A Broken Blade Booktok Mga Nobela at Kwento

The boy was trembling, the gold-violet glow of his hair flickering like a dying candle. "The North belongs to the broken?" The man laughed, a sound like glass being ground into a wound. "That’s a nice sentiment for a Hallmark card, Genesis. But in a high-tier web novel, 'The Broken' are only interesting when they are currently being smashed. If you want to keep the audience, you need a 'Crisis'." Lyra lunged from the shadows, her shadow-wings a violent canopy of violet starlight. She struck the man with her obsidian blade, but the metal stopped inches from his chest, hitting an invisible wall of "Negative Feedback."

I was on cloud nine, nothing could ever be more great than this moment. Alexander gentle ran his finger tips up and down my spine as I lay breathless on his chest still strattling him. I didn't know of I was afraid to move or just couldn't "I think I'm broken" I whispered motionless. " Oh no I broke my fiance" Alexander laughed as he carefully rolled me on to the bed. "yea you broke me" I laughed trying to move. "I bet if I got you some food you'd move" he teased. "food would be nice" I nearly whispered.

Only one messaged from him and all my worries would be gone. “I hope he won’t get mad.” I whispered while staring the table out from the garden. Until now I couldn’t believe that our house was still the same. I thought Demir would let Laura lived here and changed everything. As I was about to stand the frame suddenly fell on the ground. My heart skipped in surprise to hear the loud bang and the broken pieces of glasses scattered on the ground. I was about to pick one of the broken glasses but it pinned on my fingers and so as my phone suddenly vibrated.

“But she doesn’t understand you like I do.” Her blade pressed against his chest. Adrian froze, feeling the cold bite through his shirt, inches from his heart. He stared into her pale eyes, searching for weakness, for anything human left inside. “I will break you,” she whispered. “And when I do, you’ll thank me.” Something inside Adrian snapped.

The metal hisses against my skin burns but I don’t let go. Her eyes widen. Just slightly. Surprised. “You really thought that would work?” I ask softly. I twist and the blade snaps. Clean. Sharp. Useless. She jerks back but I’m faster now. I grab her, throw her— She crashes into the ground— Hard. The impact cracks stone. Dust rises. Silence follows. Then she laughs. Lying there. Broken posture. Still smiling. “You feel it, don’t you?” she says. I don’t respond.

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...

The world dissolved into light and pain and something else, something ancient that spoke in a language older than words. Daughter, the voice whispered. At last. Images flooded my mind. A woman who looked like me, standing on this very spot thousands of years ago, placing the blade on its pedestal. Battles fought and won, enemies crushed, a kingdom built on blood and honor. And at the center of it all, wolves of crimson, their eyes burning with power. The fire faded, and I found myself on my knees, gasping for breath. The blade lay on the floor before me, no longer glowing, no longer mysterious. It looked like nothing more than a beautiful sword, ancient and deadly.

I could understand her frustration after having a broken limb, but the fact that she had to do all of this proved just how insane she truly was. I took a deep breath, struggling to stay standing without the crutch that was her two followers. Rebecca and I were face-to-face, where I could see the mix of excitement and anger behind her eyes. She took up the hand she was hiding, revealing an iridescent silver blade to the edge of my face. The cool metal softly pierced the skin of my jaw, forcing my breath to quicken.

Vivian walked to and fro, her wolf agitated beneath her surface. Her claws seemed on the verge of extending as rage coursed through her veins like a raging fire. She gripped her phone tightly, breathing heavily. The betrayal hurt profoundly, more than any injury she had ever experienced in combat.

She dropped the phone and heard it fall on the shards of broken glass on the floor. The atmosphere was suddenly calm. The world was like it has paused in its track. The moon that shone in the sky was now swallowed by darkness and no stars to prove it. Then the air was becoming cold, blowing on like it had a secret to tell. Thaddeus looked down at the man below. The body made the greenish-gold environment which was once appealing look like a bright red passage to hell as blood flowed from the blood like a river down the street. From distance, crows guffawed.