Book Broken For You Novels & Stories

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.

How was that even possible when they hadn’t found a body? They went on and on, displaying grief they never felt, while I grappled with the lengths they were willing to go just to erase me. My brakes had failed. And now that I thought about it, my Jeep had been in perfect condition—even though I barely used it. How could the brakes have suddenly stopped working? And why were they so quick to declare me dead? I thought I had known heartbreak before. But this—this shredded my heart completely, setting it ablaze with red-hot pain. Wounds that nothing could heal except vengeance.

We did not fracture under pressure anymore. We reinforced.

Alexa lends her book. “Thank you.” Cornelio drop his bag on his chair then it broken up too. “Tch …! Now this ….” said Cornelio. “What is that?!” said Samuel. “Why my chair is broke – Wait, it just the bolts. It’s ok, I got this.” Said Cornelio. He take screwdriver from his bag. “Well, then fix it by yourself.” Said Samuel. Samuel continue to write on the board. “Jeez, it still morning but my day is already ruined.” Said Cornelio.

"Your mother made me take it back after giving me an earful. I don't even know what I was thinking when I bought it in the first place" "Yeah. You were so clueless" she said perching herself on the edge of his desk. Her mother had spent all night explaining to her why she couldn't keep it and she remembered being so mad that she went to stay at Vincent's house for the weekend. He was the one who'd told her that all she had to do was wait till she was a grown up then ask for it. No time like the present. "So? Can I get it?" "Yes. We'll go and get you one whenever you want to. I'll have Alice hold an interview for a driver and call my friend Fabian to send me a couple of security guys so you c

Shaun agreed, then added, “Speaking of which. Did you ever find Monday’s Trouble?” Oh, right. I needed to give that to the Librarian and see how much it was going to cost me. “Uh, yeah…” I said, hesitant. “I did, but it was… I mean, its ruined… I’m not sure how it happened, but it got torn to two. I was trying to fix it, but it doesn’t seem possible. It looks like I’m going to have to pay for a replacement.” “Torn in two? How did that happen?”

" He asked again, clueless. I blinked, realising that in all of the drama i just let on, the crucial information wasn't passed. "I.. i.. i uhm, it.. it's broken, all of it." I confessed slowly, stuttering as the words choked my throat. "What's broken?" He queried doubtfully. A sob/hiccup escaped from my mouth. "The test pieces." I let out. ###

Trembling, I reached for my phone and dialed emergency services. The pain made my consciousness blur, and in my dazed state, I thought I saw Lucas whispering in my ear when he marked me. “I will always love you and protect you.”

I stumbled into something, staggered for a while, and crashed to the floor. One of the bottles broke into pieces and the pieces scattered all over the place.

Lorenzo wanted to know what the file said about the situation. "Who?" I said Matteo Russo. The glass that Lorenzo was holding in his hand suddenly broke into pieces. The glass, in Lorenzos hand was completely shattered. Lorenzos glass was broken now. He did not drop it. He squeezed the whiskey glass hard that the glass broke. Now whiskey and blood are dripping onto the rug. The whiskey glass is. That is a big problem. The man did not appear to feel the pain. He looked at me his eyes were really wide, with a lot of horror. He just could not believe what he was seeing.