Book Broken Pieces Novels & Stories

His shoe came down with a sickening, crushing force. CRUNCH. The plastic shell shattered instantly. He didn't stop. He raised his boot and stomped on it again, again, and again, his face twisted in pure rage. Pieces of wire and metal scattered across the floor. The little red indicator light flashed once and died forever. "No!" I dropped heavily to my knees, the hard stone hurting my joints. My hands shook uncontrollably as I looked at the floor. The broken pieces were everywhere, small, mangled bits of plastic, sharp wire, a tiny green circuit board, clumps of white cotton, and shreds of brown fur.

He'd crafted it as a present for me, but the rose quartz bracelet was now shattered into pieces, which lay silently on the nightstand, emblematic of our broken marriage. He crouched and frantically picked up the rose quartz fragments. In his panic, he cut his fingers on the sharp edges of the fragments, and blood bloomed across the floor. He couldn't care less about the pain and quickly searched for the first aid kit so he could bandage his wounds. While looking for the first aid kit, Vincent was suddenly distracted by the glass jar in the corner. The glass jar was full of paper shreds, on which he could still make out some sort of writing. He picked up the glass jar and counted the paper sh

Tell me what did your dad do to you? (Amy) Mom, ever since you divorced dad, dad has been bringing different women home each and every day. When I protest he beats me until I can't move. He even lost his job, he become a drunkard. The worst part is... Tears started flowing down her face. (Roslyn) WHAT DID HE DO?

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

Jennifer chokes quietly. "It's not my story to tell. Let her come to you," I choke quietly and she nods with understanding. "I'm still putting broken pieces back together and learning something new along the way. Please, whatever you and Thomas do, don't break her trust. I'm not sure I'll be enough to pick up the pieces this time."

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

Leaving the door open would mean that Penny could hear him the moment he woke and the vehicle the screaming was coming from was only a few metres away. She didn’t hesitate to follow Joey. "What’s wrong?" she heard him ask the woman. "I’m one of the doctors from the hospital" A quick glance over his shoulder told him that Penny was right behind him. "And this is my friend, Penny" "It’s Mia—my daughter." The woman straightened, turning to face Joey. "We were at the park and she fell out of a tree." She tried, and failed, to stop her face crum-pling and a sob emerging. "There’s something wrong with her arm. I think she’s broken it."

He looks at the mattress and sees a puddle of blood where his ass was. Aiden turns away from the bed and staggers around the room, Tears run down his face as he cries. His vision is blurry as he looks through his tears, looking for something, but he's unsure what. Not until his eyes land on something, and he knows that's what he needs. Aiden stumbles across the basement toward the piece of broken metal hanging from the radiator. He grabs it and begins pulling as hard as he can. He wiggles and pulls on it until it finally breaks off.

She held onto her upturned wheelchair and forced her legs to move. "Please....please...please," she desperately begged her legs to work. Just this once. She was scared. So scared. She didn't want to die like this. Broken sobs tore through her soul as she struggled. After a lot of efforts she managed to get to her feet but as soon as she let go of the wheelchair and took a step forward, her legs gave out and she dropped back to the ground.