Promise Stories

She was too soft for his world. He was too dangerous for hers. A forced marriage binds a college girl with a man feared by everyone. Cold, arrogant, and impossible to understand, he becomes the husband she never wanted. But behind every secret, every lie, and every dangerous night, a truth waits to be uncovered. And sometimes, the person you fear the most becomes the one you can't live without. A story of love, obsession, secrets, and a marriage neither of them chose. :::

*Continue the journey after Chapter 386 - Checkmates This story is for those who adore the bond between the main lead, Jasper Jean Mariano, and her beloved Ulupongs ~🥀~ ⚠️ But what happens when everything Jay has ever believed turns out to be a lie? What if her past is nothing but a carefully woven mystery? What if the people she trusts the most are hiding secrets again that could shatter her world? And when the sadness chapter finally comes to light... will she be able to survive it? Find out after Chapter 386 - Checkmates. Will his love set her free... or destroy everything she loves? *Book 3 of Ang Mutya ng Section E (Fanfiction Continuation) *from the chapter - 1 ( The Room. ) NOTE :- LOVE HURTS.

හැරදමා සමුගෙන යන්න නම්, ඇයි මේ තරම් මට ලං උනේ?❤️‍🩹 #mprg #bl

Ashley Valencia , a typical girl in school. A girl wishing like others too, to meet their Prince-charming. Eventually, she meets the so-called-perfect-guy, that everyone dreams- Kein Lyiem miller, a nerdy good looking guy, a guy that everyone idolized. They have a perfect relationship like everyone says, and everyone envy - But just like the typical relationship - it's has limits, it's has to be end -because of uncertains. They still hoping that someday they will end up for each other. Pagbibigyan kaya kami ng pagkakataon? Pagbibigyan kaya kami ng panahon? That someday it will be for us.

Everlyn never knew how much loving someone would cost. That was years ago, so long ago. Now? Her sister was dead, her lover was done, her son forgot everything about her. And her heart? Not done yet...

Poems, I think. Iterum: The Latin word for "again".

Who will you choose to chase? Your dreams that will changes your life? Or the love that found you unexpectedly? Do you believe in love? Do you believe that love drives us to what is best and what is not? Can you love while chasing your dreams? Or can your love hinders you from reaching them? Are you willing to risk everything to fight what you love? Or are you afraid that love will sabotage your future?

**Prolog** Seorang wanita yang baru terjaga daripada lena panjangnya menyedari bahawa dia tidak lagi berada di hospital. Matanya melilau memerhati bilik luas dan mewah yang dihiasi ornament emas berkilauan. Dia mengelip beberapa kali, cuba memahami keadaan. Memori terakhir yang diingatinya ialah dia berbaring di atas katil tanpa tahu berapa lama masa berlalu akibat penyakit yang tiada penawarnya. "Ini bukan hospital... aku kat mana ni?" bisiknya perlahan. Dia cuba bangkit dari katil besar yang terasa terlalu mewah untuk sebuah hospital. Namun, sakit kepala yang tiba-tiba menyerang membuatkan tubuhnya terhuyung sebelum matanya tertancap pada cermin besar di hadapan. Pantulan di dalam cermin itu bukan dirinya. Bukan gadis biasa berambut hitam dan berwajah sederhana seperti dahulu. Sebaliknya, seorang gadis muda berkulit pucat dengan rambut putih panjang hingga ke kaki sedang memandangnya. Mata keemasan gadis itu bersinar indah, lengkap dengan bibir merah dan bulu mata putih yang lentik. "S-siapa ni...?" Hari demi hari berlalu, dan dia akhirnya menerima kenyataan bahawa dia kini hidup sebagai seorang puteri di kerajaan besar Varethia. Lily Lucienna of Varethia. Sebagai satu-satunya puteri raja, hidupnya berubah sepenuhnya. Lebih aneh lagi, dia mula mengalami mimpi pelik tentang lima ekor naga yang sering muncul dalam tidurnya seolah-olah cuba menyampaikan sesuatu. Perubahan sikapnya yang menjadi lebih ceria juga membuatkan ramai orang mula rapat dengannya. Puteri yang dahulu dingin kini disenangi para pelayan, kesatria, dan rakyat istana. Namun tanpa dia sedari, kehidupannya di Varethia baru sahaja bermula... dan bersama lima naga itu, takdir besar sedang menunggunya.

