Broken Book Galatea Novels & Stories

I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. Kat’s brow furrowed. “The fragments don’t explain the rest. It’s… incomplete.” I crossed the room again, running a hand through my hair, frustration grinding at me from within. Kat flipped a page. “The Moonstone does not break without cause…” she read carefully, looking up at all of us. “…And what lives inside you… was not born.” We all froze. “Some things are created… when something sacred is broken,” Serene added softly, almost reverent.

she scoffed and pulled out the next chair sitting close to me. Gael came in with the ingredients I needed for the bond break, a part of me really wanted to stop but that's probably Thane and the bond working because I really want to break this thing, if I never get another mate then, I guess I'd have to die with the moonsbane. “Is there any other thing you'd need?” I shook my head at Gael's question and he bowed, walking away. Meliora's heart pounded crazily just like me and I could hear her heartbeat, all of it, every single sound it made all came crashing down in my ears.

Serena’s POV Gale was still in the medical wing when we spread the torn ledger page under the full light of the study lamps. The physician had cleaned the cut on his temple and confirmed that the ribs underneath the bruising were cracked but not broken. He had ordered rest. Gale had given the kind of short agreement that meant he would rest only after the page had been fully read. Alaric placed the torn sheet in the center of the desk. I stood on one side. Gale sat on the other with his back straight despite the pain. The columns of dates and notations that had looked incomplete in the cellar lantern light became sharper under the steady lamps.

Kaelen said softly, his voice thick with pride. "And they will have the tools to shape it," Elena replied. She turned from the window to her desk, where a printed copy of the final, expanded edition of *The Momentum Engine* sat waiting. It was more than a book; it was a testament to the journey—from the halls of the Julius School to the corridors of power, from the trauma of the Bloodstone ruins to the creation of the Looms. It was a manual for anyone who dared to turn their ambition into an engine for positive change.

I sigh, following him. We reach the dining room; there are cracks in the wall, created by the earthquake. The cracks are ruining the brilliant painting showing a colorful depiction of the god Jupiter giving the Cornucopia to beautiful, naked nymphs. Yeah. There is a huge crack running across Jupiter's penis. Ouch! "Sit next to me," Brixtius commands.

The moment lasted just a second before another sound interrupted. A sharp crack echoed through the chamber. Everyone spun around. The Gate. A thin line had appeared across its surface. At first, nobody understood. Then the line widened. Stone crumbled. A fracture. The ancient Gate was cracking. The sight sent immediate panic through the room. The Archivist went pale. "No." Lucien looked horrified. "No." Even Isabella seemed frightened. "What happens if it breaks?" Damien asked. Nobody answered immediately. Because nobody wanted to. Finally..... the Archivist spoke.

I hated myself for letting things reach this point. Suddenly, Matteo cursed under his breath and walked toward the table where I had been standing earlier. He grabbed something hidden underneath it and yanked it out. Then he crushed it beneath his boot. I stared at the shattered object on the floor. A recording device. My heart dropped. “Was that witch watching this the entire time?” Matteo muttered angrily. And immediately, one name echoed in my mind. Giulia.

"I dare you." Do you need help, Lucia?" Ivan asked. The woman—Lucia sighed and gently puts a cold yet soothing gel in my fresh wounds. "We need a healer, these wounds are deep along with the head injury." She said seriously. "I don't know what happened to Colton, I can't imagine him doing this." "I know why." She said and I felt a gentle gaze at me, even i can't open my eyes, my senses are awake. "This Omega had a extraordinary beauty. And his pheromones—it smells good."

“Tafari, this is in no way meant to disrespect you, I am just really protective over her. I came to her too late to stop all the trauma, I couldn’t rescue her for so long. I trust you completely, but I have to be serious here. Once she starts to mentally heal, I don’t want anything to break her back down. I know you and I we have needs and wants. We both know all about mating and marking and everything that comes with it. I am just warning you that if you move to fast then you will really ruin her and I won’t be able to save her if that happens.” I cupped his cheek with my hand so I could stare in his eyes. “Artemis is broken right now. It is going to take a lot of time and love as well as d

She continued while looking back at the Gamma. "What do you mean?" "I'm here for revenge." Then she mumbled something just the way she cast the spell earlier. It made the Gamma abruptly let go of his hands on Janet—he must have felt an electric shock. And when he was about to react, he was stunned into place. In fact, we all froze except Janet. She removed the chain from her hands and leg and was now free. I looked at her, hoping she would do the same for me. But she just glanced at me before walking past the Gamma, me, and the warriors. I could only listen as her steps got further.