Break Story Novels & Stories

" As I finished speaking, I heard gasps from the crowd surrounding me. The series of revelations was almost too much for the spectators to process. "So Mr. Smith isn't the person we thought he was. It's understandable how he would treat his wife's family poorly after being betrayed like that, isn't it?" "Oh, poor child. Isn't his son only a year old?"

“I'm Moniquinha, an ordinary girl. Even if you don't relate, it's okay. You may be an exception, a bright person, a special girl. And that's the amazing thing about it all: being different. Because, like I said, I'm pretty ordinary. And from the height of my normality, this book of randomness was born. Small texts, from short stories to chronicles, with experiences and bitterness; reflections and hope. This first chronicle, for example, I wrote on the bus, the day Lelete told me about her resignation from her second job. She called, crying, that she couldn't take it anymore, that the world was boring. And the worst, I agreed with her and put it on paper.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

Similar to a movie drama, all the events that had happened for the past seven years played in his mind for an instant. Memories were now freshly embedded in his head. The incident brought about a drastic change in his life. He was greatly affected by her sudden absence, to the point he had lost his focus on work. Just a year after he had finally put an end to his relationship, what seems to be the biggest mishap in his entire life happened so swiftly. He was shot with a rifle straight to his chest. All he ever had in mind, momentarily, was that he was going to meet his end, so quick and

a crease formed on my forehead as I looked into his eyes. It once again caught some pieces of my heart that fell when I saw how the light coming from the moon reflected on them. His pair of orbs could really be the death of me someday. Damn, it's scary! “Nah. As what you've said, I beg to disagree Mr. Maxim Alexander. Taking a break doesn't mean you need to delay whatever you're doing. To say that it would be a waste of time isn’t really making me stay still on the side. Because a break is what everyone needs when things are out of their control.”

News Flash: Adams Corps Stocks Rebound: Collaboration Saves the Day *Breaking news in the business world today as Adams Corps stocks make a dramatic turnaround. After weeks of plummeting, the company’s shares are on the rise once again. Analysts credit this unexpected recovery to a recent collaboration spearheaded by CEO Viaan Adams. This strategic move has been hailed as a masterstroke, saving the company from further financial turmoil.* The news anchor read the news, detailing the incident that came out as a massive amazement in the business world today. The digital studio around her showed the graphs and charts of the Adams Corps with a brief analysis.

she announces. Mick tries to hide his face in the couch and mumbles for everyone to leave, that he's ashamed. Jim, a big man who always shares in the group how his divorce triggered his drinking, chuckles softly. "Don't worry, kid. I had a relapse in my second week. Alberta had to retrieve my drunk ass from my son's wedding," he says. "I had my relapse at three years after losing my job. I started counting again, and I've been sober for a year now. There's nothing to be ashamed of," Celeste, another group member, says.

It was worse he was controlled and held back, like he was keeping back a storm. The stress between us was too much to handle. He walked in, and the smell of his perfume mixed with the harsh smell of my half-burnt coffee. Outside, the lenses of the paparazzi cameras shone through the holes in the drapes like greedy eyes. I didn't own my life anymore. "You think I did this?" "Do you think I leaked it?" Henry (low, cutting): "I don't know what to think anymore." But the timingGeorgia, your face is all over the headlines. My wife witnessed it. It was seen by my investors. The board is already getting in touch with me.

By sunrise, my humiliation had become the most talked-about scandal in the country. I didn’t even need to open my phone to know it. The nonstop buzzing on the nightstand told me everything. Messages. Notifications. News alerts. All of them repeating the same story. The moment I finally forced myself to look, my stomach dropped. Headlines filled the screen. **“Runaway Bride Was Having Secret Affair With Billionaire Before Wedding.”** **“Did Amara Cole Betray Her Fiancé First?”**

Fernando. Elena. The private room, the bed. From every angle. I couldn’t breathe. The screen burned my eyes, but I couldn’t look away. It was worse seeing it this way, magnified, undeniable, stripped of any room for doubt. Biggest scandal of the century: The Rogue King and the Valenti-Bride.