Cold water began from shower falling on them, as his hand locked at her waist, pushing her firmly against the wall. He leaned in, voice low cold, edged with accusation. "Itni bhi kya majboori thi jo tumhe hotel room tak jaana pada?"he asked, words slow and cutting. Anya's breath hitched, her body shivered as she looked at him with her teary eyes but he didn't soften. His gaze stayed fixed on her like he was just waiting for her to break under this betrayal. Anya opened her trembling lips. " Ar-" but before she could say his name, his grip tightened on her and a cold metal pressed against her stomach making her eyes widened and stop. Aryaan looked at her eyes, as a faint, bitter smile touched his lips. "Wafa ka dawa bhi karti ho aur raaste bhi woh chun ti ho jahan se bewafai guzarti hai." She shook her head but no words came, silent tears rolling down her cheeks, he stepped closer their breath mixing with falling water as he pressing the tip of his gun on her stomach. Anyaksha Rajvi Jaisal X Aryaan Singh Rathore

When Stella was forced into a marriage with Rafe , their journey started with pure hatred. A cold , ruthless and dominant Mafia who never wanted to marry was forced into a marriage with an ambitious,strong and invincible girl. Their stubbornness to gain dominance over each other caused them to fall in love even harder. As the secrets are unveiled they both find themselves standing on the same page. But is this love, lust or temporary affection?? *********************** "I want you to go out of the room" she spoke clutching her wedding gown. "Why ?" I asked as my brows furrowed. "Because I want to change ?" "You can change in the bathroom" I replied taking off my watch. She gasped at my suggestion. "How am I supposed to change this huge dress in the bathroom. The floor might be all wet" she answered with a shocked expression. "Who told you to buy such a huge dress" "It was my wedding, if I can't choose the person I want atleast I choose the dress I want" "I don't think the floor might be wet" I replied with a frown. "Wait, why don't you want to go out of the room" she muttered keeping her hands on the waist. "What do you mean ?" I asked. "Do you want to stay hear while I change ?" she cocked an brow "Well in that case - I won't mind it" ********************* #enemiestolovers #slowburn #forcedmarriage #obsessivelove #mafiaromance

"𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔... 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓." "I Love You & I Will Always Do Till My Last Breath. But I Know, I Don't Deserve You And Your Love. I Just Don't, After Whatever I Did To You. Please Hate Me Shehnaaz, Hate Me A Lot. I Beg You." "I Know, I Don't Deserve You Sidharth Ji. Because, You're Perfect But I'm Not. But Still My Heart Started To Beat For You. What Do I Do Now? How Do I Stop It Now? Please Tell Me. I Beg You." Sidharth Agnihotri and Shehnaaz Sharma. Jo pyaar toh karte hai ek dusre se bohot. Par dono sochte hai, woh ek dusre ke layek nahi hai. Kyu aisa sochte hai dono? Aur kya woh dono samajh payenge ke woh dono bane hi hai, ek duje ke vaaste? To know all the answers read "You & I Forever" *** Best: #50 - #sidnaaz On (23.03.2023) #31 - #sidharthshukla On (02.10.23) #90 - #shehnaazgill On (23.11.2023) #10 - #emotionalrollercoaster On (04.01.24) #30- #accident On (13.04.23) #7 - #wattpadfanfiction On (13.04.23) #3 - #wattpadstory #1 - #companionship #27 - #emotional On (13.04.23) *** Start Date: 10.02.2023 End Date: 4.01.2024 Language: English. Mature: Yes.

When friendship become Brotherhood and brotherhood turns into love

He once cherished the voices and sounds flowing around him, but they all slipped away into silence. She was there to fill the quiet with her smile....gentle, yet carrying a hidden weight, a fragile secret whispered only by time. She moves through days like a fading light, careful not to reveal too much, while he lives in a world without sound. Yet in a single, unexpected moment... they find each other, and neither lets go.

