Whispered Promises Novels & Stories

I didn't even know how I spent a week wearing the ring without remembering to try to take it off again, I was so busy. I looked back at the bride and groom who were declaring their promises to each other. I smiled, finding it one of the most beautiful moments of the occasion, the moment that love was promised and heard by everyone. Spontaneously, Jackson and I looked at each other, but for a short time. " You can kiss the bride.

James whispered into my ear “I know, I hate that this is all going to get broken” “Then lets make a promise between the two of us” I turned around to face him trying to figure out what kind of promise “What?” “No matter what happens when the witch comes along, once she leaves the two of us will work together and put everything back together”

" Silence envelops us momentarily as Ethan processes my words, his brows furrowed in contemplation. Finally, he exhales, his voice filled with a mix of acceptance and brotherly love. "Promise me, Susan , that you'll take care of yourself. That you'll seek the support you need, even if it means leaning on others. And promise me you won't lose sight of the person you truly are amidst the chaos." My eyes wide open as he mentions, promises, It was a surprise to know that Ethan care this much, but what can I say? Tears well up in my eyes, mingling with the shards of hope that lie within. "I promise, Ethan.

Our eyes met and our faces were barely an inch apart. “No matter what. I’m coming back. To him. To you.” His hand cupped my cheek and he kissed me. It wasn’t long, but it was sealing a promise. A promise that I didn’t want to hold out for, but I knew in my heart, I would hold him to it. I whispered. “The door will be open. Come home soon.”

I whispered. I wasn’t sure whether it was a promise or a warning.

They looked so perfect together, their vows so heartfelt. Kimberly realized then that he never saw her as his true bride, so that promised wedding never materialized. What Lotta achieved with a single request, Kimberly couldn't get in a lifetime. He slipped a ten-carat diamond ring onto Lotta's finger, his voice tender. "I take you, Lotta Anderson, for better or worse." The diamond sparkled under the lights as he declared, "From this moment, you're my wife, Lotta. I'll love you forever."

He just drifted back to the old estate up north—the last place she had spent her last days. He tore out the weeds, planted sunflowers everywhere. No more designer suits. Just a worn white shirt and permanent stubble. Every day, he sat by the field, staring into nothing, whispering her name like a prayer. "Aria..." One day, a local asked, "Who are you waiting for?" Orlando looked up, eyes shining, and smiled soft. "My love. She went far away. But she'll come back." But he knew. She wouldn't. That broken-down estate became his world. Just him, the silence, her ghost in every corner, and everything he wished he'd said or done.

A sharp pain shot through my chest, as if a knife had been driving straight into my heart, I stood up to grab a water and gulp it down my throat I collapsed back onto the bed, drenched in sweat. Suddenly, I saw a boy, around fifteen, standing beside a little girl who held a tennis racket, her face lit up with a cheerful smile. The boy gently held her hand, speaking softly, though I couldn’t make out the words. Then, with a shared look, they made a pinky promise—sealing a vow only they understood. I was smiling, even laughing softly, but as I slowly opened my eyes, the warmth faded—I realized it had all been a dream.

The doctor hasn't given her assurance that he'll be fine, so she can't be calm yet. "You are going to be fine, right? You are a strong man, and I know you will pull through this. You need to wake up soon... Your baby is waiting for you. Please wake up," She cries bitterly as she holds his hand and caresses it gently. "You promised me that you were never going to leave me... You know that, right? You told me you will always be here for me... You won't ever have to call me twice before I answer you. You made those promises to me. You haven't forgotten, have you?" She whimpers as she places her head gently on the bed while crying...

We all knew that despite the love and unions within our individual couples, we’d need to unite as one to take on the future. Thank you for reading BOUND BY A PROMISE. If you haven't read NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina's story, or TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia's story, I hope you will. The next book in the Brutal Vows series is QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Rei and Jasmine's story.