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Zharn's mother smiled from the other side of the table next to her husband and first child. "Indeed." His father curtly replied. "Thank you." I gave my brightest rehearsed smile, hoping it looked as good as it did in my dresser's mirror. I sat down, placing my purse on my lap, and Zharn sat next to me. "Before I forget, I got you something." "You can't have anything I like except for your ginger hair." She replied coolly. "What about a book by Jamilla Coover, the final book of this Break Me series?" I raised up the black and purple popular mystery thriller novel.

That I could handle being close to him as long as I never crossed that line. Except now the line had been crossed for me, by Aqua, by a ring, by vows and my heart wasn’t just bruised anymore. It was broken clean through. And the worst part? He still didn’t know. He probably never would. “Let’s just say I was afraid of rejection,” I said quietly. Barnes nodded firmly. “Yeah, that’s one.” I sighed deeply. My stomach felt so full, I’d eaten way more than usual. I guess the whiskey had boosted my appetite. All of a sudden I needed to take a short walk to help everything settle faster.

~~~~~~~~~~~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.

My name on Rayne's lips right now is like a curse, a testament to my impending doom. I raise my chin, daring him. "And if I don't." "Do not make me repeat myself sweet vixen," he warned but i stay adamant, vehemently holding his gaze. I should have known, that the Russo blood in me would one day be mine ruins. Snap was all I heard as my whole dress came undone in his hands leaving only my panties and bra in display and then he shoved me down to my knees and I sank down in shame.

It’s ours. To those of you who are just starting the book — I hope you feel held by these chapters. I hope you laugh a little, cry a little, and maybe get mad at the characters once or twice. I hope you see a reflection of your own quiet battles in Samantha’s strength, or Liam’s loyalty, or Macey’s wild, beautiful energy. And if you’ve ever loved someone who broke you — or loved someone while still learning how to love yourself — this story is for you.

"Don't cry. Who am I saying to? I'm crying myself. I hate this." I squeezed eyes hard to control the emotions but nothing could be contained. How do I handle the breaking of my heart in thousand little of pieces of nothing? How do I contain everything with me? I'm breaking up with you. I won't come back. I won't torment you anymore. "Kabir, please, please." "The ring," he whispered. "I love the ring. It's so beautiful. It would've looked so beautiful in your hand. When I saw it, I knew it was made for my bookworm," he breathed, his voice fading into tiny mumbling I was aware of.

I can hold my head high. Thank you for breaking me; isn't that a line from Sinead O'Connor? I never understood it before. It used to sound like permission, albeit retroactive, to hurt someone. I get it now. Only a lover can wound so deep, cut to the very core. That level of trauma has to be an inside job. You broke me and watched me bleed. You saw me fail to eat, fail to sleep, and you kept on the pressure with your lies and manipulations, increasing the level of cruelty as you went. After all that, what can there be left underneath but the untouchable part of me, my soul, the girl you can never hurt. I can't be more raw than that, more exposed, more pure. So thank you, because as Sinead sai

Something in me already broke that night. Not with a crash. No. It cracked slowly, quietly. Like the sound of old wood giving way under weight it wasn’t meant to carry. The kind of break you don’t notice at first—until one day, you look at the thing, and it’s no longer whole. And this time… It didn’t heal. *** I rose from the chair in my study, every movement slow, deliberate — like my body already knew the weight of what my heart refused to carry. I walked to the bookshelf, not for a book, but for what I kept behind them. Hidden. Not because it was shameful… but because it mattered too much.

Hello, my amazing readers. This book is almost finished a few chapters left to finish it off. Please watch for The Cursed Bond. The story of Victoria and her mate. There are five books in this series. 1-Love and Fear 2-Unbreakable bonds 3-The Cursed Bond 4-Blood Moon Assassins 5-Legacies The next book should be approved and ready to start by early May. Thank you so much for reading. DAMON

Tom asked without stopping his pace. "Andreas knows. And I need your support, Tom. You were the first person to help me before I even knew who I was," Andien said reasonably. "I can't believe you don't have a male friend to work with," Tom grumbled. "I don't know any other men. My first man was Kenan, but he broke my heart," Andien replied quietly. "Are you serious?" "I am serious." "Why do you want to break up with Kenan and get involved with me?" Tom asked, demanding Andien's honesty.