Breaking Through Book Novels & Stories

Danica POV Dmitry reached for my arm once more, but I wiggled out of his grasp and burst through the door. I didn’t stop there. I kept going, making my way through the same crowd that gawked at my outburst. My feet didn’t stop there. I kept moving. A few seconds after pushing through groups of people, I heard Dmitry shouting my name and a few onlookers pronouncing their shock at his outburst. Still I didn’t turn back to look at him. I knew if I did, he would only end up embarrassed and I would end up hurt. Or should I say, more hurt.

I answer him with the only way I can as I stand on my toes and press my lips against his. Three months later. Breaking Through The Darkness has reached 20 million copies sold worldwide. It embodies the life of a non-fiction author, Julie Saint Matthews and her struggle with depression and loss.

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

He sarcastically replied with a question. According to the knowledge they learned about breakthroughs; a breakthrough is a phenomenon that happens where an excellent knight/soldier breaks their limits through, especially if it is a fast-paced battle of high intensity. The theory behind it is just how weightlifters continuously strain their muscles by lifting heavyweights. The weak muscles fibers in their hands and body would break, while new and stronger fibers would develop to replace the old ones. For someone to have a breakthrough, they would need to sap every single ounce of strength from their body. As they fight for their life on the line.

I pushed all the old books in annoyance. There was a vase just beside it which I broke. I scattered everything still having no satisfaction. Coming down on my feet, I cried in disgust and so much pain. I began hitting the floor with anger. It was then I noticed something on the ground. A particular book stood out from others on the floor. It laid opened and there were words carved on it: “A wolf with powers never forgets his abilities.” Then there was another one. “And when darkness entails, I will lift you up.”

It looked up at him through the glass. The same eye. The eye made of living letters. Its pupil narrowed. A single sentence echoed inside Adrian's mind. DO NOT BREAK THE FINAL SEAL. Before Adrian could react... the black book unlocked itself. A sharp metallic click echoed across the Silent Shore. The silver lock fell onto the wooden desk. No one had touched it. No one had spoken. The cover slowly lifted... just enough for a single page to become visible. And across that first page... only one sentence had been written.

I am a complete loser. I am immobile and irresponsive to whatever is happening to me or around me. I motivate myself not to think about him, then, the sight of a crow decides otherwise. I woke up and realized I didn’t think of him and the rest of the day will be good, then, someone use a lighter, and the sound shatters me into pieces I don’t know how to collect. I kept myself busy with loads of work, but the sight of books squeeze my lungs, for, I almost that I could finally attend an art school, live my dream. A song, a black shirt familiar cologne, smell of sweat even if it is my own, rain and coffee, and every speck has now become like guns shooting his memories to break the already broke

Your support, every single one of you, keeps me writing, keeps me dreaming, and keeps this story alive. I also want to gently invite you to check out my other book, ***You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise.*** It’s a story woven with betrayal, divorce, and revenge, raw emotions, hard choices, and a powerful comeback. There’s also a touch of dark mystery lurking beneath the surface, yes… but no, I won't spill, go find out for yourself. If you enjoy intense drama, strong female resilience, and secrets that refuse to stay buried, then I believe you’ll love it. Once again, thank you for every unlock, every read, and every moment you’ve spent with my stories. I don’t take your support for granted

He suddenly turned into a weak, helpless person. Feeling cornered and panicking, Aslan tried to kick Skylar. However, the movement was so reckless that Aslan lost his balance and staggered. He fell backward, closing his eyes and bracing himself for the impact of his head hitting the floor. But Skylar caught the back of Aslan’s head with his palm, preventing it from hitting the floor. Skylar was positioned on top of Aslan, pinning him down. For a moment, Aslan thought Skylar had come to his senses, but he was wrong. The man’s eyes still gleamed brightly, and his breathing was ragged.