Broken Im Done Quotes Novels & Stories

The Blood Moon Feast was over. I was delivering the synthetic blood supplement I'd developed for the vampire lord, Evander, when he suddenly threw me to the ground. "Give it to me... I want you..." His crimson eyes burned with desperate hunger. My face flushed. I thought he finally understood the love I held for him. So I let him sink his fangs into my neck. I let him form a blood bond with me—a human. I wanted eternity with him. But when I woke up, Evander's eyes were filled with shock and regret. It wasn't love. Just an uncontrollable frenzy from his once-a-century bloodlust curse. And now it was too late. A human bonded to an ancient vampire suffers excruciating, soul-tearing pain. To forcibly break the bond? A death sentence. Evander chose to honor it. He owed me—I'd saved his life once in the human world. But everything changed when Odette died. His true love, waiting centuries to bond with him. When she learned of our union, she shattered—left the City of Eternal Night alone and walked into an ambush by rogue hunters. They burned her to ash. When his family brought back the only thing left—a moonstone pendant—Evander's hands closed around my throat. "This was your plan all along, wasn't it? You trapped me in this bond. Then you conspired with hunters to kill Odette. Go to hell and apologize to her yourself!" He ripped the bond from me, tearing away the very blood that kept me alive. A day and a night of agony as my organs ruptured. Then I died. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night his curse erupted.

Warning : Includes strong language .Jacob Knight is one hell of gorgeous Quarterback and he has it all , perfect face , perfect smile, perfect everything . Every girl that I knew of would have died to have a chance with him. But not me .. because I knew what laid behind his gorgeous facade .His first words " you are dead " spiralled my life out of control in highschool .And I hated him for that . Atleast I thought I did until I realised his true self . Devil as he was , even he deserved someone by his side .Bella Hamilton is the new school punch bag because I was the one who made her that. Everyone pegged her to be chubby , goodie two shoes and I did too until I kissed her as a dare and saw the rebellion that she pulled against my rein . Sometimes even Angels needs a trip to hell , after all what's so good about a perfect heaven ? Or was it even perfect ? If it was perfect ,why was it cruel to my little bible princess? loving her was dangerous but losing her was lethal .What happens when the devil knocks on your door what will you do? Maybe if you're the smartest of the lot , you will shut your door up and chant bible.But I wasn't , instead I let him inside my head , my heart and my soul.And what does a devil does the best ? He ruins .Just like he ruined me , with his imperfect , perfections.

After my father-in-law's mouth started twisting to one side, my mother-in-law came back with a whole sack of venomous snakes and scorpions. According to her, it was some kind of folk remedy. Soak the creatures in alcohol, let him sit in it, then give him acupuncture. In three days, he’d be as good as new. When she explained it, the whole family froze. Some looked stunned, others outright terrified. I was the only one who clapped my hands like I approved. "Yeah, that sounds like a great remedy. You can tell it works just by hearing it. We should listen to Lucy. This way, we can treat Edward and save money. Isn't that perfect?" My mother-in-law shot me a disdainful look and let out a cold snort. "Look at you, finally behaving. Aren't you usually the one who loves to argue with me?" I just smiled and said nothing. In my previous life, the moment I saw my father-in-law's crooked mouth and unfocused eyes, I knew it wasn't simple facial paralysis. It was a stroke. However, my mother-in-law refused to believe me. She even accused me of wishing him dead. I tried to rush him to the hospital, but he shoved me hard. I tumbled down the stairs. Even as I lay there, bones broken and bleeding, they refused to take me to the hospital. They said I was faking it. That was how I died at their hands. Now that I've been given a second chance, I looked at my father-in-law with a bright smile. "Edward, this is just facial paralysis. Use Lucy's remedy, and you'll be fine in a couple of days."

Aquila Etienne never expected that the fairy tales about werewolves that she often heard from her grandmother when she was a child were not mere fabrications. Werewolves did exist, and Enne was a part of them. Altair Enzo was the leader of the werewolves, an Alpha who awaited the arrival of his mate as prophesied by the werewolf community. According to their beliefs, his mate would be a descendant of the Moon Goddess who would bring peace to their kind. As Enne struggled to come to terms with her true identity as a werewolf, she found herself caught between Altair—the strongest alpha—and Andhara, a determined rogue.

I've always been a goody-two-shoes. The boldest thing I've ever done is falling in love with my older brother's friend, Oliver Anderson. The day Oliver finds out about my feelings for him, he's left feeling shell-shocked for a long time. But in the end, he still agrees to become my boyfriend. I thought we loved each other. But Oliver sends me a video featuring him and another young woman on my birthday. In the video, they did everything a couple can possibly do. At the end of the video, Oliver glances at the camera casually while smoking. "Vera, this is my gift for you. Never trust a man this easily." That's when I feel my confidence getting smashed into smithereens. That's why when Oliver and that woman show up in front of me, I give up on pursuing him once and for all.

On the eve of Valentine's Day, the entire Ravenport is waiting for Vivian Grayson's scores to be released. They're all watching to see if my score is high enough to attend her family banquet this year. The Grayson family has made it clear that their future son-in-law will be chosen at that banquet. Yet, after seven years of dating Vivian, I come in second every single time. This had made me the biggest joke in the city. This year is no exception. Vivian throws herself into the arms of the male model, Jason Carter, who ranks first. She says matter-of-factly, "I really like the way he smells. You understand, right, Noah? Next year, I'll definitely make you number one." The lively atmosphere in the banquet hall drops to freezing point. Everyone is waiting for me to tear that smug look off Jason's face. But I don't lose my temper like before. I simply say calmly, "Congratulations." A victorious smile appears on Vivian's face. "You've finally learned to control your temper, Noah. You're not far from becoming the Graysons' son-in-law." I nod indifferently. I am about to become someone else's son-in-law, but not the Grayson family's. I have disagreed and argued with my family for the past seven years. Now, it's time to follow their arrangement and go abroad to honor the marriage they set up for me.

I begged Dylan Leveson three hundred and four times to take my dying dad on one last trip out to sea. Guess what? He bailed. I stood on the shore, watching the warmth fade from my dad's body, breath by breath—alone—while Dylan played Romeo in the highlands. Millie Stone—his forever flame—posted a cozy little selfie: [Far from the world, as long as I have you.] I accidentally hit like. Dylan popped up instantly. [How many times have I told you to leave Millie alone? Can't control yourself? We're getting a divorce!] Oh, the classic divorce threat. I'd lost count. [Cool. Divorce it is.]

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

Vivian sacrificed everything for the sake of her marriage with Syrus. She left her work and family to put up with his toxic mother all in the name of preserving their wedding. Yet that didn't stop Syrus from having an affair, what's worse? He wasn't afraid to show it. Having had enough, Vivian asked for a divorce determined to kick-start her life and chase her dreams. If only her ex-husband and his family would just leave her in peace.

"I need to see Mr. Winchester! Please! My father--my father is dying I need..." "The world knows you are his mistress but Mr. Winchester does not entertain mistresses when he's working. Have some dignity and leave." ┌ Olivia Cabello has been the mistress to Ryat Winchester for two years. For two years she fools herself that the billionaire who's stone cold demeanor is well known by the press will one day love her and treat her more than just a plaything. She gets the shock of her life when Ryat gets engaged to a billionaire heiress and she is declared the other woman. A loose woman, they call her. A woman with no morals, they say. When the two red parallel lines on the pregnancy stick slap her with the bitter truth; it's time for Olivia to choose herself first. Except Ryat Winchester isn't letting go anytime soon. Not in this lifetime at least.