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The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

Reading books has been my therapy lately. "Let's get to it," I mumbled before I started searching the shelf to find a book to keep me busy, and I finally found one, 'Promises Are Made To Be Broken' by Cha Cha, a Nigerian author. Although it was my first time checking this book out, but I trust her work to always come out good, because I've read some of her books in recent days and found them all interesting. I had no idea why her books are here on the royal shelf, well, that wasn't my problem though.

"People can sleep here if they need to. The owner believes books should be accessible to everyone." I wandered through the aisles slowly, pulling random books off shelves, reading first lines, getting lost in the chaos of it all. Vincent followed at a distance, letting me explore. In a section marked "Poetry," I found a slim volume with a worn cover. I opened it randomly and read: "We are all broken. That's how the light gets in." Something about those words hit me harder than they should have. "Find something?" Vincent appeared beside me. I showed him the page. He read it and smiled slightly. "Leonard Cohen. He understood brokenness better than most."

I would never shift again. She allowed me to return to my human form which was also painful, I tried moving but couldn't, my legs were both broken. I cried for help every day for two days, laying in my urine until one day my parents left and Hendrix came to my room and helped me. He couldn't do much, he nearly tripped with the basin of water multiple times. He begged his father to take me to the hospital, and he did, I had many broken bones. But nothing hurt more than having to part ways with a part of me, nothing hurt more than having to part ways with

Raven POV On our run around the packlands I couldn't help but notice the state of everyone here. The women were dirty and seemed to be malnurished to almost a severe extent. They were walking around with their heads down and looked to be carrying laundry and food. I haven't noticed a single child even with it being the middle of the day which is usually the perfect time fo rkids to be out playing. It's making me wonder if there are any children here at all and I honestly hope not with the state of the women here. The people of this pack look to be on the verge of death. The smaller males are greasy, unwashed, and covered in bruises.

reynolds Sign Out Broken dreams Edit Paywalled Published in 2023-02-19 15:32:56 321Words Days passed soon , today sunitas mil was arriving home after five months , sunita was shivering from inflence and fear to fear of the stories she heard frm cousin in laws . But she was sure that she will not get affected by those scarry stories and will put into all her efforts to win her mils heart.

I much preferred being ignored than beaten. I knew I was smarter than the other boys. I had taught myself to read and write in three languages. I knew the history of our pack by heart. I was good at science and maths. Still all this did me no good as I was a lowborn and my delicate appearance did me no favours. I was shunned by the pretty girls I approached, they preferred the rough, aggressive boys who flirted with them. The boys didn't come near me unless they had to, even though some of them often looked at me in a way that made me uncomfortable and I knew they were curious about me.

I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and looked at my reflection. Puffy eyes. Pale skin. My lips were cracked and dry. I looked like someone who’d been run over by life and then reversed on for good measure. I didn’t bother with makeup. No point pretending I had it together. Downstairs, the house felt like a shell. My house. The one Damian and I bought after everything I’ve been through. And now here I was, being broken all over again. I made coffee, not because I wanted it, but because it was routine. I needed something normal this morning. Something to hold on to. I didn’t even drink it. Just held the mug, letting the heat seep into my fingers.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