Broken Play Novel Novels & Stories

My dad is a player. After he succeeds in his conquest mission, he leaves this world… as well as four mothers to me. My first mom is an extremely wealthy CEO. My second mom is supremely famous for her work as the top actress. My third mom has stellar medical skills, whereas my fourth mom holds an authoritative and influential position. My four moms have spent the last 16 years doting on me endlessly. They would give me whatever I want. That is, until three years ago when William Carson, the son of their first love, returns to their lives. Since then, my moms have only trusted him, reserving all their distrust for me. When William accuses me of calling him a bastard filthier than that of a mutt who doesn't have the right to live at home, my moms make me live in a kennel and eat scraps like a true mutt. When William claims that I'm the one taking the lead to bully him at school, my moms decide to make me drop out of school. Then, they hire three delinquents to beat me up at home for three long months. When William tells my moms that I've shoved him once again, my moms lock me up in a cage and starve me for 72 hours straight in hopes that I will learn my lesson. Just when I'm on the brink of dying from starvation, I hear Dad's voice. "Henry, do you want to come back to me?"

Ezra returns after three mysterious years, armed with a vengeance that unfolds like a carefully set trap. The shadows of her past conceal wounds inflicted by those she once trusted, and now, Ezra is here to settle the score. With a heart full of secrets, she navigates the tangled web of deceit, each revelation a shard of the broken mirrors that once reflected her truth. As the plot thickens, the sins of the past come to light, and Ezra's pursuit of justice leads to a gripping narrative where every secret exposed is a mirror shattered, revealing the distorted reflections of those who wronged her. Brace yourself for a suspenseful journey through revenge, redemption, and the shattered mirrors that hold the unspoken truths of Ezra's compelling tale.

By the fifth year Dylan Crewe dropped me on a remote island, I finally learned submission. He brought his sugar baby, a college student, along with a Doberman to pick me up. I sank to my knees, wiped the sand off his leather shoes with my sleeve, and bent my back as a step for them. “Your duty from here on out is to take care of Tammy Bates. She and the Doberman are your family now.” I complied with his demand with a smile. Dylan took over my family’s empire, pushed my parents to the depths of despair until they jumped to their deaths, while I was abandoned in the middle of nowhere to break me. He succeeded in his venture. Back in the familiar manor, I couldn’t recognize the place I once called home. My alarm clock rang at 4 o’clock every morning, as my day would start with a special diet for Dobie and its grooming session. At nine o’clock, I would lay out Tammy’s outfit for the day and be her literal punching bag at the gym. I would have the drinks and food ready for Tammy’s friends in the evening, as she kidded around with her friends about how she tamed the once proud, notoriously spoiled heiress of Hedgewood’s high society.

Akira waited for her long lover, whom she boomed into and longing for a kiss because he had promised forever but he blocked the her mouth and told her she mistook him for someone else that he is a married man

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

My mother, Eleanor Thorne, dropped out of school at a young age to work, single-handedly raising my uncle, Logan Thorne, all on her own. Because of that bond, right before she passed away from a severe illness, she tightly held Logan’s hand and entrusted me to his care, begging him to look after me. With bloodshot eyes, Uncle Logan swore right beside her hospital bed that he would never let a single soul lay a finger on me for the rest of his life. When I was seven years old, my biological father, Richard Jennings, was preparing to remarry, and he muttered a cruel comment under his breath, calling me a piece of useless baggage. The next second, Logan smashed a glass bottle right over his head. "Who the hell do you think you are, talking to my little girl like that?" he roared. "Keep running your mouth, and I will personally ruin you!" Before his head wounds could even fully heal, Richard literally checked himself out of the hospital and fled the city, never daring to show his face around us again. During my high school years, a boy cornered me on the way home to force a love letter into my hands, which completely terrified me. Logan flew into an absolute rage. That very afternoon, he brought a crew and broke the boy's leg. That act invited a violent retaliation. Logan was targeted in a brutal hit-and-run and left for dead on the asphalt. He spent three grueling days fighting for his life in the ICU before the doctors finally pulled him back from the brink. Yet, the exact moment he was discharged from the hospital, he tracked that student down again and beat him within an inch of his life. I was utterly horrified. Desperate to prevent my uncle from hurting anyone else on my account, I, Maisie Thorne, secretly applied to a university overseas without telling him, leaving the country for three long years. On the eve of Logan’s wedding, he personally flew out on a private jet to pick me up and bring me back home. That night, we sat down to have a quiet dinner together. But the night took a twisted turn when his fiancée mistook me for a hidden mistress. "So, you're the little obsession my husband can't seem to stop thinking about," Victoria Vane sneered, glaring at me. "I’ve heard all about the mysterious girl locked away in his private thoughts. Let's see how much sleeping around you can do once I strip that pretty little face right off your head, Maisie Thorne!"

