Blow Me Away Breaking Benjamin Halo Novels & Stories

I have the Lux gift anyway. ***** [Ben’s POV] POW! The blow rang through the thick glass. Ben gripped tightly on the ashtray. The part that had earlier collided with the side of a head was now scarred with red. The asshole in front of him crumbled to the floor, refusing to address the pain with more than grunts. Shooting murderous glares, Ben scanned the rest of the silent faces and asked in a low whisper, ‘Next?’ You motherfuckers, he thought. He’s about had enough of these idiots.

89 - Ben I grab the door frame to keep me steady as my vision blurs. Elara’s all consuming despair blinds me. I feel a grip on my shoulder, but can’t seem to focus no matter how hard I blink. Warbled sounds are getting louder in my head. “BEN!!” I feel a slap on my cheek and blink again. “Ben! What the f*ck happened? What’s wrong with Elara?” Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

Dana spoke in a serious tone and lowered her voice “What I really want to do is release a virus into his personal drive. I want to avenge all the poor souls he’s been leeching.” “Your wish is my command.” Ben smiled charmingly. He had just thought of someone. “Really??” “Wait for me.” Ben walked out into the open area. He picked the unregistered phone and dialed an overseas number. “Who the fuck is tired of living?” A low growl came from the other end. “Bastard, are you tempting fate?” Ben teased. “Oh… you...” one could clearly hear the disdain “What do you want?” “I want you to hack into someone’s personal drive and plant a virus to completely destroy it without even dust to clean up.”

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

"If I show you all my demons and we dive into the deep end and crash and burn like every time before. I would tell you all my secrets, wrap your arms around my weakness. If the only other option's letting go." "I'll stay Vulnerable." - Selena Gomez ●●● "BABY WE ARE HERE, WAKE UP." I stir and slowly open my eyes to a smiling Christian stroking my hair. I find myself still in his lap. "Good morning."

"Jaime, last night... You broke me first." ------The End-------

Watching the three of them goof around, Diana smiled and said, "Ben has really grown a lot. I'm looking forward to their concert this time." Ramingo, rubbing his temple, added, "I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well, but my eyelid has been twitching. I hope nothing goes wrong." The three of them continued with the concert's preparations. About halfway through, they decided to take a short break. Ben, looking at Diana on the stage, walked directly to the front and agilely jumped down from the stage, which was over a meter high. As he landed, he stumbled and let out a cry of pain.

However, the hands that once shielded me were the very ones that cast me into the abyss. As they dragged me away, I pushed with all my might on a small button hidden in my sleeve. The token from Xavier was in my hand, his parting words haunting me–"This is your last chance." This was the chance he provided for me for the rest of my life!

His breath stank of cigarettes. "Let me go!" I gagged, struggling hard. The next second, the guy flew two feet back, passing out with a grunt. A familiar, cool scent hit me as someone helped me up. I looked up to see a handsome face, and tears poured out. "You left the party early," he said, his voice deep and soothing. "I got worried and checked the surveillance. I'm sorry I'm late."

A young and anxious usher navigated the crowd while balancing a tray holding three glasses of red wine. Lancelot raised two fingers in a swift gesture. The usher walked toward them willingly, his hands shaking just a bit as he got closer. The usher arrived and started to lower the tray, but Lancelot's hand reacted too swiftly. His fingers brushed the rim of the tray. A loud metallic crash. Then three glasses toppled sharply and splattered. The red wine burst over Vivian It flowed from her head, drenching her dark hair, gliding over her cheeks, and cascading down her collarbone.