All Chapters of Broken by One, Desired by All : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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111~ The Announcement

Zane's Point Of View The second my body hit the mattress, every muscle in my body screamed in protest. The sheets were cool against my overheated skin, the pillow soft beneath my cheek, but my mind was still racing, my body still humming with the aftershocks of the training. I groaned, rolling onto my back, my arms spreading out like I was trying to melt into the bed itself. The ceiling above me was a blur of wooden beams and flickering shadows, the torchlight outside casting eerie patterns across the walls. My breath was still uneven, my pulse still thrumming in my ears, but the exhaustion was finally catching up, dragging at my limbs like an anchor.Fenric’s voice slithered into my mind, smooth and entirely too amused. “So. Ronan, huh?”I stiffened, my fingers digging into the mattress. “Don’t start,” I growled, my voice rough with warning.“Oh, come on,” Fenric purred, his mental tone dripping with mischief. “I’ve missed him. That smirk. That attitude. That scent…”“You’re a who

Last Updated : 2025-10-30

112~ Get A Life, Man

Zane's Point Of View “Zane will be retaking his Inheritance Ceremony.”The second the words left Headmistress Elaris’s lips, the hall erupted.A storm of gasps, shouts, and murmurs crashed over the room like a tidal wave, the sound deafening, the air thick with shock and disbelief. My pulse spiked, my fingers curling into fists at my sides, but I didn’t look away. Didn’t flinch. Just stood there, my posture rigid, my gaze locked on Elaris as the chaos unfolded around me.“What?!” Alisa’s voice cut through the noise, sharp and disbelieving. She stepped forward, her face twisted in outrage, her hands clenched at her sides. “This is impossible!” she snapped, her voice dripping with venom. “He failed last time! That should be the end of it!”Mark was right beside her, his expression dark, his jaw clenched. “This isn’t right!” he growled, his voice rough with fury. “He doesn’t deserve another chance!”The hall buzzed with agreement, some students nodding, others whispering, their eyes fl

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

113~ I'll Protect You Better

Zane's Point Of View “Miles?” My voice came out rough, disbelieving, like I was afraid if I said it too loud, he’d disappear.The air in the hall seemed to still, the noise of the crowd fading into a dull hum as I stood there, frozen, my eyes locked onto the man in front of me. Miles. His presence was like a physical force, solid and reassuring, his broad frame blocking out everything else. The scent of him… leather and gunpowder and something uniquely him, hit me like a punch to the gut, familiar and comforting in a way that made my chest tighten. His dark hair was slightly tousled, like he’d been running his hands through it, and his sharp eyes, the ones that had always seen more in me than I saw in myself, were locked onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse spike.I called his name again, just to be sure, my voice rough with disbelief. “Miles?”He nodded, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face. “Yeah, Zane,” he said, his voice deep and warm, like a rumble of dist

Last Updated : 2025-11-01

114~ Miles... What are you doing here?

Zane's Point Of View The garden air was thick with the scent of jasmine and damp earth, the torchlight casting long, trembling shadows across the stone path as I stumbled away from Miles. My lips still burned from his kiss, my body still humming with the ghost of his touch, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. I didn’t look back. Couldn’t. Because if I did, I knew I’d cave. I’d let him pull me back into that dark corner, let his hands roam over me again, let his mouth claim mine like he had every right to.And that terrified me. Because Ronan was my mate. The bond between us was a living, breathing thing, a fire in my veins, a pull in my chest that I couldn’t ignore. It was instinct. It was fate. It was everything I’d ever been taught to cherish, to protect, to need.So why did Miles’ kiss feel like coming home?Why did his touch send my pulse racing, my skin burning, my soul aching in ways I didn’t understand?I didn’t have answers. And I couldn’t stay.I pulled out my pho

Last Updated : 2025-11-03

115~ I Don't Need To Inform You Before I Come With You, Mate

Zane's Point Of View The common room felt smaller suddenly, the air thicker, the scent of coffee and toast mixing with something darker, something electric, that made my pulse spike. Miles stood in one fluid motion, his broad frame unfolding like a blade being drawn, his sharp eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach twist. He reached for the mug of coffee and the plate of toast on the table, his movements smooth, deliberate, like he was handing me a lifeline instead of breakfast.“Here,” he said, his voice rough but warm, the kind of tone that made my skin prickle. “You’ll need it.”I stared at him, my fingers hovering over the mug, my mind racing. What the hell was going on here? Last night’s kiss flashed through my mind… his hands in my hair, his mouth on mine, the way my body had melted against his, and my face heated. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry, and forced myself to meet his gaze. “Miles…” My voice came out rough, uncertain. “What are you doi

