You Make Me Promises Promises Novels & Stories

Zane started, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “You have made me the happiest woman in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and to help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and to remember to show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise

“‘DARK SKY’, the poem behind this painting I made just for you, which means a sad goodbye of never.” Woke up at another time, yet the recent reality of my life where Mike ends up leaving me behind without telling me why. And by which I am recalling the past that he is will me and that he is saying all of those promises that I am still holding on and tight. It then echoes, with the words. “Tsk! Promises are not meant to be broken. It is meant to be fulfilled.”

She looked up at me and asked me with innocence and smile lingerie on my lips and I thought of teasing her, "I think there are even some more guys, what do we do?" "You cannot betray me and leave me, okay?" She mumbled "Promise me. Promise me." And her pleading eyes met mine. "Sure, I promise!" I promised her to not leave her and that promise was not for just that moment but it was a promise for a lifetime. ❤️AUTHOR' NOTE❤️ ❤️ Hey everyone, hope you've enjoyed this chapter and do listen to that song which I've mentioned. I'm sure after listening that song, you'll love this chapter even more.❤️

His plea reached Iciest and me in a raw outpouring of emotion: "You have to come back to us, Mommy, Daddy. My brother and I will be waiting." Their vulnerability gnawed at my own heart, intertwining our fates and fears. Rising from my seat, I stepped closer to History and gently cupped his tear-streaked face, placing a tender kiss on his cheek. Turning to Chronicles, I mirrored the gesture—a promise in every touch. Promises were tricky, almost fickle in the face of uncertainty, yet I couldn't resist the impulse to reassure them. So, though my heart quivered with the weight of the unknown, I spoke the words that held both power and fragility: "I promise, my loves."

"Yes, I will tell you everything," Sticking out my pinkie finger, I extended it toward him. "Promise?" He looked at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Are we really doing a pinkie promise? What are we, five-year-olds?" I persisted, undeterred by his teasing. "It doesn't matter how old we are. You need to make this promise and seal it." He looked at his injured hand encased in a bandage. "I can't seem to use my hand." "That's not a problem," I reassured him, rising from his side. Taking his free hand, I hooked my pinkie finger with his and sealed the pact with our thumbs. "Promises are meant to be kept."

It’s suffocating me, strangling me, and making me wish that I had never seen the light because now that I have seen it and felt it, I know what I am missing out on. When you told me that you will love me, hold me and cherish me every single day of my life, I had really believed you. I thought that you would keep your promises but I was wrong. I guess you got bored of me in past 6 years. Tell me Jonathan, is my heart so worn out now for you to hold, that you threw it away like trash. I believed you when you told me you love me, I believed in you when you kissed me and held me, I believed in your dreams and your soul but I guess it was all for nothing.

"I, Blake Sander, promise to encourage your compassion, Because that is what makes you unique and wonderful. I promise to nurture your dreams, Because through them your soul shines. I promise to help shoulder our challenges, For there is nothing we cannot face if we stand together. I promise to be your partner in all things, Not possessing you, but working with you as a part of the whole. I promise to feed you whenever you want, and whatever you want. As long as I get to eat too. Lastly, I promise to you perfect love and perfect trust, For one lifetime with you could never be enough. This is my sacred vow to you, my equal in all things." He completed with a smile, his eyes shining. I then be

I hissed as I coughed out blood, and more blood oozes out of my injured stomach. "Tell me everything." "My first promise... I'll marry you after everything, and you'll see me in a white gown." "My second promise... we'll meet again after a few years if ever this drastic fate separates us." "My last promise... I'll never be one of the stars up there."

Aurora, you should’ve just walked away from all of this. I bit my lip, trying to focus on Adrian instead of the firestorm of emotions inside me. The last thing I needed was another argument. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring—the one he had given me, the one that symbolized promises broken. Adrian’s eyes followed my every move. When I handed him the ring, his fingers brushed against mine, and for a moment, I felt a flicker of the past. But that moment quickly died. I wasn’t the same girl who had once believed in his promises. I wasn’t the same naive woman who had thought love was supposed to be easy.

The sound of rain swallowed her words, carrying them into the night — a quiet promise, and a warning. The dawn would come again. And this time, it wouldn’t break her. It would break them.