Breaker 3 Novels & Stories

They growled and inched closer. The guy with the broken nose managed to get off the ground and started to pound on the garage side door. “You're going to pay, Bitch, for breaking my nose!” he yelled as he kicked in the door. Before he could enter the garage, he was whacked in the head three times with enough force from a long stick to knock him out. She came out of the garage and headed over to the other one, who was still trying to stand up.

Victor placed Luca’s file back on the desk. “Time for phase three.” “What’s phase three?” the assistant asked. Victor’s smile grew colder. “Break them.”

Fabian sat alone in the dark living room long after midnight, loosened tie hanging around his neck, untouched whiskey resting beside him. His phone buzzed continuously on the table. Maxine. Again. Again. Again. Fabian finally silenced the phone completely. For years, he had convinced himself Maxine was the woman he could never forget. But now? Now every call from her only reminded him of what he had destroyed. ⸻ The next morning, Claire woke up peacefully for the first time in days. No anxiety twisting inside her chest. No fear of disappointment waiting around the corner. Just silence. Soft, gentle silence.

Gabby snapped. "You think I wasn't hurt when we broke up" Tan snapped back. The business man inside him snarled at the same time. "I could care less, if you were hurt Tan, I wasn't the one that called off the engagement so stop throwing a pity party, but since this is a business and I promised myself I would not let my personal life get in the way of my work life I would agree to the terms about being business partners." Her words flowed endlessly penetrating into his heart like a dagger.

my voice broke. The three of them don't move.

Adrian held my hand. Gripping the rod in my other hand we rushed to the broken door . I tried to open the door but it did not budge. I tried to pull the door again but nothing happened. " Step back. We have to break it". Adrian lifted his right leg and kicked the door. The broken door cracked into two pieces from between. We jumped out of the crack.

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.

As Noa turned to leave, he smirked faintly. “Try it. I just blocked two guys this morning. No distractions.” He started toward the door, then paused, glancing back. “Max, it works, so try blocking them.” He almost screamed it. And just like that, he was gone. The silence returned, but it felt heavier. That instant Max’s phone buzzed, startling him. “Damn it,” he cursed and stared at it for a moment. It was a message. He unlocked it.

I didn’t know if it was my knuckles or his bones as his head snapped back. I swallowed, glaring at the side of his face and the widened eyes filled with uncertainty as if not wanting to believe his actions had consequences. Slowly, he raised his right hand, swiping along his lips and bringing it down to view. I saw the blood, thick and dark, and swallowed my gasp. If he were to get me for that, I wouldn’t be leaving here intact. Tristan was every inch strength, and I had just broken his nose. I waited for the explosion, but nothing came. His blood continued to drip, down onto the grey tiles and my sneakers. I pulled back, and he still didn’t move.

I yelled. "Oh and by the way Aubrey blocked you, just like what I'm about to do. Bye hoe. Nice knowing you. It's a pity that our friendship broke off over your slutty ways." I said before hanging up. She needs to go.