Broken Kingdom Book Novels & Stories

When they reached the grand front doors, Emma let out a small sigh of relief, though the unease in her chest remained. Inside the library, the group gathered around the table where Haverstone’s journals lay open, their pages marked with notes and diagrams. Crane worked methodically, flipping through the fragile pages with careful precision. “This fracture was different,” Emma said, breaking the silence. She placed the key on the table, its faint glow casting flickering shadows. “It felt... stronger. Like it was resisting more than the others.” “It was,” Callan replied. “The force is testing you. With each fracture we seal, it learns more about us—our strategies, our weaknesses.”

Just like the other one beside it. I scoff under my breath, letting the bottle clink against the table as I set it back down. I should feel triumphant. I should feel whole. But as I stare at the shattered remain s of my life I crashed, at the man who once promised me forever, at the woman who stole my life— All I feel is the bitter taste of something unfinished.

But then she stopped and turned to face him again as if she forgot to say something. "And by the way, I never regret breaking up with you, don’t overdo it Lyken," she smiled sweetly and her voice came out naturally. Jada then went straight to her room while Lyken was rooted in his place. After everything she said so far, that last statement was the most heartbreaking. Of course, she really won't regret breaking up with him after what she saw. Who wouldn’t when everything she saw scarred her heart? Someone tapped Lyken’s shoulder, it was Kobe. Then Honey hugged him, she was crying. He knew she's hurt seeing her best friend like this. It was the same for him.

She didn't even want to imagine. As her eyes drooped in misery, she gave in to the ennui that had been nipping at her heels for longer than she cared to remember. She sniffled and curled into herself in sorrow as she asked herself how long she would feel like this, so alone, so completely broken. But there were no answers, only a deep void of nothing. A black hole that waited to suck her in if she let it.

Just wind. And silence. Behind her: the crown—no longer gold, but forged in obsidian and bullet casings. It wasn’t worn. It was placed—on a pedestal. A symbol. She didn’t need it on her head. Because the world had already bent its knees. ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — FINAL ENTRY OF THE CITADEL ERA “I did not inherit an empire. I burned the ashes and named the smoke.” “I did not want their crown. I broke it, reforged it, and left it behind.”

I stood there shocked with my jaw hanging open, staring at the dead bodies that were impaled by Reid's ice. I knew he was strong, but it was that moment that I knew he was going to be the most powerful alpha there ever was. I knew he was destined for great things and I can't wait to see it. The end. **** Yes, the book is over, but the story is not. Aiden and Thaddeus, along with their children, their story continues in “A Broken Alpha” series. Noah and Michael, their story is just beginning. Their story continues throughout the series.

I sigh. He would, everyone leaves in the end. Who would want to have someone like me in their life? Ryland caresses my cheek. "Gracie, we all have our demons and scars. We all have our secrets and our reasons for being broken. It doesn't mean we need to go through life alone." I feel the tears in my eyes as he said the words to me. It is evident that he has his own struggles too. He is also fighting his personal demons. "Something tells me you haven't had an easy life either," I say softly.

I can't even remember the last time when someone spoke to me without having to bring up my background and overall nature. Wells stood in his seat. Amongst the bookshelves, he pulled out a leather book in his hand. "This isn't a thorough history of this world, but if you insist on returning to the castle with at least something, then I suggest you read this," "Does it have relevant information to who I am?" "Yes. The book mentioned the Great Rift. And how it has affected the four kingdoms. It's a children's tale, but since you are similarly grounded to a child's limited knowledge, this is a good starting place,"

Around me, the Palace groaned— stone shifting, walls trembling, as if it felt the severing of its spine. Outside, the war howled louder. I did not look back at the corpse. I stepped toward the doorway instead, already thinking ahead. Liam would feel this soon. The Reigns would feel it all at once. The crown had broken. And something far colder was about to take its place. Perfect.

Ahead, a yawning crack that had opened earlier between aisles—an ink‑filled void we’d been skirting around—began to close. Stone blocks rose out of the darkness one by one, like steps in an invisible staircase, locking together. Words bloomed across them as they surfaced: BRIDGE, SAFE, HOLD. Each block thudded into place with the finality of a period. The floor stitched itself into a path. A screen shard from the Admin’s body spun down, angling straight for Corvin’s head. Before I could move, the nearest shelf lurched sideways just enough that the glass hit wood instead, burying itself in a copy of NEON GRAVE CITY—HAZARD SUBROUTINES The book took the blow and burned from the inside, its text