Would You Stay If She Promised You Heaven Novels & Stories

He explained, his eyes peering into the depths of my soul. "Never take a life because of me again," I said, and he paused, a flicker of amusement in his expression. "You want me to promise you that?" "Yes." His fingers dragged absently over my bottom lip, slow and thoughtful. "You know I don't make promises I can't keep." "But that's what I want, Kes. If you ever want me to stay this happy." I replied. There was a long silence before he exhaled, the barest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.

She sat down with her eyes downcast and lips pursed. As soon as her butt touched the seat, she felt him leaning closer, "but you know what.." he lifted her chin and made her look into his piercing eyes. "I don’t care where I’m going, as long as you’re with me, even in hell," he promised. She was his plus one for eternity. "I am going to heaven," she argued, her lips curling downward into a frown. He smirked. "I don't think you should pick heaven. Those angels will make your life hell," he said, his eyes sparkling with a playful adoration.

As if he would have killed me with just his looks. "This man here. He is under my protection. He is under the shades of the promise I made to him. He can not go to hell. He belongs in heaven. You need to decide. It is not about right or wrong. It is about the promise of an Archangel. No one would ever believe us if I will not be able to keep my promise with this man. " He started his speech and I rolled my eyes at him. He really did not think before promising a bastard like Adrian to have heaven while people like me suffer in hell because of those bastards.

“Your heartbeat—” I gasp. “It’s… slowing.” The child grabs my arm. “She’s slipping.” I cling to Kieran, my strength fading fast. Time claims what it is owed. “I don’t regret it,” I whisper. “Promise me… promise me you’ll live.” His tears fall onto my face. “Don’t you dare leave me.” I smile weakly. “You always hated promises.” “Stay,” he pleads. “Please.” The Goddess crawls closer, desperation replacing pride. “If she dies, this law will unravel.”

she invited me to join her tea party goddess:- hi I am goddess of death don't just stand their come and join me me:- what is this place and where I am and I was in accident. let's forget that who are you goddess:- wait don't ask so many questions. let answer you first. yes you are dead. tell me why you haven't live your life properly. you are a boring person. this is a last level of heaven. I know it bueatifull. but you are here because according to our law. you get two options 1. spend your time her then reborn again and this cycle go on or 2. your dead friend tell me that see going to wait for you in second world. she was trapped in devil castle. if you protect her and reborn in that worl

Her face was pale, but her eyes were steady. “You’re going after him.” “I am.” “When?” “As soon as the team arrives.” She stayed silent for a moment, processing. Then she leaned in and rested her forehead on my shoulder. “I’ll stay here. With August. With Matilda.” She lifted her head, eyes locked on mine. “But you come back. Promise me.” “I promise.” “Not to die, Tristan. To kill.” “I know.” She kissed me. A quick, hard kiss, full of fear and hope.

She said moments later, breaking the temporary silence. I pondered over her words. “Neither do i.” “Mm, promise you won't leave me?” My heart skipped a beat. Vampires kept to their promises. While I couldn't bear to stay apart from this woman, I didn't know what the future held. But I replied anyway. “I won't.” “You won't?” She asked, her voice taking a sleepy note. “I won't leave you.”

"I'm here my love... I'm here." I put my fingers up to her neck and felt for a pulse. She was something I could only hope for. Now that I got her.... what if she never comes back alive? What if I live nine lives without her? "I promise... If you come back to me... you will be far away from here. I will take you far away... and we will live peacfully. We will have no worries... and our children will have no worries. Our grandchildren will have none. And, one day they will forget all about us... But, we will have each other." I told her sweetly.

She lay against his chest, breathing unevenly, her fingers tracing invisible lines along his skin. “You have to promise me something,” she said. “Anything.” “No retaliation. Not against Mazzo, not against my father. Promise me.” He looked down at her, expression unreadable. “You think I can promise that?” “I need you to.” He hesitated, then nodded once. “Alright. I promise.” Her eyes fluttered shut, as if his words alone were enough to let her rest. But he stayed awake long after she drifted off, staring at the ceiling, knowing he’d just made a promise he might not be able to keep.

"I want you to promise me that you will be there for him. While he grieves and he hates me, promise me you will be there to hold his hand and anchor him." "You're speaking like you don't believe you will not survive." She shook her head. "I am just a woman looking at all the options." I wanted to argue with her, to tell her again that she was wrong, that we could change things. But I could see the resolution in her eyes. She'd made peace with the possibility of her own death long ago. "Of course," I said quietly. "I promise." Her smile was radiant, transforming her entire face. "Welcome to the family then, O'Callahan."