Broken Soul Book Nova Novels & Stories

Lionidis left he room to go check on the transportation of the captives in the vans and make sure all the staff were out of the saferoom and accounted for. *** Once Nova had her cup of tea and we were squished into the two-seater sofa, side by side, she was getting sidetracked and rather than discussing the books she was nuzzling into my neck and whispering suggestive comments. “Did the encounter with the books make you horny or something?” I whispered “I don’t know.” She said with a slow, dirty smile. Spreading over her luscious lips. “I don’t know if it’s the adrenaline or something but it’s like there is this extra energy under my skin and I want to expend it in a very specific way”

“The ruins, the bloodshed—let them see what’s waiting for them if they don’t fight.” The council fell silent, the weight of her words settling over us like a shroud. Later that day, as the council dispersed, I found Nova sitting alone near the edge of the forest. She stared out at the horizon, her expression distant. “You’re supposed to be resting,” I said, approaching her. She gave me a faint smile. “Resting doesn’t fix anything.” I sat beside her, the silence between us comfortable but heavy. “What’s on your mind?” Nova hesitated, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “I found this while we were searching the ruins. It was tucked in Liora’s journal.”

It was as if she had reached into my chest and ripped out whatever little confidence I had managed to hold onto. And then, just when I thought I couldn't bear any more, Nova delivered the final blow, her words leaving me feeling utterly defeated. "Let's get real, Orion doesn't give a damn about you," Nova's voice was sharp, filled with venom that seeped into my soul. The mention of Orion, a beacon of light in my otherwise dark existence, had brought a flicker of comfort to my heart. But Nova's cruelty swiftly snuffed it out, leaving me drowning in a sea of anguish.

Most predators didn’t look at someone the way he looked at her. Like finding her had stitched something broken back together inside him. Nova shoved the thought away immediately. Dangerous. Very dangerous. She climbed over fallen debris and finally emerged from the subway tunnels into another ruined section of the city. Nova scanned the streets carefully before continuing forward. Food. Shelter. Keep moving. That was the plan. Not giant emotionally damaged wolf men claiming they knew her before the apocalypse. A low distant howl suddenly echoed somewhere behind her. Nova froze. “…You have got to be kidding me.”

I'm sure you'll find your mate someday, but he is definitely not Vlad. "You desperate whore! You're trying to make me stay away from Vlad, but it's not going to work!" I gasped at her choice of words. Vlad held onto my arm pulling me closer to himself. "I'm glad you now know the truth. It's up to you to either believe or not." Nova broke down, on the verge of tears. Crying was always her defense mechanism to gather pity from everyone. "How could you, Vlad? How could you do this to me? You broke my heart."

The second our skin touches—sparks explode down my spine, lighting every nerve on fire. Both of us gasp. It’s like our souls recognize each other before our minds can catch up. Before we can even breathe through the shock, my fingers close around his like it’s instinct. His gaze locks with mine. Startled. Uncertain. Horrified? Then he jerks away like I burned him. Through clenched teeth, he growls, “How is this possible?” Nova steps around him, her presence cutting through the tension like moonlight through fog. I swear my knees almost buckle just seeing her up close again.

“I'm sorry if my words hurt you. I’m just trying my best to be true to myself. Elara is the second lady I’ve come to love in my life, after I lost my first love when I was still a boy. The bond between Elara and me is fated, and there is nothing I can do about it….. When you finally return to your body, I pray that you will find a good man. Someone who will love and cherish you unconditionally. I leave a soft kiss on her forehead.” I basically do not like the fact that Nova is crying, but I feel nothing for her. Making love with her was because I saw Elara standing in front of me, not Nova. Whenever the thought of Nova comes into my mind, I always get mad at the mention of her name. I just h

Lyra sent another photo of Kaden reading a book, which was titled "The Guide to Early Pup Education" She attached a message. "The Alpha's taking fatherhood seriously. The pup is just a tiny bean in my belly, but the Alpha's already talking to it through my stomach every day." It was still radio silence on Seraphina's end. She went to a human bank and exchanged all her funds in cash before terminating all her accounts. There was just one day left before the flight departed. This time, Lyra sent a video clip which featured a beautiful and romantic fireworks display at the beach.

"They're different from us, yes. But they're conscious. They feel. They want. They can be lonely and desperate and afraid. I've spoken with them. They're people, just not people like us." "Exactly what someone compromised would say," another bridge said, a woman who looked middle-aged. "You've spent too much time with the Void, child. You've started to see them as worthy of protection. That's how corruption begins." Luna looked at the dying entity. It was fading faster now, its essence scattering into the grey. She could save it, probably. Channel enough divine and mortal energy to stabilize what remained. But doing so would confirm Thaddeus's accusations that she'd been compromised.

I was blessed in the boob and ass area so I was always worried about cleavage. I told her everything. From spilling my coffee, being late for the meeting, finding Waylon and Axel’s threat. Even the slip of my aura. Nova knew of my past. She was also the daughter of an alpha. She was running from her own personal hell. That’s why we bonded these last few years so good. We watched out for each other. “Holy fuck.” She said as our salads got placed in front of us. “Yup, I’m fucked.” “I’m trying not to laugh. I mean, I understand what this means but he could be your night in shinning armor!”