A Broken Blade Booktok Novels & Stories

“I really didn’t want to hear any of the shit that would’ve come out of your mouth anyway. So let’s get it over with, shall we? Quick and easy—for me, at least.” My eyes flew open just in time to see the blade rising in her hand. The dagger—or whatever it was—caught the dim light of the room and glinted like it was proud of what it was about to do, winking at me as if to say, “This is it, girl.” My breath caught in my throat, a sharp gasp that stuck there. Is this really it? Is this how my story ends? Not in some epic battle, not while running for freedom, not with a whisper from the Moon Goddess guiding me to safety… but in a disgusting room like this, trapped between a murderer and a heart

Then his expression became cold again. “Listen carefully.” he suddenly said and I nodded automatically. “Nobody at school must know about this, not a single soul. I am not your step brother, we don't live together. We are not related and I don't know someone as lame as you. If you as much as breathe this to anyone, I will ruin you I promise.”

My Alpha slept with another woman. He promised me, "It was an accident." "I was drugged," he said. "I didn't even know what I was doing. Besides, I've already used my family's influence to bury it. No one will ever know." But three months later, I found him in the hospital with her—the pregnant Omega. This time, what Sebastian said to me was as cold and final as a death sentence: "Sophia, you're a smart woman. You understand the importance of a bloodline. This child will be the strongest Alpha heir our pack has seen in decades." That was it. My heart shattered. I turned and walked away. But they had no idea what they had just unleashed.

"Vincent is only with you because of the mate bond. You think he'd choose you otherwise? An omega? With Fae blood? You're everything the pack despises." The fake Vincent's smile curves wider as he steps closer. Right into my space, his face inches from mine. "Am I truly a coward?" I don't flinch. Don't back down. Our eyes lock. "Yes." Pain detonates through my side. I gasp, shock stealing my breath. I look down and see it—a blade buried in my ribs. Blood blooms across my shirt, spreading fast. Too fast. The fake Vincent twists the knife. I scream. The pain is real—god, it's real. How is it real? This is an illusion. Mom said illusions are just in your head. They can't actually hurt you.

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

I retorted, my hand resting protectively on the boy. "ELLIS!" the Alpha bellowed, his eyes going pitch black as his wolf took over. Alexandria surged forward, her presence rising within me. My own eyes flashed silver. "*If you yell at him again, I will slit your throat—even if it’s the last thing I do, you beast!*"

She walks a step closer, “I didn't do this!” I turn my back against her and pour myself another shot and take it in a single gulp. “Those promises were made by a fucking idiot to a cheap slut. Now, see yourself out of my property.” The eerily quiet room is filled with her silent sobs. I can feel her eyes burning a hole in my back but I'm too numb to feel a thing. I could feel her retreating from me. My heart aches for her to stay but my head is in charge right now.“Tell Sophia she is fired for letting you in”.

Trigger warning ⚠️: This book has been tagged mature and may contain words of violence, sex, drugs, abuse, mental disorders, eating disorders and other elements that may trigger a person. ********** 14 YEARS AGO, NATA, BOTSWANA "Dineo, please don't do this." Keeya pleaded desperately, "My parents are coming over. How do we explain the marks?" She cried out as Dineo slapped her again. Keeya's body throbbed with pain. She was still sore from the beatings he gave her last night after he had stumbled through the door of their run-down apartment, drunk.

Elara's POV Silence had fallen over the coastal city. I stood on the balcony of my small, rented apartment, pulling a silver dagger from the leather satchel at my hip. It was the last thing my father gave me, its hilt carved with the ancient runes of our pack. Moonlight caught the edge of the blade, glinting cold and sharp. I tightened my grip and drew a deep cut across my left palm. Blood welled up instantly, a vibrant crimson in the moonlight.