Break My Soul Novels & Stories

"I’m actually doing you a favor. You’re outdated, Brenda. It’s time to wake up." I felt something inside me shatter. Not just my heart—something deeper. Something irreparable. I looked straight into his eyes, searching for even the smallest hint of regret. A flicker of guilt. Anything. Just Any—thing. But all I saw was indifference. Slowly, I pulled the ring off my finger and placed it in his palm. “What are you doing? Breaking up with me?” he asked, confused. I inhaled sharply, my lips curving into a bitter smile.

m then she would still be here. I grabbed they keys from Nash and ran out the hospital. I turned they into ignition and started to drive off. I don't know where. Just somewhere away from here. Somewhere, where I could go and die and nobody would ever find me. [song recommendation: power trip by j Cole.] I Grab a bottle of vodka that I knew we kept under the seat and started to drink it. I wanted to drown my thoughts away. "Would you believe me if I said I'm in love? Baby, I want you to want me. Would you believe me if I said I'm in love? Baby, I want you" I sang along to the radio as I took more swigs.

I hate disgusting, cowardly men like that. “I said shut up! Leo has already taken care of that man!” Rose snapped, her brow furrowed. (I should have cut off his genitals and...) Crash! Rose stared at the mirror, now shattered into pieces before her, breathing heavily and glaring. “Your British accent really makes me sick! Next time I’ll lock you up, so you don’t disturb my enjoyment of this comfortable, clean city.” After that, her expression turned flirty again. “At least I like this outfit.” Her eyebrows furrowed as she felt a stinging pain in her knuckles. “I hate pain,” she grumbled irritably. “And blood. I hate blood.”

Three months later, he came back to me, tender and attentive as before. The moment I lowered my defenses, Taylor signed me into a psychiatric ward. “You took the love of my life away. You can rot in hell for all I care!” I spent the next three years in a cage. Between forced medication and electroshock therapies, I eventually escaped by jumping off the roof. I opened my eyes, and I was back. Taking a deep breath, I tapped into the comments. Hot comment #1: “Wake up, girl! You’re biting the hand that feeds you!”

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

My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

I took one good look at them before I was turning back to my son. I grabbed his face softy and had him looking down into my eyes. "Im sorry." I whispered. The only way a soul could be this broken was if someone close to them did it. A soul could withstand so much, even tourture but when someone they bonded with died or rejected them they would break. I rubbed his cheek and allowed my power to flow through to his soul. A small spark from within told me that he was more broken than anyone could see. I closed my eyes and conjured up the book of ultimate power onto Alexanders desk.