Last Updated : 2025-11-03

116~ It's Time

Zane's Point Of ViewThe second the word mate left Ronan’s lips, his arms were around me, his grip iron-clad as he yanked me against his chest. My breath hitched, my body reacting before my mind could catch up, my muscles melting into him as his scent… pine and smoke and something feral, wrapped around me like a storm. His chest was solid beneath my cheek, his heartbeat steady and strong, the warmth of him seeping into my skin, my bones, my soul. For a second, I forgot… forgot the tension, forgot Miles, forgot the Inheritance Ceremony, forgot everything, because Ronan’s arms around me felt like home. Like safety. Like the one thing in this world I could never outrun.His fingers tightened around my waist, his breath warm against my temple as he pressed his lips to my hair. “You think I’d let you walk into that library alone?” His voice was a dark rumble, vibrating through his chest into mine, his tone leaving no room for argument. “After last time?”I swallowed hard, my fingers curl

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

117~ Blessed By The Goddess

Zane's Point Of View The moment Ronan’s hand pressed against the small of my back, the warmth of his touch seeping through the fabric of my shirt, I knew there was no turning back. "Go on," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones, grounding me even as my nerves threatened to unravel. I swallowed hard, my fingers flexing at my sides, and glanced at Miles. He stood just behind Ronan, his dark eyes steady, his lips curved into that familiar, reassuring smirk. "You’ve got this," he mouthed, his gaze sharp but warm, like a promise wrapped in steel.I exhaled sharply, once, twice, my breath shaky but determined. Then, I stepped forward.The centre of the Old Library was bathed in an eerie, silver light, the stone tablet resting on the pedestal before me glowing faintly, as if it had been waiting. The air hummed with energy, thick and electric, the scent of old magic and aged parchment wrapping around me like a second skin. Headmistress Elaris stood just beyond

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

118~ It's Both A Gift And A Curse

Zane's Point Of ViewMy breath caught, my body going still. "What?!" The word tore from me, disbelieving, my mind reeling. "Blessed by the goddess?!"She nodded, her hands sliding to cradle my face again, her expression solemn but proud. "Yes, my son." Her voice was a whisper, but it echoed through me like a prophecy. "And that is why you are here.”Her hands still cradled my face, her thumbs brushing away the last of my tears, her touch warm and grounding even as the world around us pulsed with magic. The weight of her words settled over me like a mantle, heavy and sacred. "Blessed by the goddess," she repeated, her voice soft but carrying the weight of something ancient, something divine. "Our bloodline, Zane, is not like others. It is both a gift and a curse, a light that draws moths to the flame, and not all of them come with good intentions."I swallowed hard, my pulse spiking. "What do you mean?" My voice was rough, my mind racing. "A blessing and a threat?"She exhaled, her b

Last Updated : 2025-11-06

119~ I Am Always With You

Zane's Point Of View "It’s time to pass it onto you," she whispered, her voice carrying the weight of eternity.The moment the words left her lips, the air around us changed.The shimmering currents of magic that had cradled us like a cocoon now surged, twisting and writhing like living things, their colors darkening from gold to deep violet, from silver to a black so pure it seemed to swallow the light. My mother’s hands lifted from my shoulders, her palms pressing together as if in prayer, her eyes never leaving mine. "Brace yourself, my son," she whispered, her voice both a warning and a blessing.I barely had time to draw breath before the first wave hit.It started as a tingle, a spark of something electric at the base of my spine, like the first crackle of lightning before a storm. Then… Pain.White-hot, searing, like molten lava being poured directly into my veins. I gasped, my back arching, my fingers clawing at the empty air as fire erupted beneath my skin. It wasn’t just h

Last Updated : 2025-11-07

120~ You've Been Out For A Week

Zane's Point Of View The Old Library slammed back into focus, the stone walls towering around me, the scent of old parchment and magic thick in the air. My knees buckled, my body suddenly too heavy, too real, the weight of the ritual still humming in my bones. I hit the ground hard, my hands slapping against the cold stone, my breath coming in ragged gasps.And then, I saw them.Ronan and Miles, their faces twisted with worry, their eyes locked onto me, their bodies already moving toward me."Zane!" Ronan’s voice was rough, urgent, his hands reaching for me, his golden eyes burning with fear."What the hell happened?" Miles demanded, his voice tight, his grip firm as he knelt beside me, his dark eyes scanning me for injuries.I exhaled shakily, my vision swimming, my chest aching with a pain that had nothing to do with the ritual."She’s gone," I whispered, my voice raw, my fingers curling into the stone beneath me. And for the first time in my life, I truly understood what it meant

Last Updated : 2025-11-08

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