"I don't ever want to see your face again just get out. This was your friendship??? I hate you do you get that I fucking hate you. Just get the hell out of here" shouted Abhi on a petite girl named Ashi. That girl left the city leaving everything behind with her family although she was an orphan... *5 years later* A strong-headed girl in her 3rd year of college is heading toward her dance studio to facilitate a session. But every day while entering her dance studio she remembers someone but neglects her thoughts. At night: She was studying at her desk but her eyes fell on the small carving on her desk. Brushing her hand on the carving she thought "Why did you hurt me so much?? You didn't want to see my face right, I would make sure of that." A lone tear fell from her eye and she slept on her desk. On the other hand: A man enters his office and keeps himself busy at work, doesn't bother to eat or sleep. He works till late at night. His eyes suddenly land on a small photo frame kept on his table. He asks the frame "I uttered some rubbish and you accepted?? I believe that I was never important to you. I can bet that you don't even remember me once." Saying this he slept holding that frame tightly to his chest. Let's indulge in this story. Love or Hate? Together forever or Separation? HI GUYS!!!! I am a very new writer Please support me and motivate me to write more. Vote and comment Loads of love!!!! Thank You!! Anamika

Hello~ Welcome to my poetry book^^ In this book, you will find a collection of poems I have written (and am writing) throughout the year. I hope you like it and make sure to let me know what you think~~ XOXO, minnie

*Chance: Part 2 - The Journal* | Summary 10 years later. Chance is still carrying 40 names. No peace, no answers. Just the black journal with charred edges and handprints he couldn't save. He stops hiding from the guilt. He opens the journal. Each name becomes a mission. He finds the 11 other survivors. Together they start tracking down families, making amends, and uncovering why the fire spread so fast that night. The journal isn't just memories anymore. It's proof. It's evidence. It's a promise written in ink. Some people want the past buried. Corruption, silence, "let it rest." But 40 names won't let Chance rest. Part 2 is the journey: from survivor's guilt → to purpose. From "why me" → to "what now." This is the middle chapter. No fire, no ending yet. Just work. Just showing up for 40 people who can't speak for themselves. The motto: _"40 names in ink. 11 hearts on fire. 1 promise to keep."_ Part 2 ends with the group finally understanding the full truth... but not ready to face it.

𝑰𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓♡ 𝑫𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑫𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔-𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆: 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒘 ❤️🔥 TROPES ✨ Slow Burn Romance ✨ Brother's Best-Friend × Best-Friend's Sister ✨ One-Sided Love ✨ Grumpy × Sunshine ✨ She Fell First, but He Fell Harder ✨ Office Romance ✨ Multiple Couples ✨ Friends to Lovers ✨ Healing from the Past

" I hope you will be happy in your life with the one who is destinated". - He wished knowing he don't have any chance even if he find her again. "I hope you'll be my destiny. My love💜". -She wished hoping for their destiny. Both of them had 'love at first sight'. Couldn't confess afraid of rejection. But now both had different situations. One is getting married, another one praying for their destiny to be one, not knowing he is already slipping from her destiny. Both souls bound by fate. How will their destiny be one? ***********************************

Their love felt soft like peace and deep like destiny. But as emotions grew stronger, silence, misunderstandings, and hidden struggles slowly found their way between two hearts that once beat as one. Torn between love and unspoken pain, she begins to wonder if loving someone deeply is enough to keep them forever.

They had known of each other since childhood, though barely-just fleeting glances at the corridors and passing words at family gatherings. She was reserved, graceful, carrying her family's legacy with effortless grace, a future heir of the dreams she never choose but accepted with dignity. He chose the world of business, building his own path instead of the responsibilities, he didn't wanted to accept. Their families moved in circles of politics, power and influence, where every gesture, every words were mattered. Years passed, and those passing glance became thoughts he could not ignore. He admired her from afar, the way she moved with grace, the way her presence commanded attention without a word. And one day, after much hesitation and courage he finally asked for her hand "Humein aap pasand hain, Zara. Kya aap hamse shaadi krne ke liye raazi hain?" ______________________________________________ She met his eyes with calm composure, a soft, reserved smile, and said, "Humein aap pasand hai... par papa ki ijaazat bhi zarooori hai." In that single line, tradition and longing intertwined. And quietly, their journey of love began.