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He knew it too well. When your heart breaks, your world fissures and a desperate craziness escapes. It clouds your sense of reason, fleecing you of dignity along the way. The cloud is blinding. It turns you into someone you are not: the most desperate version of yourself who ever lived, someone stripped of flesh so all the nerves are revealed. This is who I am and this is all I have left—take it or leave it. So, you keep on going, going always in the hope that on the other side of the cloud your heartbreaker waits with arms wide open, and praying, always praying, that they have changed. Whatever is left, you break yourself. Sunday evening. There wasn’t much traffic. Aiden expected to arrive

I say, before rereading the prophecy. When the flower of spring Eases the pain of night She will begin to heal He who is broken "Okay, that part makes sense. Although, similar to what GoldMoon told us, the word ‘broken’ isn’t exactly accurate. Dominic isn't broken, he was abused and scarred.” “It’s semantics, Princess, just like with the Blessing of the Ceryneian Hind, or as we now call it, The Gift of the Ceryneian Hind, Dominic is described as broken. Maybe the prophecy used that word because he can’t shift.”

Theo POV The heavy paper tore under my fingers. Red wax flaked off, dropping onto the hallway runner. Dominic stood beside me, his shoulder pressing against mine. His body was rigid, a wall of muscle blocking the open doorway. Outside, the security guard shifted his weight, eyes fixed on the floorboards. "Give it to me," Dominic said, reaching for the paper. "No." My voice sounded thin, but my hands held tight. I pulled out a folded sheet of heavy parchment. It had no official court stamp. The crest at the top was not from the state registry. It was a single crest embossed in black ink: a falcon holding a broken sword.

That shook me more than the collapsing house. Seraphina lifted one hand toward the stairwell. Kael moved beside her. They looked like old war. Beautiful. Terrible. Not enough. The shadow below the stairs pressed closer. The house shrieked. The walls bowed inward. The journal skidded across the floor and opened near my feet. Words burned across the page. THE HOUSE WILL BREAK BEFORE THE CROWN WAKES. I looked at Frost Ridge. The cracked walls. The shattered windows. The open stairwell.

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*

Zaviers hand went to his shoulder right when he went to stand up. I quickly turned around and power walked to the book because I could feel the need radiating off of him. Blake was looking at me with a soft smile that had me smiling more. I quickly looked throught the pages until I stopped on the page that read. 'Broken souls.' I wouldve been confused if I hadnt passed soul breaker a few pages back. I rubbed my hand over the page and watched as a gold ribbon slowly came out of the book. The ribbon twirled around Blake in a graceful manner. The ribbon slowly attacted itself to his body. "I cant move." Blakes panicked tone had me praying that this was right.

With sexual violence and abuse triggers, it is for above 18 and especially for the readers who think that they can handle such a story. Disclaimer No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of the author. His Broken Princess © A. Gupta 2021.All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events andincidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living

That told me more than a story would have. A soft chime interrupted the room, not an alarm. A priority handshake request. Clean encryption. Old architecture. Expensive. Dominic looked at the identifier and went still in that dangerous way of his, the kind of stillness that meant a decision tree had just fully formed in his head. “They don’t usually move this fast,” he murmured. “Who?” “The Crownbreakers,” he said quietly. “That’s what the symbol represents.” “Subtle name,” I said.

He says, sounding as if he had made some type of mistake. “Wait what? You broke up with Madison? Why would you do that?” I question, feeling confused by everything that he was saying. “Because I wanted to be with you. “ he says dryly. I immediately feel taken aback by his words, not liking the way in which he was saying them. Does this mean that I ruined my chances with him? Did he actually want something real with me? Did I mess everything up by entertaining Sammy? “Wanted to?” I question

Brandon Kim’s last statement, but he kept a straight face, acting as if he wasn’t interested. “Remember this, Skylar. Your bond cannot be broken at will. You and your partner are permanently bound. The only way to break that bond is through death. This is clearly different from the typical concept of an Alpha and Omega fated pair because you are not an Alpha. Anyway, I’m done talking to you. I have to get back to work. Rest now." Dr. Brandon Kim walked out of Skylar’s room, shaking his head. Just before he disappeared behind the door, Skylar faintly heard him mutter.