Broken In The Best Possible Way Novels & Stories

"Did I hurt you? I didn't mean to be so rough but you just… fuck, you drive me crazy." I nodded weakly, then laughed breathlessly when I realized I couldn't even form words yet. My brain felt fuzzy. My body felt like it had been put through the best kind of torture. "I… I think you broke me," I managed to whisper out. "In the best way possible. I've never felt anything like that. I'm completely destroyed."

Breaking the system— might have been the worst mistake we’ve ever made.

"But the mate bond requires a specific kind of breaking. A perfect pain to match a perfect transformation." The gun fired. And something inside me shattered.

It's just that I am a broken thing, And breaking is all I can give to the ones I love. I never really confided in anyone, never needed anyone or destroyed anything until I met that shit, it destroyed my life. I sent my hand down the back seat and caught a packet of block crystalline. I opened it up and grind some of it, regretting every second. I dissolve some of it and injected it through my veins like a fucking junky.

I only had a cup of coffee for breakfast. Finally, I was done eating. I cleaned my mouth, settled my bills, and headed out. However, I was just so unlucky. I bumped into a guy who was holding a cup of wine in one hand and the bottle in the other. Unfortunately, the wine in the cup poured on my body while the bottle fell on the floor and broke. It was the guy's fault. He wasn't looking at where he was going. I felt so embarrassed as my cloth got ruined. ' What's your problem? What's all this? Couldn't you focus on where you were going?' I yelled angrily.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

"I was once the best but then he came and took everything from me Mother... father... I will let you see that I'm the best" A glass shattered. It was the mirror she is looking at. You can hear how bits of shattered glasses fall and hit the ground creating a click sound. Her hand is now full of blood. There is so much blood. Even so, it doesn't seem to bother her. The pain she is experiencing right now is nothing compared to what she had gone through. That pain is not even an inch of the hell she lived at. "Even if my plan failed... It doesn't mean that I lose. This is not over yet. It is not over..."

The days she…. “Dude, dude,” Brian’s voice drags him back to reality. “Dude, you are drifting off again!” He rubs his face with his palm and sighs dejectedly. “Sorry, man,” he apologizes. “Malcolm, I know you don’t like hearing this but I’m your best friend and I have to tell you the truth. Dude, you’ve got to move on. Yvette is gone and she is never coming back.” “I’ve moved on,” Malcolm says to him.

Somewhere between my second cup of coffee and his third whiskey, the distance between us disappeared. After a while, I leaned back, sighing. “You ever think maybe we’re all just… broken people who met at the wrong time?” Tomas chuckled. “That’s the most poetic shit I’ve heard in weeks.” “I’m serious.” “So am I,” he said. “But maybe that’s what makes it work. Broken recognizes broken.” That line stuck in my chest. He wasn’t wrong. I smiled, small but genuine. “You know what? For someone who works for a mob family, you’re not half bad.”

If this doesn't work out, it won't break me. It might very well kill me, but I know I won't let it break me. I've already been broken and I refuse to fall apart again.