Break Her Walls Down Novels & Stories

Make it so. Raul’s amber eyes narrowed as he watched warriors sparring below. He had built an empire of blood and iron, yet the thought of mortality gnawed at him like a disease. He had daughters now—four of them. Beautiful, fierce, and unclaimed. The Moon Goddess he once believed had cursed him by never giving him a son. But now, he thought, it might work to his advantage to have all these daughters.

Without Dad's financial support, I have maybe two months of tuition money saved from my part-time job at the campus writing center. The security guard's radio crackles. "Building needs to be secured in fifteen minutes." "Almost done," I call back, shoving the last of my toiletries into a bag. My reflection catches in the mirror above my dresser. I look like a stranger—hollow-eyed, pale, wearing the same clothes I've had on for two days. When did I start looking so broken? "Hey," Maya touches my shoulder gently. "You're going to get through this." "Am I?" The question slips out before I can stop it. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like my life is over."

"Please..." My voice broke. "Help me.”

This woman was breaking down every wall I had, one teasing conversation at a time. And I wanted more.

“I’m wondering who forced my fearless girl into becoming this unhappy woman I see today.” My throat tightened painfully. I looked away before he could see the tears threatening my eyes again. “Leave me alone,” I said finally, my voice cracking slightly. “I don’t love you anymore.” For a second nothing happened. Romane simply stared at me. Expressionless. Unreadable. Then suddenly— The car slowed. My breath caught as it smoothly pulled over to the side of the road before coming to a complete stop. A soft click echoed inside the silent cabin. The door beside me unlocked automatically.

Breaking her heart. ****😔****

“I don’t want to overthink this.” She chuckled, crossing her arms. “You can’t help it. It’s obvious. And he’s obviously interested. Just don’t let your walls get too high. They’ve got a way of keeping people out, you know.” Her words stayed with me long after she left the lounge. I knew she was right. My walls had always been my protection—against disappointment, against hurt. But now, with Adrian’s subtle gestures, I felt those walls beginning to crack, little by little.

Roseanne West Never in my life.. I've even thought that someone will successfully break all my walls. I made this invisible walls around me to protect myself from being hurt. People come and go.. and that's reality, I know that but.. I never imagined that it would be so easy to break it. This is why I always avoid people trying to get close to me because I know there's a possibility that they can break my walls easily and then leave me.