Истории Promises

Alizey Tariq. Eighteen years old. The light of every room she walked into. The daughter every parent dreamed of, the sister every brother bragged about, and the friend everyone wished they had. Sweet. Innocent. Untouched by the dark realities of the world, living a life surrounded by love, laughter, and the kind of naivety that made her glow like a star in a moonless sky. She thought she knew what life was. She had no idea her real story was just about to begin. Khizer Shahid. Thirty years old. A man feared by many and loved by none. CEO by day, Mafia king by night. The world bowed to him - businessmen, politicians, criminals - yet he stood utterly alone, untouched by affection, incapable of tenderness. Life had carved him from stone, heartless and merciless, after a childhood drenched in blood and betrayal. At least, that's what he believed. Khizer wasn't looking for love. He didn't even believe he deserved it. But fate - cruel, merciless fate - had other plans. --- It started with a simple favor. Pick up his best friend's little sister from her university. A girl he hadn't even met before. A favor that would shatter everything he thought he knew about control, about power, about who he was. Because when Khizer Shahid's eyes landed on Alizey Tariq for the first time, it wasn't curiosity he felt. It wasn't interest. It was possession. Pure, primal, undeniable. In that single moment, he decided: She would be his. No matter what it took. By hook or by crook. By love or by hatred. He would tear down the world to have her, and God help anyone who stood in his way. When the cold-hearted beast finds himself bound to a childlike beauty... When complaints turn into pleas, When pain turns into an addiction, When hatred threatens to destroy what little love they have built, When the past refuses to stay buried, When the cost of loyalty is betrayal... Will he be able to hold onto her? Or will he lose the only salvation he ever had? *****

අත් නොහැරපු හිතවලට, අවසානයේ සතුට ලැබුණා.

𝙌𝙪𝙤𝙩𝙚; Words can shimmer like light on water-beautiful, persuasive, and fleeting-but they are only echoes carried by the wind. Promises rise easily from the tongue, dressed in sincerity, yet they vanish as quickly as they are spoken. Actions, however, leave weight in the world. They carve their meaning into time, steady and undeniable. Where words may wander and disguise the truth, actions reveal it quietly, step by step. So listen less to what is said, and more to what is done, for in the silent language of deeds, truth speaks without ever needing a voice. ~𝕭𝖆𝖒𝖇ì𝖓𝖆 𝕽𝖚𝖓𝖆

When a curse turns into bless - it is a book in 'the incomplete legacy' series The elder princess of a ruling kingdom 'the walking fairy ' the people known her by this name. But it is what she really? The black spot in known linage, beauty as like angel, mind is sharp as wind, grace is as great as glory but the thing is that she never talks. A princess who choose mute became a mute princess. The princess who is Motherqueen of pratapgarh kingdom in the name of protection but it is a woven game created to stop her. Princess Dhatri Pratapgarh. Maharana Vyom Singh Rudravanshi, the entire hind bows to him in pure fear and respect. The one who baths with blood with every war he fights, the linage of Rudravanshi is itself a terror word to others. Mercy meant nothing to him. The prince who once called as best prince by the entire hind for his practiced ease and capacity is a merciless king. The name started shining few years ago as king not a normal king but Maharana Vyom Singh Rudravanshi, once entire hind stood against him. He married her. She let him for the sake of her family and place. "You broke the promise Rana sa" She thrown this paper on his direction a fierce rage burning her eyes. He chuckled crushing the paper " When did I promised you this Rani sa"

My first 100 poems Pic is from pinterest

What if you woke up with no memory but just a name? What if that name belonged to a dead man who left you a voicemail from beyond the grave? What if a scar on your palm opened doors to a magic library where memories are currency and you have to trade pieces of yourself just to learn who you used to be? What if everyone wants something from you, some to save you, some to erase you, some because they loved you in a life you can't remember? And what if the only person with all the answers is dead? Waiting for you to find him. This is Kang Yeorim's story. And it starts with a dead man's voice in her ear, "I loved you more than the sky loved the dawn." --- [A huge thank you to the artist for this stunning Taehyung painting used as my cover art. No copyright infringement intended, this is a non-profit fan work made with love. All credits to the actual artist.]

Elenor Williams and Jacob Matthew had been inseparable since middle school. Best friends. First love. Forever. Until forever ended on a quiet night filled with screeching tires. Two months after Jacob's death, a letter arrives on Elenor's birthday, written in his unmistakable handwriting. At first, she convinces herself it's something he prepared in advance. A final act of love. One last promise. But then a few months later, another letter comes. And another. Each one feels too aware. Too personal. Too present. They mention things no one else should know. They comfort her. They warn her. They remind her that promises were made the night Jacob died. As grief slowly turns into something far more unsettling, Elenor begins to question everything - the accident, the memories, and even the people she trusts the most. Because sometimes, missing someone isn't the scariest part. 'Sometimes, it's realizing they might never have left.'

Sophie is a materialistic girl who loves luxury but later learns that money isn't all and it can't buy family. Her life turns upside down when Megan enters it. Sophie's life immediately turns into heartbreak and depression from losing harry.

