Broken Heroines Novels & Stories

In my case, I say the first fool is a fool, the second fool is dumb and the third fool is stupid. In my case, I have been a fool and and a dumb person but I am not going to be stupid anytime soon. Halley used to be someone I trusted with my body and soul. I could have laid down my life for her with no hesitations at that time. She broke me for the first time and still thought I did not deserve happiness and so went ahead to break me twice and now, she thinks she can just badge into my room and claim the position of my best friend and expect me to be all lovey-dovey with her?

He softened slightly and added, “Please.” She nodded, golden waves of hair trying to spill free of its ponytail. She sat up straighter and squared her soldiers – a woman preparing for war. “Red Ripper are back. But not just them – something worse. They’ve started taking wolves by force.” Her throat bobbed. “They managed to take some of ours. But it wasn’t… It wasn’t just them. They had these things. Creatures. They looked… Wrong.” He stilled. “What did they look like?”

You forget to interact with people and you forget to feel anything except the pain that you had kept in for so long. And then she came into my life. She eclipsed my every hurt and pain because hers was greater than mine. She is afraid but hides it well behinds her beauty. She is strong but doesn't let people see that side of her. And she is broken but I fell for the cracks, wanting to fill them up with the pieces of my own broken heart. I would do anything for her, except... (This book is a dark tragedy. Contains dubious content that might not be for sensitive readers. Proceed with caution.)

"Even after forever." Authors Note Thank you all for reading broken hearts. Phiya-

The road was spinning; Denise staggered along throwing her hands in the air like a lunatic. Her heart was shattered. Her little dream was a mere fantasy. The reality of Clark’s true colours made a sharp pain cut through her stomach. Denise was on the road and there were moving vehicles but she did not care. If only the world would swallow her sorrow and make her disappear without a trace, Denise would pay any price.

I love you. *I love you too. Come back to me,*Aria sent back. The battle raged for two hours. To Aria, trapped underground, it felt like days. Finally, the all-clear signal came through the bonds. But the relief was tempered by the overwhelming sense of loss. When they emerged, the sight that greeted them was devastating. The eastern border was destroyed, trees knocked down, earth scorched. And everywhere, blood. Aria immediately shifted into healer mode, pushing down her horror to focus on the wounded. There were twelve seriously injured warriors, including two who might not survive. She worked alongside Elena and Catherine, stitching wounds, setting bones, doing everything they could to sa

He screamed in agony. Sue appeared out of nowhere like a crazed demon, her hair all over the place. "Celia Swain, I'm going to kill you! You bitch! How could you take the spot that was meant for me? "You'd never be Zach's wife if I hadn't drugged him! That was supposed to be my life!" She lunged at me like a lunatic, shaking a bottle of sulfuric acid. I shot her a deadpan look as I stressed each word. "Did Shawn really fall into the lake by accident?"

He's not ready for what's coming for him. Because when shattered women are done weeping. They start creating something better than vengeance. They start constructing justice.

( Charlotte’s POV) I was lost for words. I can't believe it. I don't even know what to utter. Maddox isn't a Hybrid. He's still a werewolf. He's a different classification of one. The Broken/Broken Werewolves are powerful. One Broken can destroy a living army of soldiers, without getting hurt badly. They are like Lycans, but it takes two to kill one Broken. They kill authorities, even those from the committee. The Broken were bitten by past punished werewolves, meaning all of them are extinct but one seems to be alive.

He smiled proudly. It was unbelievable and unexpected to me to hear that this young woman here was a warrior and not just that, but also the leader of the Reapers, the strongest army in the werewolf kingdom. With her strength, one would think that she was a death wolf but hearing that she had the strength of a spirit wolf felt unreal to me. It was just like saying she had the strength of Andrew. Now it was clear to me how she had disfigured me like it was so easy. I released a loud sigh as the realisation settled in. Who knows if I would be able to come out here alive?