The Promise Trilogy Novels & Stories

"Not that. You've said that before, now I want you to promise me you won't go back to her. She's the reason why your life was in danger, I know. I know it's selfish. I don't want to act selfish, but I can't lose you a second time. Please promise me." Her lips were trembling until she couldn't speak and had to pause and fall back into my arms. "Please.." She pleaded. I'm tongue-tied. I can't promise something I won't keep to. I can't keep my distance from Tracy, I'm drawn to her and I have to see this case through till the end. "Ginny, I made a promise to help her just like you want me to promise you this and if I make the mistake of breaking that promise, it's just as easy to break yours."

Completely. “Always.” Noah tilted his head. “But where are you going?” Damian’s eyes filled. And I had never seen him like that before. Never. “I’ll come back,” he lied gently. And I knew it was a lie. But Noah didn’t. “Promise?” he asked. Damian hesitated. Just a second too long. Then he whispered: “Promise.” My chest tore open. Because I knew— that promise was already broken. The officers pulled him away.

Promise replied, pressing her face against Mama’s shoulder, inhaling the scent of woodsmoke and palm oil that no city perfume could ever erase. Elder Bamidele cleared his throat. His voice, though weaker, still carried across the square. “You broke the oath. You left. And yet… you did not die.” Promise pulled away from Mama and faced him. His beard had thinned, his hands trembled slightly as he leaned on his staff, but his gaze still sought to pierce her. “I did not die,” Promise said evenly. “Because fear was the only curse. And I refused to wear it.” The crowd had gathered — children peeking from behind their mothers’ wrappers, young men standing on tiptoe, old women whispering into each o

"I promise" "I promise"

He gazed at the girl who had turned him down time and again, looking at him with eyes that seemed to plead for something more. A wild sense of triumph surged through him. However, the regret came crashing down soon after. Janet held him close, whispering that she would not blame him for anything. However, Alfred could not shake the guilt. He had promised his life to me, but ended up hurting his childhood love. That explained the fury in his eyes when he caught me picking on Janet. He never imagined I would catch him in the act with Janet, that my suspicions were not just misunderstandings. I had witnessed his betrayal firsthand.

He kept it hidden, bound by a promise made to his mother, to safeguard his secret. Ashton internalizes his pain, refraining from questioning his mother. She had assured him that a day would come when he would meet his Promise Mate, someone in need of his assistance to heal and fulfill a great destiny. Though Ashton aims to preserve himself for this so-called "Promise Mate," his desires are shattered as he endures daily abuse and rape from multiple werewolves Alphas. Years spent in a desolate dungeon cause Ashton to lose hope in ever finding his Promise Mate. It is the vilest place, somewhere he wouldn't wish upon his worst enemy.

Now, looking back on those memories, Valerie didn’t feel pain anymore—only a kind of bittersweet humor. Who hadn’t dreamed of being in sync with their beloved, growing old together, hand in hand? But only after getting burned over and over again could she see the truth: some connections were destined to part from the very beginning. She and Dominic had already reached a fork in the road. Perhaps, it was time to say goodbye.

"I'm fine. Rain caught me off guard. Grab me a clean outfit." She slid her black card into the girl's hand and locked herself inside the nearest meeting room. The second the door shut, Bella crumbled. She thought those photos had numbed her. But seeing them in real life—Steven, Ada, and that kid playing happy family—ripped her wide open. Her sobs filled the room, raw and messy. She wanted to scream. How could he be the same guy who once promised forever and now raise a kid with someone else? A knock snapped her out of it.

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

"You were engaged to Logan. That means you belonged to my family. Going back on your word is shameless." "Engaged?" I laughed softly. "Where was the bridal set required for an engagement?" She choked. "There were supposed to be seven pieces," I continued. "Every year, one was missing. I waited seven years and never received a complete set. You gave me nothing, yet you expected me to marry into your family and work like a servant." The people around us began whispering. "The Carneys really did go too far. Every year, they said the silver was ready, and every year, one piece was missing."