Breakers Manga Novels & Stories

Grandmother pulled one hand free from Kiyomi and pointed toward the walls. “Break the anchors.” Black pillars stood between the glass panels, each marked with a crown symbol. Hayate drew his sword. “Finally, something simple.” He struck the nearest pillar. The blade bounced off. His arms shook from the impact. “Not simple.” Kiyomi pressed her bloody palm to the tide symbol. Silver light spread through the stone. The pillar cracked. Grandmother’s chains loosened. “Blood wakes them,” I said. Cassian cut his palm without hesitation.

"Do you have any idea what tonight is? We've got a deal with the sponsor. If the stream hits ten million viewers for thirty minutes, we get a hundred thousand dollar bonus!" My whole body trembled from the pain. My nails dug into his arm. "Take me to the hospital. Now." His gaze swept over me, cold and distant. There wasn't a trace of concern left, just annoyance. "Kyla, if you keep pulling this jealous act, we're done." Even as he said it, his eyes stayed fixed on Sally. He mentioned breaking up as if it meant nothing. I tried to explain, but another wave of pain crashed over me, worse than before. My vision went black, and I nearly passed out.

“Damn it.” I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to hide the tremor in my hands. “You can’t just expect me to keep following you blindly. Someone broke into my room. Someone left me a note. And now men are talking about making me… disappear.” My voice cracked on the word. His head snapped toward me, his eyes blazing. “What note?” I faltered. He closed the space between us in a single stride, his hand gripping the wall beside me again. “What. Note.”

Hiding behind a boulder, I pulled up the feed on my phone. Soon, two rough voices crackled through. The kidnappers had arrived. "It's dark in there. Are they asleep? Let's grab the girl and ditch the guy," one said. The other snorted, "Ditch him? The hirer wants her to be humiliated in front of him." "Rich folks play dirty." "Enough pep talk. Let's get the job done." Joakim Dodson, a scar slicing across his nose and jaw, unzipped the tent. I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life.

us voice broke. My heart cracked open, I struggled to hold back the tears. “My wolf started breaking,” he confessed "piece by piece. I was slowly turning rogue but I never stopped searching” I moved closer to him, my hand trembled as I reached up to touch his face. I opened my mouth to say something but he continued. “For months” he locked gazes with me "until the pain became unbearable. Until the pack elders decided I wasn't stable enough. And I was dangerous” a bitter smile crossed his lips " that's when they chained me.”

I swear I heard him mumble shit. He lunged for me and I turned my waist into titanium. My close disintegrated against the magma but my skin was safe. I decided to turn my whole body into titanium and pushed him off me. I kicked him right on the chest, knocking him back again. I could hear the air leave him. He was starting to get mad, which only made his attacks even easier to read. He was desperate, having more than likely never lost a fight before. I needed to hurry this along as we had so many more people to spar with. I ran to him and punched him right in the gut. The wind knocked out of him in an instant. He bent down and I hit him right on the back, he fell to the ground.

another instructor replied while eyeing Kiko's group. He noticed that some of them were rapidly spending their mana. If this continued for a minute, they would dry out their mana and would become useless in the battle. "Haha, I guess so..." the former nodded in agreement. Heyaaaaahhh! Ground Breaker!!! Kiko dashed then shouted the name of his magic ability. Next second, the ground shook lightly and the monsters were stunned for a moment. That skill of his had a mini bash effect. Which stunning the enemy for 1.5 seconds.

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

After Miriam leaves, Jessa makes a call. ' hey mate, let the game start!' Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

********* Emma's Pov I opened my eyes slowly to a bad throbbing headache, stinging pains from my hands and shoulder area. I tried to move and realized I was tied to the chair I was sitted on. "Zach" I called as soon I remembered what happened before I drifted to sleep, he couldn't have kidnapped me, did he? I questioned within me, Jack might be anything but not a psycho. Or maybe I was wrong about him. A huge figure strode in and due to my headache and blurring vision it took me time to finally realize it was Zach "finally Princess, you're awake" with the way his voice sounded I could tell he was smiling.