Break Rules Charli Xcx Novels & Stories

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...

Why do I have to repeat everything? "Nayanika did nothing wrong. She is a good girl but I don't want her as my wife anymore. She is not what I'm finding in my wife. That's why I'm asking you to break this marriage. Because if I did then it would be a big topic and her name would be ruined so it's better if you do it by yourself. And nothing can change my mind about this. "I told him making myself very clear " OK I will do as you said. After all, I can't force you to marry her. It's my daughter's loss that she lost a gem like you. "He said and I rolled my eyes

For some reason being here with these people, the riches of the rich, made me nervous beyond control. After a few comfort words from Cory, I relaxed a little. We finally joined the dancers just as the second song played. It was a rendition of Chandelier by Sia. I recognized the following song by Bruno Mars. Somehow this magical woman with a magical violin made every song sound really good. I was actually beginning to enjoy myself. That is until Cory got called away for the seventh time tonight. Just before we started dancing to the next song. As soon as I heard the sound, I began to think it might be better that he was being called away.

he said, “Emily said if you come to the infirmary one more time this month, she’s buying you your own personalized bed.” I groaned. “Why is everybody acting like this is my fault?” “Because it is your fault,” Chloe and Kyle said together. I stared at both of them in betrayal. “This friendship is abusive.” “No,” Chloe said calmly. “You just lack survival instincts.” Kyle pointed at my bandaged hand. “Exactly. Normal people see broken glass and move away.” “It happened fast.” “You keep saying that like it changes anything.” “It does change things.” “It literally doesn’t.” Chloe argued.

"No guy in his right mind would ever want someone like you as a girlfriend." My hands balled into tight fists, anger flaring up in my chest. "You really think I care about your opinion?" "Believe whatever you want." She stepped back toward the mirror, glancing at me with that same irritating smile. "Any guy would be lucky to have me. I'm pretty, wealthy, smart—" "And yet you can't follow a single simple rule," she cut me off coldly. "Who would ever want a reckless rule-breaker?" I bit my lip hard. "You're a rule-breaker too. In fact, you're a hundred times worse than I'll ever be," I spat back. I took a step toward her, matching her distance. "You're all talk."

I almost choked on my saliva when he said the next words. “We have to always kiss” Does he find me attractive? Never have a guy been so close and the thought of him talking about kissing made me unconsciously touch my lips and I wondered how it was going to feel to have my first kiss. “No… we can't break the rules” “If you have your own rules then I have mine too. You have to write my essay. I really suck at that and additionally we have to kiss. I guess you must wondering how it feels to have my lips on yours”

Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed I close the app before I can read more. But the damage is done. Now everyone knows Jules waited for me, confronted me, screamed at me in public. Now everyone knows she's broken. And I'm the one who broke her. My wrapped hand throbs. I unwrap it carefully, examining the cuts in the dim light from my phone. They're not deep, just painful. Nothing compared to what I did to her. The thought keeps circling. No matter how I try to justify my choices—protecting my scholarship, maintaining team unity, giving her a chance to move on—it always comes back to the same truth.

“Where have you two been? Anyhow, dance with us.” “Justice, I don’t participate in events I plan. Maxwell here already offered to dance and I told him the same thing. You can dance together…again…longer preferably,” Charlie says as she tries to duck out of the conversation. I grab her arm, swinging her around forcefully. “Not so fast, love, the birthday girl insists. There’s no harm when the one that the party is for wants you to break your own rules.” I pull her in close, staring down at her as I glide my hand across her cheek.