Brokenpromises Stories

Isabella learned too late that love is the most dangerous currency of all. As Queen of Mayhern, she ruled through restraint, not fear choosing compromise over conquest, mercy over suspicion. Every alliance cost her something. Every promise demanded a sacrifice. She gave until there was nothing left but the crown and the quiet ache of everything she had denied herself. The betrayal came from the hands that touched her daily. Those she trusted most sold her death as necessity, wrapped in loyalty and whispered justifications. Isabella was erased carefully, efficiently her blood spilled not in war, but in silence. Her crown passed on before her body was cold. She dies believing love made her weak. Death returns her broken and changed. Isabella rises bound to power that does not forgive and does not forget. The woman who believed in peace is gone, replaced by something sharpened by rage, grief, and the memory of betrayal burned into her bones. She no longer seeks mercy. She seeks control. And then there is him. A man who should have been her enemy. Dangerous. Unyielding. Everything she was taught to fear. He stands at the edge of her revenge, tied to her fate by blood, power, and a truth she is not ready to face. He does not ask for her trust. He does not offer redemption. He offers understanding the kind forged through shared darkness. As Isabella dismantles the lies built over her grave, she finds herself drawn to the one man capable of matching her fury and surviving her wrath. Loving him would be reckless. Trusting him could destroy what remains of her. But some bonds are born in ruin.

The marriage was flawless until she stopped pretending. To the world, he is the perfect husband. Kind. Steady. Admirable. The kind of man people trust without question. And she makes sure they never have a reason not to. She learns early how to protect the image how to smile through discomfort, how to translate loneliness into loyalty, how to turn silence into proof that love is simply private. She builds a version of him so convincing that it becomes the only one anyone is allowed to see. Even herself. The marriage survives because she believes in it. Because believing hurts less than doubting. Because hope, once held long enough, starts to feel like truth. From his point of view, everything is good. Secure. Loving. Unshaken. He doesn't notice the way she grows quieter, thinner around the edges, less present in her own life. He only sees the woman who keeps choosing him. When she begins to ache for something more connection, honesty, relief she doesn't know how to leave. She only knows how to endure. She turns to anything that softens the days, that slows the thoughts, that makes the loneliness feel survivable. Drinking becomes a pause. Using becomes a way to feel alive. Hunting becomes the only place where she remembers what control feels like. She tells herself it's temporary. She tells herself she's fine. She tells herself love is supposed to hurt sometimes. But the hurt accumulates. There are moments she can't take back. Decisions she makes quietly, carefully, because they feel necessary at the time. Things she carries alone, knowing that once done, they will change her forever. Even though she tried. Even though she loved him the best way she knew how. The story does not reward her for staying. The world will always see a perfect husband. A flawless marriage. They will never see the woman who disappeared inside it.

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A poem about broken promises related to a future marriage

COMPLETED | An Epistolary. | Bicol Language. | Let us meet Kathleen and Dexter, and witness the journey of their not-so-oh love story. A love without love. Started: November 20, 2021 Re-write: July 19, 2022 Date ended: July 27 2022 All rights reserved 2022 © Softikigai

Two childhood friends who promised to support each other's dreams no matter what. But one mistake, one cruel laugh, was enough to shatter everything between them. Eight years later, their paths cross again: Ray has grown into a dedicated sound engineer, while Amaya has become a famous model, actress, and singer. When their reunion happens, it isn't warm. Old wounds reopen, unspoken words weigh heavier than ever, and Ray refuses to listen to the friend who betrayed him. But as fate pulls them together through music, the question becomes, can broken trust ever be mended? And can love grow from the ashes of their past? ___________________________________________________________________ Hello, this is my first original story. If you enjoy with you, please let me know and give me a follow! With enough support, I plan to expand this into a full-length book, diving deeper into their story, their struggles, and the love that fights to survive. Your thoughts, votes, and comments will help me decide if this becomes something much bigger. This will be a one-shot, but because it's so long I decided to cut it into parts. The book cover is temporary. It is not mine and it belongs to its rightful owner.

If you had to choose between "HAPPINESS OF THE PERSON YOU LOVE OR YOUR OWN HAPPINESS " what would you choose ??

*STANDALONE* The story revolves around a girl, Elaina, whose world was turned upside down when the promise and trust she placed in the man she loved, the one she believed in more than anyone else, was shattered beyond repair. She had always seen him as her protector, her confidant, the one person who would never let her down. But in the end, it was him who broke her heart. Will he be able to win her again or let her go just like that? Will she ever be able to believe in him after what he had done? Read the story to know If they get their happy ending Or not...

Kamara William had her life lined up-business poppin', man by her side, future looking steady. But steady don't last forever, not when Keon "Slash" Sinclair step in the picture. He already got a girl, she already got a man, but the pull between 'em too strong to ignore. Keon dangerous, street deep, and used to getting what he want... and what he want is Kamara. Soon she finds herself caught between the man she promised and the one she can't stay away from. Lies get messy, love gets toxic, and the streets don't ever play fair. When obsession feels better than loyalty, somebody bound to get burned.

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Lucian was never meant to be loved. He was meant to be claimed. Born beneath a trembling sky and raised in a temple that measured worth in blood and obedience, he learned early that devotion often disguises itself as mercy. To the gods, he was a gift. To the world, a necessary loss. His childhood was shaped by ritual, silence, and the understanding that some lives exist only to be spent. Then there was Caspian. A god who did not free Lucian but chose him. Who called possession protection and captivity devotion. Who offered eternity wrapped in affection so intoxicating it felt like love. Between them grew something twisted and inescapable: a bond forged from reverence and control, longing and cruelty. Caspian loved Lucian the way gods love absolutely, possessively, without apology. And Lucian, desperate to be wanted by someone, learned how easy it was to mistake ownership for care. For a time, Lucian escaped. He lived among mortals. He learned laughter. Choice. Warmth. He learned what love looked like when it did not demand obedience. But gods do not release what they believe belongs to them. When Lucian is dragged back into the celestial realm, he returns changed no longer the obedient offering Caspian shaped, but not free enough to escape him either.

