Broken Book Galatea 소설 & 이야기

"Yea, yea! Whatever floats your boat. Just don't overdo it. You will make it harder for both gir---" Before he finished his sentence, he flew out of the window caused by a strong gust of wind. He crashed on the cemented pavement two floors below. Despite being a mythical creature, he unexempted from feeling pain. He groaned in agony of broken ribs which also broke his focus of freezing time. Gallus remembered elements are practically her greatest allies. And on a second thought, he may have been the one overdoing the talk. Given the misfortunes he gave to people he dealt with, he was nowhere in position to convey concern.

Broken sobs burst from within me and I felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. “It’s alright, you’re alright” Galterio said softy as he pulled me into his lap and forced my head to his chest. “I got you Beauty, you’re okay” he said with a smooth tone while he brushed his hand over my head and hair. I slapped his hand away and pushed myself off of his lap. He looked hurt or angry at my rejection, but quickly brushed over it with a charming smile. “What am I doing here Alpha Galterio? Where are we and why aren’t I healing?” I asked, letting him hear

Mia was treated like dirt by her own wolf pack from the day she was born. People called her a StillBlood because her wolf never woke up and she had no power at all. They mocked her, beat her, and treated her worse than a stray dog. Her only way out of that living hell was a forced marriage to a fallen alpha whose scars ran deeper than flesh. Alexander was once a man of legendary strength and a fierce warrior who led his pack with honor. Now he was just a shadow, crippled and cast aside by the very people he bled to protect. Alexander saw Mia as nothing more than another chain binding him down and another curse dumped on his broken life. However, fate had a cruel and strange sense of humor. T

The divorce from Sean went off without a hitch. Rowena got the boot and did not get a dime. After Bennett gave her a piece of his mind and everyone else gave her the cold shoulder, she had no choice but to crawl back to Sean. However, Sean was practically broke, barely getting by himself. Supporting her? Not a chance. Rowena's kick had left Sean with a bum leg that twisted as it healed. Due to that, he hobbled around, nearly as good as crippled.

A tear rolled down my face and my head started spinning and my vision went blurry. "Babe you look sick you need to go to the hospital!" He said grabbing my arm attempting to help me regain my balance. But I jerked it back. "Don't fucking touch me I can take care of myself and by the way I'm not your fucking babe anymore!" After I said that everything went black. ~Ella's P.O.V~ I woke up in a unfamiliar room and in a bed next to Nate. I covered my body up with the sheets as I tapped Nate on the shoulder.

That's when I realized going through the alpha wouldn't help… To attack a system, you go through the motherboard…the Luna. Without the Luna, let's face it. This pack would be doomed. I mustered courage and pasted a massive smile on my face and strutted with so much confidence. I smirked as I closed the distance between us, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. There she was. Raven. The pack’s precious, broken Luna. The woman everyone still whispered about like she was some tragic saint, even after everything. Even after Marcus had made it clear she was no longer wanted.

Tiara’s scream rang through the halls of the Galanis estate, sharp and broken, echoing off the marble walls like the shattering glass that soon followed. The vase hit the ground and burst into fragments that scattered across the carpet, narrowly missing Brie’s feet as she stepped into the room. “Tia, stop it!” Brie cried, ducking out of the way as another perfume bottle flew across the room and struck the wardrobe with a loud thud. “You’re going to hurt yourself!”

"Are you okay, Emma?" Teal asked. I nodded my head. My gaze caught the dark leather tome. The sparkling increased and it burst into the air, it threw the book into the air and it tore into thousands of tiny pieces. The part of my brain seemed to shut off. My pulse quickened, "What's this?" I asked. "We broke the spell," Sap whispered, still in shock. I was staring at her, "Why am I precious? You know everything about me, indeed everyone." I swiped my gaze on Carlos.

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."

Selene’s POV The soft brushes swept over my skin with practiced ease, the makeup artists murmuring among themselves about tones and contours. I sat still, half-listening, my eyes lingering on the open book sprawled on the velvet chair beside me, the old witches' text I had discovered in the library. The pages were aged and brittle, yet the power in the words still pulsed like a living thing. Every line I read about blood oaths and forgotten deities made me more certain, Gazelle wasn’t just a threat from the past. She was planning something dark. Something terrible.