Broken Open Novels & Stories

I quickly stepped forward and helped her up. "Sarah and I are divorced. The past is in the past. There's no need to dwell on it any longer."

"If you don't open it, I'll really break down this door," Lucas threatened, finally causing the door in front of him to open. Then, Lucas's eyes widened as he saw Luna's condition.

Her legs were spread out, and an unknown guy was thrusting his manhood into her like it was the last time he’d ever have sex again. The class gasped. Their gazes fell on me to confirm before returning to the video that played on the board. My lips dropped. “What!” I shouted. The monstrous manhood made me moan. “Oh fuck! Harder!” I cried. “Kill me!” I yelled. And in the blink of an eye, the video vanished. Liana’s face turned pale. Her lips suddenly dried out and cracked. Chris jolted to his feet. “What the hell!” he yelled, his voice filled with pain and anger.

His jaw was clenched so tight I thought it might crack. The lock clicked. He yanked the door open, revealing a stairwell that plunged into darkness. “Go.” I froze, staring at the shadows yawning below us. “Down there? Where does it” His hand cupped the back of my neck, firm, guiding, almost desperate. “Melinda, move.” The sound of glass shattering cut through the air like a gunshot. Men’s voices roared in the distance, harsh, commanding. The safehouse wasn’t safe anymore.

The sound of a bone cracking echoed in the air as pain exploded throughout my body. I collapsed on the ground, my back feels numb, but I could still feel the pain throughout my body, I am sure I broke a bone but I don't know which bone exactly, my eyelids feels heavy as I struggled to open my eyes "I am going to kill you" a voice came sounding more like a growl... And that was the last thing I remembered before the entire world went black.

Without Dad's financial support, I have maybe two months of tuition money saved from my part-time job at the campus writing center. The security guard's radio crackles. "Building needs to be secured in fifteen minutes." "Almost done," I call back, shoving the last of my toiletries into a bag. My reflection catches in the mirror above my dresser. I look like a stranger—hollow-eyed, pale, wearing the same clothes I've had on for two days. When did I start looking so broken? "Hey," Maya touches my shoulder gently. "You're going to get through this." "Am I?" The question slips out before I can stop it. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like my life is over."

He helplessly closed his eyes pulling Denzel to his chest. ************ Win opened his eyes with a groan. His head was hammering. He tried to straighten up his hands and feet but couldn’t do it. He shut his eyes tightly before opening them again adjusting to the light. And then it all strike in his mind. It was like a reel rewinding.

However, I could still see the hatred and ridicule in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, no doubt to humiliate me further in some sort of way, I interrupted him, "I've aborted the baby. "It's also impossible for us to ever get back together. Since everyone is here today, along with the media, I would like you all to be my witness. "I, Selene Larcell, will no longer have anything to do with Archer Nolan. We are through."

I avert my eyes for a second because if my foot is as fucked up as it feels, I'm definitely going to go insane on both of them. On her for showing up when no one called her and on him for letting himself get so distracted by a pair of tits. "It's not that bad," she says and I finally look. My foot is already turning fucking purple and there’s an open wound where the corner hit me. But other than that, it looks normal. But I can see -and feel- that some bones are broken. Anya reaches one of her hands out to touch me and I instinctively jerk back because I think it's going to hurt, but she does it very gently, "Yeah, there are broken bones here. Can you wiggle your toes?"

A surge of panic engulfed Georgina as she watched the door handles violently quiver, fearing the imminent invasion. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the glass of the door window adjacent to Marcelo fragmented into a cascade of shards. Georgina's trembling intensified as the unknown intruder thrust his hand through the broken window, manipulating the latch and forcefully opening the door. The world around her seemed to blur as Marcelo was roughly dragged out of the vehicle, his body colliding with the unforgiving floor, the door left ajar.