Break Her Walls Down Novels & Stories

“If you want to get through that wall, you can’t try to knock it down. You need someone who can offer her a hand over the top. Someone she’ll see not as a threat, but as a reflection.” ***

The glass broke apart and one of the reflections was destroyed. Camela gasped while clutching her chest tightly. “It burned…like fire under my skin.” Vincent caught her just in time before she could fall. “But you’re still here,” he said. Her eyes brimmed with tears. “Yes, but if you break them all…I’ll turn to ash.” The perfect bride's laughter rang through the circle, echoing off every shard around them. “Do you see now, fox? Break one wall, and she burns. Break them all…and she becomes nothing.”

she gestures around the room, “…this softer version of yourself. You were ruthless. Brilliant. Unstoppable. And then you married that nobody and became weak." "I became human," I correct. "There's a difference." "There's no difference in business." Her laugh is hollow. "And now look at you. Still defending her. Still thinking about her. She broke you, Daniel. Just like I said she would." "No." I meet her eyes. "You broke me. You left me, and I spent years building walls so high that when someone finally got through them, I was too afraid to let her stay. That's on me. But trying to destroy everything I built? That's on you."

But we are living together is it destiny You're not rude you're not sweet You're not kind you're not beast But! You are broken, not healed You're in pain but no traces of tears why Am I worthy to heal your broken heart and lessen the pain you're facing Can I break the walls of rudeness you built around you all these years to bring the kindness which you buried years ago within yourself "

Even if it means tearing down every wall she’s built, brick by brick, until there’s nothing left but the raw, unfiltered version of her—broken, just for me. Yes, Aella will break. And she’ll be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever destroyed.

Why I chose him, of all people, to break down my walls. And not only did he tear down those barriers, but he rebuilt them with windows so wide that I don't mind peering out of them to catch a glimpse of my possible future every now and then. And that's saying a lot coming from me—a girl who has had a habit of living life day by day for as long as I can remember.

Looking down at her, I said, "Weren't you acting all pitiful just now? Why'd you stop crying?" Sheila forced down the hatred in her eyes. When she looked up again, her face was full of guilt. "Rose, I'm really sorry… If cutting my face will make you feel better, then go ahead. "I know you've always hated this face of mine anyway. Just because I'm prettier than you… If that's the case, then I'll destroy it." As she spoke, she reached for the blade, pretending like she was about to slash her own face. Of course, the others were not about to let her hurt herself. They rushed forward to stop her.

"I heard what both of you were saying. And I want both of you to listen to me. Life is all about ups and downs. Life can be sweet today and soar tomorrow. We just have to learn ways of blending with whatever it is thrown across our way. These obstacles aren't meant to break us, rather, they are meant to make us stronger, so we can endure life and it's a hardship. Obstacles are meant to groom us into becoming better versions of ourselves, and that's all that matters," she turned and rested her gaze on her eldest daughter, "Zeenatu, I understand you've gone through things I wouldn't even wish for my enemy, but that doesn't mean you should give up on life. By doing that, you're letting him win