Novel & Cerita Broken Knight Lj Shen

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

The growl of the Lycan king roared and I jarred out of my thoughts. "My name is Lia Smith and…and I lost my family since I was young. I used to live with my aunt but one day I was brutally wounded and I lost my memories. I ended up in the streets and have been managing to live by…until I woke up in a strange room clothed with a wedding dress…" I finished my story. He didn't move nor gave any reaction. My story must have sounded very believable My poor father, he wouldn't believe his daughter would name him dead when he was alive and breathing fine. I'm sorry, father, forgive me…

Araceli giggled. “But there has to be a way” I protested and she craned her neck thoughtfully. “The first step you need to take is to separate the King from his mate, because with her by his side, he’ll grow stronger and no one will ever be able to defeat him” Araceli said seriously and I frowned. What the hell was she saying? How could Eleanor possibly be of any good to the Lycan king? Let alone make him grow stronger? “That’s the only way for now, Ethan. You may leave”

"What is this? Are you trying to make me feel better or something? Stop it, Allen. I don't need that kind of positive reinforcement. The fact is, I'm broken, right?" "Ash!" Aslan rolled his eyes. "What? Never mind, don't deny it. This has been my condition for a long time, right? Besides, I'm the one with the condition, you don't have to worry about it." Allen sighed. He knew Aslan just hated his condition, but Allen did not like it every time Aslan called himself broken. In Allen's eyes, Aslan was normal. A normal human being. He was just a little different from the other Alphas, and that did not change anything. He was still Allen's little brother, and Allen loved him.

Not even when the doors burst open and three guards stormed in, weapons raised. Lucien Blackthorn had finally woken up. "Selene Ravenshade," I said, my voice firm, carrying the weight of years wasted, bonds broken, truths twisted, "you are hereby stripped of every title, every protection, every right you ever claimed in this pack." She blinked once. Then tilted her head. "You can't do this. You don’t have the strength." I stepped toward her. "I do now." She snarled. It was a terrible sound, and for a moment I thought she might lunge, reveal her true form, whatever it was—I was sure she was a demon of some sort. But then, she stilled.

A man no older than Lucian, eyes dark and hollowed by something deeper than grief. The iron-haired woman inclined her head. Not a bow. A recognition. “I am Maerith of the Broken Crown,” she said. “And you are not what we expected.” Raine straightened. “You usually aren’t, when you expect nothing to survive.” Lucian let out a low chuckle. “Oh, I like her already.” Maerith’s gaze flicked to him. “You smell of blood and unfinished wars.” “Perceptive,” Lucian said. “You smell like someone who didn’t lose.”

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*

It made him more a mystery to Lucian. The others were goofing around in the frontyard. Jucel said she's going to continue looking at the book written by Hunter Lornn, their first-level old master in Krystalline Academy while Blaise was nowhere to be found, probably in a mission. Lucian glanced back at the archery range and watched his sister straining at the weapon. He remembered that Chloe never notched an arrow, much less hold a bow. Well, she never held a weapon since she's a kid. So when she started to hold a bow and arrow under Vivien Li's tutelage, Chloe struggled. Now she was struggling more.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

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.)