Broken Home Novels & Stories

By the time I stepped outside the building, King and Giselle were already waiting near the front steps. "You look like you've been through a war," King said the moment he saw me. "I feel like it." I sighed. "Come on. I'll buy you coffee." He chuckled. "I'm broke." King raised an eyebrow. "Since when?" I hesitated for the briefest moment. Since this morning, when Ryan had thrown me out of his car before school and I'd been too embarrassed to admit I barely had enough money left to get through the week. Instead, I shrugged. "I... lost my money." The lie came easier than I wanted it to.

If the family she had fought so hard to protect could survive this level of betrayal. The answer, for now, remained painfully unclear. The home was broken. And no one knew how to put it back together.

Now they were ash. When I finally calmed down enough to look at Colton — really look at him — I saw something I wasn’t ready for. Pain. Longing. A desperate ache that made my chest tighten. He wanted to be the one comforting me. He wanted to be the one I ran to. He wanted to be the one I trusted. But I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready for him. I’m too broken for a mate bond. Too damaged for something that pure.

The glass shattered on the floor, amber liquid spreading across the tiles. He didn’t move to clean it. He just sat there, staring at the mess, at the reflection of the city lights dancing in the spill. His chest felt tight. His eyes burned. For the first time in years, Adam Brooks — the man the world had once seen as invisible, mighty, now looked small, and broken. He pressed the ultrasound photo flat on the desk in front of him, his thumb brushing over the tiny shadow of the child forming inside Barbra. His voice was barely a whisper.

Kylo moved fast. In just three days, he'd completely bankrupted the Cullen family. The Cullens had always been a third-tier family with an unstable foundation. It had taken them ten years to climb to their current position. But bringing them down was child's play. "I heard the Cullen estate caught fire in the middle of the night. All their documents burned. Nora's parents died in the fire, and she herself barely survived. But her entire body is covered in burns. She's hardly recognizable anymore.

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

“This isn’t some TV drama–this is real life. Our lives. We aren’t in love, Misha. And a new baby won’t fix what’s broken with us. Nothing will.” Growing up in a broken family, I knew this truth better than most. I watched my parent’s marriage fall apart before my eyes–their arguments, the affairs. Madeline was supposed to be the baby that brought them back together–but she didn’t. They should have gotten a divorce. But instead they let my sister and I be the glue that held them together in a loveless marriage. By the time my father died, they were living their own separate lives, my mother undermining my father’s authority at every turn in a silent war between them.

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

she stopped speaking for a moment and became bitter smile on his lips. "But they still broke up. Do you know the reason?" he said as he looked at the man next to him. "Because mom has another man. It's funny, isn't it? They're both cheating on each other. Ever since they broke up, they've had their own lives while I was left alone. The the once happy family that I used to have suddenly changed and disappeared. That's why I had a trauma on myself. I'm afraid that the same thing might happen to me and he'll trade me for someone else," he was cut off when he squeezed his tears from the corner of his eyes with one of his hands and a line of wrinkles from his own forehead.

That had her putting down her walls she had fought to build after the last break up. She couldn’t do that to herself again. She couldn’t afford to let her guard down and let everything she had crumble down. Almost everyone she’d loved left her. Her mother had just died recently, she just started mending her relationship with her father and with Tan he had left before, this was bound to be a repeat of the past. If he hadn’t told her she might regret this after there might be a glimmer of hope for them both, but she already knew it. Tan’s loyalty was to his father and mother.