The Promise Of Love Novels & Stories

“I thought… maybe if I watched some videos, I could figure out how to make you want me again. How to keep you interested. I thought if I could be more like the girls in the videos… more like what you wanted… I’d stop feeling like I was falling short. Like I wasn’t enough.” Damian let out a quiet breath, reaching up to cup my cheek. “Sareena,” he said softly, “I keep telling you… I’m in love with you. I was in love with you when you were far away, when you were in another country and I couldn’t hold you. How could I not be in love with you now, when you’re right here in front of me?”

Her youth, her ten years of love and longing, collapsed at that moment. The young girl who had once blushed severely at the thought of him could never sway the heart of the boy she adored. The person who had kept her tied to the past, to her endless yearning, had never once turned back to truly see her. That night, she finally understood. She decided to let him go. That’s when she agreed to her family’s plans. 'Today marks ten years since I first fell for you, Dominic. It’s also the first day I decided not to love you anymore.'

“I’ll be there, I promise.” ##########

Chloe’s voice rang like a bell, commanding the crowd’s attention, “allow me to present—The Scarlet Promise.” Her words unfolded like a spell: “The kiss of eternity, woven in red. Crimson cords entwined with silver constellations, binding love to the heavens. At its center burns a radiant star-shaped jewel, fractured yet more luminous—like a heart once broken, now remade. From it dangles a drop of scarlet fire, recalling sorrow’s ache, yet also the spark of a vow reborn. Passion becomes prophecy: love that falters, love that endures, love that rises again in greater flame. The Scarlet Promise is not only a memory of love, but a testament to love rediscovered—fragile, eternal, eternal, and thr

he whispers, my name, a benediction, a plea, a prayer all in one. "Anything..." I answer, my throat suddenly dry as the realization dawns on me. It is the truth. The terrible, unexpected truth. I can’t help, but fall in love with him. Like an addiction that I know will destroy me. "Anything in my power to give, I will offer to you..." "Love me..." He asks, his voice shaking. "Just promise to love me. To never leave me." "I promise..." My breath is sharp and fast. "But don't hurt me..."

“Ethan, please. Marriage isn’t just about love or history—it’s about commitment, dreams intertwined... families. You know I want all those things someday, but I need to be sure.” “Nothing is ever certain!” Ethan shot back, rising from his seat in agitation. “All we have is now—and right now, I’m here offering you my heart.” He paused, the rawness of his emotions slicing through him like icy shards. “You’re telling me that’s not enough?”

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

Each promise he made breathed life into dreams she had long set aside, dreams of a love that could last a lifetime, a love that could withstand every storm. The depth of Alvin’s love was a revelation, awakening a part of Patricia that had been dormant, waiting for this very moment. She realized then that his devotion wasn’t fleeting or driven by impulse; it was a quiet, fierce dedication that had stood the test of time, overcoming every challenge they’d faced. The clarity in his words stirred something primal within her, a longing to give herself over to the kind of love she had only ever read about, the kind that could heal wounds and forge unbreakable bonds. His unwavering support was not

When he held her hand and put a loving look on her face, he asked, "When will you meet the little bird again?" Her heart sank at that question; she hated to be reminded when they said goodbye to each other, "We will meet soon," she smiled, "I promise, love." "Promises don't always mean anything, Emily," he sighed as she turned away from him. "Please tell me that this time you really will." She nodded, "I promise..." "Emily, are you okay?" she again heard Esen's voice. She looked again at the closed door and turned her face towards him, "I promise we will meet again very soon. But right now, I am on duty. And I have come to meet you on the pretext of stomach pain."

I wasn’t lying. He smiles. He goes down on one knee… He takes a small box out of his pocket… “This isn’t another engagement ring…” he says. “This is a promise ring. I promise to love you with every single fiber of my being. I promise to protect you, both your heart and body. I promise to remain faithful to you until my last breath…” he smiles. Tears ran down my face. He stands. “Oh, don’t cry…” he says softly… “I should also confess, I burnt the contract so there’s nothing binding you to me, except your heart…” he smiles teasingly.