The Promised Neverland Fanfic Novels & Stories

Lifting his head so his gaze met mine, he gave a sheepish smile. "Haidan, I know that there is no promised tomorrow and that the world could end tonight. So, I don't want to wait to ask this of you. Will you promise to spend the rest of your life with me? To have and to hold, for richer and poorer, til we are ripped apart by the goddess' great summoning?"

he comments. I followed him to the door as he talked. I was grateful that he wasn't going to push me to stay here longer. It felt weird to have anyone new in my space, and my last meeting with a boy in my room left me feeling awkward. "Just promise me one thing," he turns and looks at me. His eyebrows crease together with concern, and I hold my breath, hoping I can keep this promise. "You don't go looking for her without me. It's dangerous, and like I said, being empathic isn't my only gift, Nora. I know you know where she is," he says firmly.

His hands tighten on me refusing to let me go. “The moment she is legal she will be married. At least let her leave close to home, just for a little while.” I say trying my best to be pitiful. He sighs and after a beat speaks. “Will you come back to New York if I let her.” I stiffen and he quickly continues. “I will get you into another school, fuck a better one. And then Giana can come home.” “You promise?” I ask. “Yes.” There’s a pause.

Oliver looked like his world had caved in. "That's impossible! We were supposed to get married, weren't we? "Did you forget? We grew up together. We used to say we would marry each other when we got older. You'd play the mom, and I'd play the dad when we pretended to have a family… "And we were together for almost a year. We were happy…" All the composure Oliver had managed to hold onto crumbled. His voice cracked as he went on, "We almost got married, didn't we? You're just saying this to upset me, right?"

"I thought I'd never see you again." "Impossible, my little piece of heaven," He smiles at her, sweetly. "I will always, always go after you. Nobody will harm you." "Do you promise?" "I promise I swear." He says, while extending his pinkie finger to her. "Pinky promise." She raises her eyes, now meeting Serena, who is standing next to Damon with crossed arms and eyes full of tears. I sigh as I ask her to go to the ground and hold her hand, leading her to Serena. "Sweetheart?"

“Fia, promise me something.” Seeing his saddened face, Fia hurriedly nodded. “Sure. What do you want me to promise?” Conrad looked at her and said somberly, “Promise me that you’ll never forget me.”

His baby blue eyes held concern for me. How did it change? From hatred to concern. "Promise me that you will never send me away from you". I said and he claimed my lips, in a firm promise. *** Hey everyone!! I hope you all are enjoying the chapter and the story. Do let me know in the comment section. Thank you Love Pia.

He asked still standing there. "Thank you for today. For showing me that place and," I played with the pendant around my neck, "For giving me this. It's really beautiful." "Can I get a promise in return for that gift?" He asked— looking me in the eyes. "Sure," I told him with a smile. I waited for him to say his next words. He opened his mouth, "Promise me you'll never leave me." I have never been so sure of a promise before. I have never been so fast in making a promise before. Because before I knew I had already stepped towards him and said those words, "I promise. I promise I won't ever leave you." ----

I turned to Norman; he was smiling and nodded at Drew's question. "I haven't left, and I miss you already, Drew," I said, about to burst into tears. Sorry, it's the hormones. "I know Klaus, but I'll come to visit you whenever I can, ok?" he promised. "Promise?" "I promise." "For the little claw?" I raised my pinky; he smiled, and I smiled back. "For the little claw jammy." He intertwined our little fingers and sealed the promise.

The silver coin around Natalie's neck glinted beneath the chapel lights. For a brief moment, Adrian forgot where he was. His pulse froze. Impossible. His gaze remained fixed on the necklace as memories he had buried years ago surfaced without warning. A little girl with chestnut-brown hair. A stubborn smile. Paint-covered fingers. The promise he had never forgotten. "When I grow up, I'll come back for you." The officiant's voice pulled him back to reality. "Mr. Lewis?"