Broken Quotes For Her Novels & Stories

Her body was completely drenched in water as expected and her wet hair stuck to her shocked face. I didn't know what to say — I had no excuse. "A-Are you okay..?" "You....!" She caught me by my collar and glared at me, "Do I look like I am okay?!" Well, that was stupid of me. Her murderous look made me believe in two faced people today — She was sweet like sugar a moment ago and now she gave off the vibe of a monster that could bite off a person's limbs. I gulp nervously, "I-I am really sorry..."

“I didn’t know it was possible to love this much. It makes everything feel louder, brighter, and scarier too.” She wraps her arms around me and holds on tight. “That’s what love does. It opens you up. Makes you brave and vulnerable all at once. But I’d rather you feel all of this than walk through life numb.” “I used to think I was broken,” I whisper. “Before I met them. Before I understood what I was. I always felt I was different, that I didn’t really fit. But now… now I feel more whole than I ever have.” Mum presses a kiss to my head. “You were never broken. You just hadn’t found the ones who could see all your pieces and love you harder because of them.”

Please, you have to help me! Right. He was the new host. A pity the host had only one fate lying in wait if they didn't cut the connection before the disease transfer. Death. I nonchalantly gave him an answer that would push him into despair. 'This is how Yvonne heals her patients. I thought you knew.' Then, I sent him a smiling emoji. 'Thanks for your sacrifice.' After that, I snapped my SIM card and threw it into the trash. … The day I came back, the airport lounge's TV was airing news about Yvonne.

Said the voice. "I'm really sorry you had to go through all this alone. You must be so lonely. But you don't have to be anymore. I'm here." She said in assurance. But I didn't burge. I didn't speak a word or conte out, instead I kept my silence and wished she'd just go away, which she didn't. Surprisingly, she walked towards my direction, I looked down at the person's feet from where I sat on the toilet. "It's okay to cry, it's okay to miss them, but it's not okay for you to be mocked for your pain." She continued. All of a sudden, my breath became shaky as her words brought more tears to my eyes.

She was hardly recognisable. “You chose her over me! Fuck you! Fuck you” She screams grabbing her hair, turning as she kicks her again, twice in the ribs. My heart breaks at the sight of her. “What is it that’s wrong with me! Why does everyone want her and not me?” I look at the deranged bitch in the face, I wanted so badly to slap her but I knew that wasn’t the way “Roisin calm down, your bond broke. That means you have a better match out there. It means you have a better mate. One that will love you”

The bond would pull—a physical yank he couldn't feel but could see in the way her body arched off the floor—and she'd beg for Thane in one breath and curse him in the next. At one point, she went utterly still, her eyes clearing. She looked at him with such profound shame that it hurt more than her screaming. "I'm broken," she whispered. "I'll always be broken." "No," he said, brushing sweat-soaked hair from her forehead. "You're surviving. And you're not doing it alone."

Instead, she reached up and slapped me, her small hand connecting with my cheek with a surprising amount of force. "How dare you!" she shouted, her voice trembling with righteous anger. "You think your arrogance gives you the right to disregard the needs of others? Move your car, now!!" My pack members, who had been waiting nearby, looked on in shock as the human woman stood up to me, the infamous Broken Alpha. I clenched my fists, torn between the urge to lash out and the grudging respect I felt for her courage. "Fine!," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed I close the app before I can read more. But the damage is done. Now everyone knows Jules waited for me, confronted me, screamed at me in public. Now everyone knows she's broken. And I'm the one who broke her. My wrapped hand throbs. I unwrap it carefully, examining the cuts in the dim light from my phone. They're not deep, just painful. Nothing compared to what I did to her. The thought keeps circling. No matter how I try to justify my choices—protecting my scholarship, maintaining team unity, giving her a chance to move on—it always comes back to the same truth.

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.

I didn't let go, I couldn't let go of her she was hurting, and it hurt me that she was hurting. "Kat." She said in a soft tone. "Yeah?" I asked as I pulled out of the hug slightly to see her face. "I fucking loved him." She said as she broke down even more. "He's not worth your tears babe." I said as I pulled away from the hug and wiped away her tears.