Novel & Cerita Broken Hero

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

"What is this? Are you trying to make me feel better or something? Stop it, Allen. I don't need that kind of positive reinforcement. The fact is, I'm broken, right?" "Ash!" Aslan rolled his eyes. "What? Never mind, don't deny it. This has been my condition for a long time, right? Besides, I'm the one with the condition, you don't have to worry about it." Allen sighed. He knew Aslan just hated his condition, but Allen did not like it every time Aslan called himself broken. In Allen's eyes, Aslan was normal. A normal human being. He was just a little different from the other Alphas, and that did not change anything. He was still Allen's little brother, and Allen loved him.

“What if I can’t forget what he did?” “Then I’ll wait.” His gaze held mine, unwavering. “As long as it takes.” Something in my chest cracked open. Not breaking. Healing. My wolf stirred, rising from the wounded place she’d been hiding. Not in fear. Not in warning. In hope. “I’m terrified,” I admitted. “I know.” “I might always be a little broken.” “You’re not broken.” His hand steadied me. “You’re a survivor. And survivors are the strongest people I know.”

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...

Vivian’s POV: After many hours of emergency treatment, the doctor finally stepped out of the operating room. "The patient's condition is very serious. The direct impact shattered the bones in his right leg into multiple fragments." "Even with the best possible recovery, he will still be left with permanent complications..." The doctor's voice grew heavy as he explained, and my mind buzzed numbly. I understood what he meant. After the collision, Alexander's right leg had suffered severe damage, leaving him almost crippled.

It will take Aaron a while before he heals and by the time he comes to, he will be nothing but a rogue. Brock falls back, landing on his buttocks, and realizes he has greatly underestimated me. I may be a woman who uses magic every chance she gets but I remain the strong one here and he is just realising just how much of an idiot he is. “Ready to plead for your life?” I ask Brock. I know he is a man of great pride and would rather die than beg for mercy but it doesn’t hurt to try. Brock knew this was the end. With Aaron on the ground, unresponsive and his father dead, there was no point in fighting anymore.

"] Subconsciously, I caught myself smiling after recalling all the rude words he said to that old man. This is the first time I was so glad to hear foul things from him. ‘It was… refreshing.’ Now that I am thankful towards Brett, I felt even more worried about him. I looked toward the direction where he went. “What’s taking him so long?” Then my eyes went back to the weapons on the cabinet. “And what the hell he told me to use this?” Anyway, Brett is a strong Alpha. He won’t die. “Wait. He got injured fighting in the underground bar before. And when he fought in Brazil, he got wounded.” It clearly means that beasts aren’t immortal.

The truth was finally out. The lies were gone. All that was left was a broken man and a broken woman, their souls laid bare for each other to see. Hades stood there, his body shaking with a mix of rage, sorrow, and a profound, heartbreaking love. He took a deep, shuddering breath, and a single, silent tear rolled down his cheek. The dam broke. The strong, unyielding, ruthless Cross Bearer was gone, replaced by a broken man, a man who had lost everything and found it all in a single, painful moment.

“I am not ashamed of loving a great man. I am not ashamed of receiving his trust. I am not ashamed of the crown he placed upon my head. The only shame belongs to those who would rather burn an empire to the ground than see it ruled by a love they cannot understand.” He took a step closer to the camera, his image intensifying, dominating the screen. “They broke into my home. They attacked my friends. They buried my mentor and then tried to bury his memory under a mountain of lies. They thought the shock of the bomb, the threat of the gun, would break me.” A faint, terrifying smile touched his lips. “It only forged me. I am not broken. I am tempered. I am the heir that Joe Brian chose. Not in

"For what? For Victoria's press conference this afternoon? For whatever new lies she's going to tell about me?" "For yourself. For the boys. For getting through this." I set down my spoon. "What if I can't get through this? What if this is the thing that finally breaks me?" "It won't." "How do you know?" "Because you've survived worse. You survived giving up Alexander. You survived almost dying in that warehouse. You survived being shot. You're the strongest person I know." "I don't feel strong. I feel broken." "Broken things can be repaired." "Not always. Sometimes they're too shattered. Too many pieces to put back together."