Break Her Bed Book Novels & Stories

She thought maybe she could see some things that could break the bond. She walked to the shelves and searched around for any books that involved werewolves. She picked up a book from the shelf. The book had a picture of a black wolf in front of the title. "Werewolves rule." She remembered that she had seen the book before. The book was for anyone who had just transformed for the first time. It was for the new wolves to know and follow certain rules. "Maybe it might have something to do with how to break it." She said , flipping the book. It was a book with a lot of tiny writing. She flipped it for some time, until she got bored. She was about to drop it when something caught her attention.

She slept for an hour, then not at all. Around four, she gave up. She showered in water that alternated too hot and too cold and emerged raw and shivering and alive. She put on jeans and a sweater and then changed into a dress and then back into jeans because if she was going to break her own heart in a bookstore, she would do it wearing shoes she could run in.

she said and lay back onto her bed. I sat on the other side, my feet hanging off the side of the king size bed. I glanced at Sienna and I saw that her top had ridden up slightly, so I was now seeing her toned and very flat stomach. Fuck me. "I take it you haven't read this book," I said as I held the book up in my hand. She chuckled. "It is called How To Not Be A Bitch. Rocco gave it to me. I personally think he needs it more than I do," she said.

Her eyes fell on a book with a black cover, the gold letters reading: “The Art of Breaking Chains.” She pulled it free, curiosity winning, and curled into his leather chair. The chair was far too big for her, swallowing her small frame, but she felt oddly safe in it. Before she realized, her eyelids grew heavy. The book slipped onto her lap as she drifted into sleep. Hunter returned late, his mood thunderous after the ring, after Geret. His mind was sharp, his body burning with violence he hadn’t been able to unleash fully. But the instant he stepped into the quiet house, he sought her.

She got up and put her hair in a ponytail. "Not bad," she said before lying back on her bed. I sat on the other side of the king size bed, with my feet dangling over the edge. I looked at Valentina, whose shirt had raised a little. Fuck. "I guess you haven't read this book," I said, raising the book in my hand. She laughed. "How to not be a bitch. Courtesy of Lorenzo. I personally think he needs it more than I do." I set the book down and let out a hearty laugh. Her face was unreadable to me. "Yes?" I said. She gave me a faint smile.

She snapped with walking back into the room and slamming the door behind her. Wow that hurt. Maybe I'll just have to go and sleep with Johnson to teach her a little lesson.

21 THE BREAK-UP ∞≠∞ “What are you planning to do now, señorita?" Elizabeth's echoing voice startled her as she laid on her bed, facing the wall. The woman's shoes created a clicking sound against the tiled floor, reminding her of the cemented hallways of LNH. She felt Elizabeth's weight at the foot of her bed but she did not move from her position. She remained to lie to her side. "I'm planning to take a break from all these shitty things and just sleep here all day."

She’s complete perfection and above all, she’s mine. “Uhh, yeah…” I whisper, as I slowly pull from her, though I’m talking to myself. I mean, I can’t just stay inside her while she sleeps… is that a thing? As if he heard me, Kent mumbles in my mind. I shake him off and head to the bathroom to freshen up. When I come back to the bed, she hasn’t moved an inch. I can only scratch my head at the scene… sheets are ripped, so is the mattress. There are pieces of it all over. The headboard broke where it attaches to the frame and if I move the bed at all, it’ll fall to the floor.

She still managed to look wild even when beaten down, shot and broken, the girl I love still didn’t back down, she fought to live and conquer and I couldn’t be more smitten. She stirred in her sleep and frowned deeply, she must have been having a bad dream, I knew I would have a ton of them if I had gone through what she had, not that I didn’t have my fair share of nightmares. I guess it’s something we will both have to live with. Things will get better, for her sake, I had to believe they would.

“What?” She was still smiling despite the obvious pain. “I know which guards are lazy. Which protocols they skip when they think nobody’s watching. I know the pack’s weaknesses because I lived there.” His hand stayed on her throat but he wasn’t squeezing anymore. Just holding her in place while his brain caught up. “And most importantly,” she said quietly, “I know exactly how to break him. How to destroy the alpha from the inside out and leave him so broken he’ll beg you to kill him.”