Breakaway 2 Novels & Stories

Oh, how mad he must be now. Calming her breath, she thanked herself for not breaking down in front of him. For not showing him any weakness. Abubakar watched on as the car rolled by. He clenched his hands in a tight fist and had the urge to slam them into something, or someone. How dare she run off and leave him! Nothing she does now or later will ever get rid of him from her. He owns her, and he'll make her his once more! He vowed. *

He chuckled. “Heard anything from your best friend?” I was referring to Adrian. “Maybe he’s n Cuba selling cigars or in Mexico selling Meth. Who cares?” “So, how long are you gonna stay here?” He showed me his left leg that still with a cast. “What do you think?” “You might wanna try again to save my relationship since you’re the reason why we broke up,” I said sarcastically.

I drove us back to our old apartment. “Why are we here?” Roxy asked when I parked. “I can’t drive you back to the hotel. I just want to talk. I don’t want us to be over. I want to be with you.” I replied. “We can’t talk here in the parking lot. Let’s go upstairs and get this over with.” “Honey, I really don’t understand why you don’t want to spend time with me anymore. Why are you breaking up with me?” I asked frustratedly.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

"That's insane. That's the most romantic insane thing I've ever heard." "It's not romantic, it's controlling," Bri said. "He's trying to buy his way back into her good graces. That's a tactic." "Or he actually feels bad." "Or both," Dani said. She typed back: *i don't need a rematch. i need to finish my car and forget this happened.* *fine. no rematch. but i'm still sorry. and for the record, you drove the best chase run i've had against me in two seasons. the sweeper. nobody holds that line that late.*

Winslet called to him. Greyson didn't seem to hear her. His expression was tense, almost frantic. He bolted out of the room, muttering under his breath, "Please... don't..." He violently knocked over the bin where the watch had been discarded yesterday. Disregarding his tailored suit, he tore through the refuse piece by piece, descending into a kind of madness. Two servants rushed over. "Sir, what are you looking for? Let us handle it." Greyson's hand had been cut. He clutched it, eyes burning.

Taylor turned to me, his eyes barely hiding the aloofness and disdain. “Oh, save me the drama! Get up, Abby! Don’t embarrass yourself!” Taking my time, I propped myself up on my elbows. The blood on my forehead dripped onto the beige carpet, spreading out like a vivid blossom. I held up my device, showing them that the recording app was still running. After stopping the recording, I turned to the pale-looking couple and flashed my pearly whites. “Don’t bother taking the phone from me. Everything, including your admission to cheating and Ivy’s assault, has been uploaded to the cloud.

Just a shared understanding that this reconnection was intentional. ⸻ Across town, Fabian Arrow stared at his phone. He had tried Claire’s number again, knowing it wouldn’t connect. The absence gnawed at him now in a way it hadn’t days ago. The house no longer felt functional—it felt abandoned. He scrolled through his contacts until he found Aaron White’s name. He hesitated. How did he still have that number? The answer unsettled him. Fabian had always known Aaron existed. He had just never considered him a threat.

"But tonight, I don't want to think about work. Tonight, I just want this. You." He pulls me close, and I let him. Tomorrow I will go back to reality. Tomorrow I will face the mess of my broken engagement and my shattered plans. But tonight, I am just Evelyn. Not someone's fiancée or someone's employee or someone's disappointment. Just Evelyn. I wake up to sunlight streaming through the windows and an empty bed. I sit up, disoriented, and spot a note on the pillow next to me. *I had to take a call. Coffee is in the kitchen. Help yourself to whatever you need. - R*