Novel & Cerita The Unkept Promise Novel

Her hands pushed into his chest aggressively as they kept on kissing intensifyingly. (Privacy matters.) **** WOULD THERE BE MORE OF ALEXANDRA'S AND LIAM'S STORIES? THE GREATEST MARRIAGE IN HISTORY FILLED WITH LOVE AND BEAUTY!!! THE JORDANS STORY IS SIMPLY AN ENCOURAGEMENT TO ALL LOVE BIRDS OUT THERE..... HA HA HA...KEEP IT UP. THE END!!! AUTHOR'S NOTE: Exactly how I planned it. His Broken Promise had been a pure rollercoaster for me and I'm pretty sure you would agree with me. To all my readers, thank you all so much for sticking with me right from the beginning of this book to the end.

Holding the ring between my fingers, I rubbed the plain gold band softly. I gently placed the ring back in his hands, but I didn’t let it go right away. “This…this needs to come with an understanding. I’m giving you all that’s left of me. I’m trusting you with all that I have left, Z. It’s not much but if you…if you take this and don’t come back…” “I’m never leaving you again. Not for anymore time than I absolutely have to. I promise, Evie. I promise to take care of this…” He squeezed my hand with the ring still in it. “…and your heart.”

He knew that he never cared for the girl and he also knew that he loved Liza with all his heart. He had once promised Liza that he would never let her go, that he will do whatever it takes to keep her for eternity and then he had gone ahead and lost her for some girl he didn’t even care about. He had even lost the right to say that he loved her now because he realized that he was nothing but scum compared to Liza, he had broken her when she had given him strength, he had given her tears when she had given him nothing but smiles, he had left her when she had stuck by him even after knowing about his sins, waiting for him to come back to her.

Tracks of melted snow, or perhaps tears, streaked down his cheeks. I took his hand in mine, sighing softly when I noticed the fresh scars crisscrossing his wrist. "I used to think unrequited love was the end of the world. But now I get it. The world keeps turning, no matter who walks out of your life. You'll move on, eventually."

Swara's POV: Why is this happening to me? I just wanted to get over my past and help Baba financially. But Sanskar Sir came into my life. Why? Initially, I thought he is a very good man and for the first time after so many years, I was comfortable with a man. But no. He is no less than a devil. Why does he want me? Why can't he just leave me alone in my life? My life is a complete mess. There is not a single day when I have lived for myself. Everyday I sacrifice for the sake of others. God! Why is it always me? After Maa died, Baba married Sumi Maa. I am not complaining about this. I know Baba married only for me, so that I get a mother's love. But that never happened. Sumi maa never conside

“You won’t lose me, Noah. Not now, not ever.” I wanted to believe that, needed to believe it, but the doubts curled like smoke in the back of my mind. Too much had happened, too many enemies still lurked in the shadows of our past. I reached up and brushed my fingers across his jaw. “Promise me?” “I already did, remember?” His lips curved, but his eyes stayed serious. “I promised you forever. And I keep my promises.” The weight of his conviction settled over me, warm and steady, but not enough to erase the edge of unease that seemed to follow me wherever we went.

“You want the truth? Fine. Antonov wasn’t here because of me. But he was here for something I once promised I’d deliver.” Alex tensed. “Which is?” “You.” She said it like a blade drawn slowly. “I made that promise a long time ago. Before I ever met you. Back when I was still trying to survive in a world where loyalty was sold to the highest bidder.” Alex’s voice was ice. “And now?” “I broke that promise the moment I stayed.” Her voice was soft, but her gaze didn’t waver. “The moment I didn’t hand you over.” Silence stretched between them, thick with history and mistrust and something dangerously close to desire.

Then, without a word, he switched our plates. “Then do something to stop this!” I said, frustratingly desperate. It may have sounded like a demand, but in truth, it was a plea. “I can’t,” he said, voice low. “They waited generations for this. It’s a promise that shall never be broken.” A promise? I scoffed softly, bitterness rising in my throat. “If it’s a promise, they should’ve told us beforehand!” I leaned forward, my voice shaking. “You already had a fiancée, right? Is it because of this so-called promise that—”

“Of course I will. And we won’t stop until it’s all beautiful again.I’ll help you clean it, and we’ll plant more beautiful memories after we clean the withered ones. Not even just a single one left.” That night, I feel at ease. With him. He made me feel that I’m in peace. Even in just a few minutes, he made me feel like I have everything. He made me feel like there’s no problem, he made me feel so great. And I’m keeping that to myself, all of what he said. But I won’t take that as a promise. As promises are just words. And I can’t handle another fake promise, another broken promise. I’m done with that. I will just look and wait for actions. And I hope so, that he’ll make it happen.

She didn't know what has happened to him suddenly but instead of asking him, she made the promise. "I promise," she replied keeping her hand onto his. She did make the promise unaware of the fact that the promise will be broken one day. **FLASHBACK STARTS** ****** Dhruv ****** I believed her like a fool that she meant the promise, but little did I know that it will be broken one day. But why shouldn't it be after all Promises are meant to be broken? I was still not able to get the picture of what happened a while ago out of my head,