🌙 Book One Of The Unbroken Marriage Series. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣" *:..｡o○○o｡..:* She's broken. He was born to heal her. Rudraksh Singh Randhawa - a man carved from power, poison, and pain. CEO of Randhawa Pharmaceuticals, creator of his own lab 𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙊𝙈, and heir to the ruthless 𝘽𝙍𝘼𝙍𝙑𝘼 empire. He was born to rule, to kill, to protect what's his- and she is his. Radhika Swain - a journalist cursed by her past, haunted by the murder of her father, and determined to prove he wasn't a 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙏𝙊𝙍. She believes in truth... until truth leads her straight into Rudraksh's darkness. He's the sun-fierce, untouchable, the kind that burns anything that gets too close. She's the moon-soft, gentle, glowing even when she's surrounded by shadows. But when fire meets moonlight, something unholy is born- a love that can destroy them both, or save them forever. He marries her to protect her. She swears to never love him. But destiny has its own cruel plans. A curse. A broken promise. A woman running from her past. And the man who swore to make her whole again. When love is war, when trust is a weapon, when the sun falls for the moon- can even death break their bond? ☀️🪞🌙🥀

You were a very young boy, but your brothers as known as Sanemi and Genya Shinazugawa, you were five when they abandoned you, but as the years passed by and now, your a hashira by the age of thirteen. And you reunited with your older brothers but sanemi isn't happy. Your the Cloud hashira. May contain: swearing, deaths, sexual assault, and other thing. I'll explain the breathing styles in the story.

Meet Fareedah Muhammad - a quiet, tender soul raised by her grandmother after the tragic loss of her parents. From the moment tragedy struck, a promise was made: Fareedah would one day become the wife of her cousin, Nameer Abdullah. She was just seven years old, but even then, her heart began to beat only for him. She grew up dreaming of a future as his only wife - his queen. Every prayer whispered, every diary entry written, carried one name: Yaya Nameer. But dreams don't always come true. 💔 What happens when Fareedah discovers that the man she's waited her whole life for... has married someone else? Her uncle broke the promise. Will she watch another woman live the life she's always imagined? Or will she fight for the only love she has ever known? A story of love, broken promise ,hate and unshakable faith in destiny. © Naja'atu Zubairu.

In which Selena and Harry have to go through way too many obstacles to save their love. Social Media IMPORTANT NOTE - I've written this last year and honestly, looking back at all of this, it's bad but i don't want to edit it. I don't like going back to this to be honest. I've also done a sequel which is kinda better but still. Anyway, love you all and take care. And thank you all for the support!!

At Heritage University, Elara Vance is the "Pink Princess"-loyal, kind, and perfectly curated. She believes that if you play by the rules, you win. But on the night of the Mid-Winter Formal, the rules break her. A brutal betrayal by her golden-boy boyfriend and her best friend reveals that her "perfect" life was a lie. They thought she was too soft to fight back. They thought she was just a girl in a dollhouse. They were wrong. The velvet is coming down. The saint is dead. And Elara is about to prove that when you push a good girl too far, you don't get a victim. You get a villain.

💫Some stories begin with love. Hers began with heartbreak. Anaya always believed in fairytales-the kind of love that feels like poetry: soft, safe, and forever. But life didn't write her story that way. Rakshit came into her world like a dream, and left it like a storm. He didn't just walk away-he took her laughter, her trust, and every bit of belief she had in love. The girl who once wrote love stories stopped writing. Stopped hoping. Stopped asking. And then came Sharan-quiet as dusk, gentle as a held breath. He didn't arrive with promises. He didn't try to fix her brokenness. He simply stayed. Through silence, through pain, through the pieces she was too tired to pick up. And slowly, something about him felt... safe. Just when Anaya was learning to breathe again, Rakshit returned-bringing back the very storm she'd buried in the past. But this isn't a story about choosing between two men. It's a story about a woman choosing herself. Choosing peace over chaos. Choosing healing over haunting. Choosing a love that feels like coming home. The book Anaya once left incomplete-A Love She Never Asked For-finds its ending in Sharan's hands, and its title reborn as Sanj Veli Ye Ghara. Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive the way you imagined. It arrives quietly. It stays patiently. And it teaches you that home isn't always a place-it's a person.

This story follows a woman's journey through heartbreak, longing, remembrance, self-love, acceptance, and healing told through daily, first-person entries. Each chapter is a quiet step toward wholeness, where pain softens into understanding and love becomes something gentle, steady, and safe. This is a story about choosing yourself, honoring the past, and believing that real love is rooted in respect, trust, loyalty, and time. Not a story of chasing love, but of becoming ready for the kind that feels like home.

SHE WAS A BET HE WON. NOW SHE'S THE REGRET HE CAN'T ESCAPE "I don't love her." One sentence destroys Ruby's world. Ian-the most wanted boy in school-admits she was nothing but a bet... a game he already won. Graduation ends their story, but fate refuses to. In college, he watches her from afar-silent, guilty, obsessed. She cuts his name out of her life like a wound. He moves abroad to forget. She moves on to survive. But scars remember what the mind tries to erase. Some love stories don't end - they hunt you. The bet was finished. The consequences weren't. Please vote, comment, and support me if you like the story. NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.