The Promise The Book Novels & Stories

**** Here is my prologue darlings. I promise you won't be disappointed. This is gonna be a crazy journey.Thanks for choosing my book. Make sure to c Here is my prologue darlings. I promise you won't be disappointed. This is gonna be a crazy journey.Thanks for choosing my book. Make sure to c Here is my prologue darlings. I promise you won't be disappointed. This is gonna be a crazy journey.Thanks for choosing my book. Make sure to c

I’m certainly not proposing you this way or this soon despite how much I want to (just so you know, I’m dead serious about proposing to you someday, just not today) This is a promise ring (I believe that’s what they call these days) I give you this ring to say that I’m so in love with you and that I promise to make you the happiest person in the world. I know you don’t love me yet but that’s okay. You said you trust me with your life and I promise that I’ll do anything to keep that trust. I just hope you don’t lose faith in me, ever. I’ve made a lot of promises to you over the years since our childhood. I’ve kept every one of them and I intend to keep them all – new and old.

It was a promise. *_*

He says. I furrowed my brows at him, "How?" "If she didn't have run away, I wouldn't have married to you, " I nodded in agreement, "However, it's so funny, no?" "What is funny?" "That a promise changed our lives forever." "Yes, do you remember you once asked me why I didn't wish in the temple and I said my previous wish is still pending so I stopped believing in it?" I nodded, confused, not understanding what he wanted to say, "I remember, why?"

We would never have the chance to put that attraction on clean plates, or we would give in to it, or we would be condemned to live with it and move forward with new obligations and dramas. Even so, Vraxlon held the wrist of that hand that I touched his face, and his eyes found mine as he agreed: "When we have a moment of peace.” Magic passed between us, and I realized that it was a promise being sealed. A promise that someday we would solve that and that we would not rest until we fulfilled it. If I had known everything that would happen after the facts that would follow the destruction of that book, perhaps I would have realized that that promise would be the bond that we would keep togethe

A hellish smile draws on her face, as she reads the words. “Aaron John Cervantes.” She started once more by saying his name and twice. “From the promise that holds him firm from the truth that surrounds the cursed book they live in.” She stops, for a while and thinks deep about the word PROMISE that she encounters. The perfect word and its meaning that she will use and definitely for her little prey to take the deal that she will offer and perfectly unlike anything else. “Wonderful. A nice, no, a perfect touch to this little plan and entire game.”

how many promises had been broken before me? And how many would be broken still?

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.

“I could divorce you after all of this, you know that—and you’re still doing all of this.” “I know,” Aria blushed, looking down. “I’ve thought about that many times, but then I came to the realization that I just want you to be happy, Vince.” She raised her head again. “I want to show you that you are just as good, if not better than the Lambertis—and I will do that.” “Okay.” I simply replied. “Okay,” Aria repeated, suddenly reaching out her pinky before locking it with mine. “I do need you to promise that you’ll at least try and give me a chance—deal?”

Burying my face in my arm, I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. “Let me help. Let me do something…please…” I shook my head. “Lo único que puedes hacer por mí es dejarme ir.” [The only thing you can do for me is to let me go.] His hand froze on my back, and I could feel it clench slightly. “No sé si puedo prometer eso.” [I don’t know if I can promise that.] Smiling and chuckling this time, I lifted my head up and looked back at the dancers twirling to the music.“No cumples las promesas de todos modos.” [You don’t keep promises anyways.]