Jay has loved Sunghoon since high school - quietly, painfully, and without ever being chosen. Sunghoon's heart has always belonged to someone else. Someone Jay never tried to compete with. That someone trusted Jay more than anyone else. When circumstances force Jay and Sunghoon into an unexpected marriage, Jay agrees without hesitation - not because he believes he will be loved, but because he made a promise he never wants to break. Sunghoon believes this marriage is Jay's choice - that Jay wanted this, that Jay took away what he loved most. To Sunghoon, everything feels like Jay's fault. But Jay knows the truth is far more complicated. He is only keeping a promise. A promise made out of love, not hope. A relationship built on silence. A slow-burning journey where hatred softens, wounds reopen, and feelings change in ways neither of them expected. Because sometimes, loving someone more means choosing them... even when it hurts.

At eighteen, Clive was the guy everyone looked at, but the only proposal he ever received was a joke from his younger brother's tiny best friend. To quiet the crying child, Clive gave a playful nod and a promise to marry him-a vow he was certain would fade as fast as a childhood whim. Ten years in the US erased the memory from Clive's mind, but for Ali, the clock never stopped. Now, Clive has returned home to find that the "cute kid" has grown into a man who hasn't forgotten a single word. What Clive treated as a laughing matter, Ali treated as a binding contract. Clive thought the promise was a mistake. Now, facing the man Ali has become, he's starting to realize that keeping it might be his most dangerous guilty pleasure. Taglish BL-#1

Rosie attends a funeral she doesn't fully understand, only to slowly uncover the heartbreaking truth her mind has tried to hide. As memories return, she must face grief, loss, her dad's promise gaining a new meaning for her.

Amelie Carter was kind and gentle, but with so much turbulence in life, she changed. Growing up, she was given anything and everything she wanted, but when her family split and fell apart, she lost it all. Became somebody she couldn't recognize. She's at the center of the drama, doesn't get along with her family, and is sent to a behavioral boarding school. She makes friends. Finds herself in growth. Discovers new things about herself and the world. It's there when she meets Charlie Jones and Elias Zacarías. One will bring stability and affection; a flow of steady warmth. The other will bring understanding and protection, igniting something she thought she'd lost. But who will she choose, and who will she hurt? This is a rewrite of something I worked on before. I've grown, and hopefully my work has matured enough for me to enjoy this not only as an author but as a reader. "I wish I could tell you How I really feel Cause now that the lights have faded It'll take a while to heal So I'll keep on going for what it's worth Cause we were a match made in Heaven Too bad we were here on Earth" -Paige Fish cover: gracehonorliv on pinterest

Continuation from my previous story The Story of Tracy Beaker

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Love is hard, Destiny can't be rewritten and Fate is always tragic MAY REWRITE

Why can't I think of anything poetic to say? Anyways! Here is my novice collection of short dreamy paragraphs and poems, most of them writen at 2am at night (simply because I am too scared to stay up till 3...have u heard some of those crazy 3am horror stories?) Sorry! I promise my stories are better than this intro ;) Hope you enjoy! I would be really glad to know how to improve and please vote if u like what you read. Every single one will make my day :) Love you!

Kassidy Emery is a rich pureblood , daughter of a French Minister and a rich Spanish women , she is part of the Emery family who is very well known as a rich ruthless family . When she transfers to Hogwarts she reunites with an old friend . "This is the story of Kassidy Grey Emery." THIS STORY'S EVENTS DO NOT FOLLOW THE MOVIE ORDERS (January 13 2021- )

**Finding Lucy** **Prologue** The air smelled like rain and roses. I remember that clearly. The windows of the car were rolled halfway down, letting the cool evening breeze rush through my hair. The scent of wet earth drifted in from the woods lining the road, mixing with the faint sweetness of the roses my mother had tucked into the dashboard earlier that morning. Lucy said they made the car smell like a garden. Mom laughed and said maybe they would keep them there forever. Lucy was singing along to the radio again. She was terrible at singing. Not that it stopped her. She sat beside me in the back seat, kicking her legs to the rhythm of the music while Dad tapped the steering wheel. Mom leaned her head against the window, smiling as she listened. For a moment, everything felt perfect. Just us. Just our little family. Then the headlights appeared. Blinding. Sudden. Dad swore under his breath. The wheel jerked hard. Mom screamed. Tires shrieked against wet pavement. The world spun violently. Metal slammed against metal. Glass shattered around us. And everything went dark. But before the darkness swallowed me completely, I remember one thing. Lucy's hand grabbing mine. And her voice saying: "Avery, hold on." Then nothing. --- When I woke up, the world had changed. I didn't know it yet. But everything I believed about that night was a lie.

Kira Marin a normal 16 year old girl with a normal boring life in a small town where nothing interesting ever happens. Well... That all is about to change. She goes though life with a smile or at least she tries to. She doesn't really believe in 'the one' or 'true love', she doesn't even believe in 'happy ever after' But maybe there's a chance she might get it all... just maybe. She got her life carved in stone and planed out perfectly but what happens when she falls for a boy who was never a part of the plan. Will it all come crumbling down or will she find her 'happy ever after' even though she doesn't believe in it. I hope you enjoy 🤗 Warning: this is my first book so i think that speaks for itself TW: mention of suicide and self harm

Regardless of the challenge I may need to overcome, I am still looking for an answer for my curiousity. I am always persistent to find an answer, just for my curiosity to end. "Where Do Broken Promises Go?" It's my question. I didn't even know where it came from, but I only know one thing; I want an answer. As usual. But will I like it the time I found it? Date Started: April 23, 2021 Date Ended: February 25, 2022 Status: COMPLETED