Risha Nathalie Saavedra was known for being a good daughter, who always follow whatever her parents may say. She knew it from the very start. She has to marry a man so that their company will survive and grow. She was fine with this idea as she wanted to fulfill her parents' dream. She met Evan Zendejas, her evil fiance. She likes him at first but this man is doing his best for her to doubt this fixed marriage. She would like to chase him discreetly hoping to somehow get to know Evan and eventually makes him chase her desperately. Is that really possible?

Amidst the glamour of high society, Elain, a well-known artist, finds her world turned upside down when her husband, a werewolf billionaire, hands her a signed divorce agreement. Each brushstroke on her canvas echoes her confusion and heartbreak. As she rebuilds her life, her art takes a transformative turn, capturing the raw emotion of her journey. However, as her ex-husband comes to terms with his own regrets and begins his desperate search to find her, their paths intertwine in the art world she dominates. "Mend My Broken Heart" paints a tale of love, betrayal, and the healing power of art.

“Sign those papers, or be ready to face my wrath.” Teddy, Jane’s husband, slammed her face with divorce papers on the day of their one year anniversary. “No I won’t. You can do whatever you want.” Jane, the heiress of the Lockwood empire had run away from home, due to an arranged marriage her family had prepared for her since birth. Due to a childhood trauma, she has promised herself never to get involved in any arranged marriage, no matter the consequences. She had thought that falling in love with someone who wasn’t her arranged partner was her best option. So, she left New York for Los Angeles, searching for true love. Due to a life and death situation, her path crossed with Teddy Wilson, who she asked to marry her with the condition of saving his childhood sweetheart, who was in coma, due to blood shortage. And with Jane having a matching blood with the patient, Teddy accepted her condition. On the day of their one year anniversary, Teddy slammed Jane with divorce papers after she was set up by his childhood sweetheart, Ava. Jane felt life was cruel to her, and wanted to end it all. She doesn’t have the face to go back home and face her family. When Jane was about to end her life, she was unexpectedly saved by a stranger, who was no other than her arranged partner, Leonard Bank, the well-known ruthless billionaire. Would Jane be able to accept her fate and marry her arranged partner, Leonard? Would Leonard make Jane’s life miserable for abandoning their engagement? Would Jane find the true love she always wanted? Will Jane accept Teddy back after all he did to her? Find out in this amazing book, “Broken To Finding Love.”

Till death do us part Betrayal, the acid that destroys all without hope of repair The bond once sealed with love and trust now hangs by a thread of pleas and regret Trust, once lost is never seen in the same face Again Hope is all that lasts in pain and most sadly in vain Only time can tell if there ever will be redemption and restoration The wedding bells that rang five years prior, seem to have worn off its charm and joy in the lives of Ethan and Patricia. Mistakes and disregard have strained whatever it was that bound them together. Realisation comes rather late, and a new beginning is too far gone to reach, but mistakes need to be learnt from, and time surely, must go on.