Broken By Evelyn Miller Novels & Stories

Jonathan commanded. I looked at Evelyn, my gaze desperate. “Please,” I begged. “Don’t become like him. Don’t let him break you the way he broke me.” Her lips trembled as she whispered, “I didn’t know how far it would go…” “Then stop it now,” I urged. Seconds passed, and then— A gunshot. BANG. Evelyn cried out, her body jerking as the bullet tore through her shoulder. The knife slipped from her hand, clattering to the floor as her knees buckled.

"Stop it!" Ryan burst through the door and saw Clara on her knees, crying about how the pup was innocent. He immediately jumped to the conclusion that I was trying to kick her out or force her to have an abortion. Without thinking, Ryan shoved me aside. He was so desperate to get to Clara that he didn't check his strength. I went flying, chair and all, slamming hard into the floor. My head cracked against the corner of the wall, and the edge of the chair jabbed violently into my lower abdomen.

“Oliver has been a huge support in my life more than you ever have, so just because I'm keeping quiet doesn't mean you should mistake my silence for foolishness.” “But that's exactly what this... rendezvous of yours is. Absurdity in the highest order, and I can't stand by and idly watch my daughter make a fool of herself!” he spat, tossing a newspaper onto the table. The headline read: AFTER DESTROYING CASSANDRA MILLS' HOUSEHOLD, EVELYN LAURENT APPEARS EIGHT YEARS LATER IN A HOSPITAL, HAPPILY IN LOVE WITH A NEW MAN. The image that followed the headline showed pictures of Evelyn and me from last week at the hospital. Picking up the newspaper, Evelyn raked her gaze over the headline and then t

Rowan stayed beside her, close enough that his sleeve brushed hers. Tessa did not cry. That worried Evelyn more than tears would have. The girl’s stare stayed fixed on Milo’s face, but her expression had gone distant, sealed behind a wall too hastily built. Evelyn recognized that look. She had worn it in another life, after betrayal, after blood, after learning that breaking down only made the world step on you faster. She rose slowly and turned to Tessa. “We are going to move him,” Evelyn said. “But not the way they want.”

The Judgment of the Soul. "He who betrays his fated mate shall be burned by the fires of memory, and never know peace." I'd always thought it was just a story. Now, I was its living proof. A perfect damnation. The memory cut like glass. Evelyn, pale and weak after her first miscarriage, reaching for me. And I, pulling away. "The smell of herbs is too strong," I'd said. I watched the light in her eyes die. And I had done nothing.

Emily said with disbelief. Jane didn’t reply. She was too scared, too weak to defend herself anymore. “Let’s go, Evelyn,” Emily said softly, not wanting to waste another minute there. But Evelyn didn’t move. She stood frozen, her hands trembling. Now knowing that her pain came from argument between her mother and a teacher—it broke her. She knew her mother could be troublesome, and it wasn’t hard to believe that Mrs. Katherine might have provoked the teacher first. Yet, that single word—mistress—had destroyed her childhood, and her trust in her sister.

The man I thought loved me? Dad’s last words echoed in my skull: Trust no one except yourself. I hadn’t listened. I’d been so blind, so stupid, so naïve. Liam never loved me. He wanted the patch. The power. And Elena,my own step sister,had been waiting in the wings the whole damn time. They broke me. They shattered every piece of me I had left. I cried until my eyes swelled shut and my pillow was soaked through. But somewhere in the dark, between the sobs and the rage, something cold and sharp started to grow.

Her hand flew to her mouth, and her eyes went wide with shock and terror. "What?" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes," Miller confirmed, his jaw tight. "One of his men. Right outside. Trying to break in." Emily's entire body started trembling. Her breathing became shallow and rapid. "Oh, my God," she whispered, and then louder, her voice breaking, "Oh, my God." --- ### FLASHBACK: LAST NIGHT

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...

Fabian’s heartbeat slowed painfully. That birthday. The wish. Maxine. Claire standing there pretending she was fine. God. He remembered it now. Not clearly enough back then. But now every detail returned sharply. Claire’s smile had looked forced that day. Broken. And he had still let her stand there alone while Susie clung to Maxine. Fabian rubbed a trembling hand across his face. For years, he thought neglect was harmless because Claire never complained loudly enough. Now he was beginning to understand something terrifying: