Break Na Tayo Message Novels & Stories

Was about to reply, when another text popped up. Unknown number 💬: Need me to remind your little ex why he never should’ve messed with my ice-tongued princess?

The message sat on Chloe's screen long after the apartment had gone quiet, the words glowing faintly in the dark like something alive, something that refused to be ignored. "I know what you did. We need to talk." Vanessa sat beside her on the couch, neither of them moving to turn on the lights. The rain kept falling outside, tapping an uneven rhythm against the window, and for a long while, the only sound in the apartment was that steady, patient drumming. "Turn it off," Vanessa finally said. "Put the phone away. You're not going to figure anything out staring at it all night."

Pero ipinagtataka ko lang bakit tila nagugustuhan ko na ito ngayon, minsan hinahanap na ng katawan ko. Napatingin ako sa cellphone ko ng mag-vibrate ito at agad na binuksan ang message na galing sa unknown number. "You will pay for this. You will going to be our slave and playtoy, soon. Enjoy yourself for this moment, Leo. YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS SHIT YOU DID TO US AND TO MY BROTHER."

Elara Hart is the Infernal Pack’s omega, the girl everyone pushes around and the laughingstock of a pack that has never shown her an ounce of respect. For years, she has been hopelessly in love with Kevin Blackwood, the District Alpha’s son and the boy she’s given her all since childhood.On the night of Kevin’s initiation as the new District Alpha, Elara expects her life to finally change. Instead, it shatters.Standing before the entire pack, Kevin announces Mira Clark as his mate. As cameras flash and laughter erupts around her, Elara watches the last pieces of her dignity crumble. Humiliated, rejected, and betrayed, she finally realizes a painful truth:She has spent her entire life begging

The phone dinged. BRIDGET: So you DID get laid I still was not going to answer that question. Not to Bridget. BRIDGET: {Musical Note Emoji} Al got laid! Al got LAID! {Musical Note Emoji} Gritting my teeth, I sent her a gif of a guy beating his head on the desk. ME: Drop it My phone dinged. It was another text from Bridget, but not in our direct conversation. In horror, I opened that message.

I took the cellphone from my pocket and looked at Lisa's messages Kona didn't bother to read it, I just nodded Me: My phone broke, I bought a new one, so I just now got a message back I took a deep breath before I felt tears running down my cheeks I immediately wiped it off When will it all end? Aykafaye❤️❤️ ******* Vote Follow Comment

That is followed by another message: “ Fuck, that message was not for you,” I swallow hard. What the fuck!

I compose a message to send to the group chat, my fingers swiftly typing the words as I try to steady my thoughts. "Hey, everyone, I’m fine. I’m back at the museum in Millenium Park, looking at a painting that has captivated my mind. I just need some space right now. Everything has just happened at once, and I need time to think. Please don’t worry. I will get back to you soon."

Hey. The message sent. I ended the night without a response.

A message, two lines. Congratulations on tonight. You performed well. Enjoy the next three days, Sofia. They're the last peaceful ones you'll have.