenty minutes. These are confirmed Alpha commitments. Continental spread. "Yes," I say. They represent packs who have signed voluntarily, he says. Not under political pressure.

I can already be free from this and the most important thing is that, I will be going home with my ten million! Witwiw. By that time you will already be mine Babe! “And it will take commitment, to hold true to the journey you both have pledged today.” Father, If what we are doing is a having a real wedding, I would have cried a lot. Now I know what priests used to say, this is what they called commitment. This word is so powerful. It is indeed. Are you not being bothered Joeff? Father I do promise you, this is just good for five months. I really swear.

"You promise to keep your hands to yourself?" "You're a tough customer," he said with a groan. "Joel!" The exasperating man. "I promise not to lay hands on your breasts- today." "What the hell does that mean?" "We don't know what the future holds." He sounded so reasonable. I needed to set the record straight. "This is just a friendship, remember?" "Friends, I agree." I made sure my sigh was long and loud. "Roll over and don't peek." "Tell me when I can look." His voice had grown husky and I was sure this was a bad idea.

Dad is turning with me because he loves me and he knows how much I need him. “Umm.. do you think there is room for one more tonight?” I turn to give Camden an incredulous look. “Really? Are you serious?” “As a heart attack.” He tells me. “I want to turn with you. I want commitment with you. I know that you said that you aren't ready for marriage yet and I get that. Maybe after we complete college. But I do want a commitment with you, to let you know that I am serious about us. I'm all in. So I am following you to college in Alabama, I want to turn with you and have the promise for forever to look forward to. I want to be with you all the time, helping you meet your goals and achieve your dre

"Biologically, he is, but if the child's mother decides the child should live or die, where does that leave you?" I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. "If your situation is truly as dangerous as you claim, why are you fighting for the child before securing your own survival?" The room suddenly felt smaller. Until that moment, I hadn't realized what this was. The woman leaned back in her chair. "We are not a service, my dear. We are a commitment." I stared at her. Until that moment, I'd been thinking about protection. She was talking about commitment. "Admission takes time. There is a probationary period. There is training. There is sponsorship. There are obligations that continue long after