Broken Things Kasumi Novels & Stories

Fred yelled angrily. Crack! Kazim exerted very little force, but Fred’s wrist was snapped apart. “Ouch!!!” Fred cried out in pain. “My hand, my hand… It’s broken! Ahhh!!!” “You’re too annoying!” Kazim said those three words. The next moment, Kazim grabbed Fred by his neck and snapped it with a sickening crack. Fred died right away. His entire neck seemed to be in an odd shape. After that, Kazim tossed Fred onto the table.

Fuck those sacrifices. “No matter what, once in your life, someone will hurt you, that someone will take all that you are, and rip it into pieces and they won’t even watch where the pieces land. But through breakdown, you’ll learn that you’re strong, and no matter how hard they destroy you, you can conquer anyone. You’re strong, Melissa. I know, I’ve witnessed it. ” Eugene said softly.

Jade screamed. “Shut up! You whore!” the crowd shouted at her. Before I could understand what was happening, everyone started throwing stones at Jade. The courtroom immediately became a chaos, people rushed outside to pick stones to throw at Jade while she screamed. Dax managed to rush me out of the scene and got us into his car. “I don't know why I feel so broken… I have always known she hated me but this is…” I was short of words, it was like I could not form words to explain my emotions.

Smoke lingered in the air. Then slow clapping echoed through the room. Kagemoto Kazama stepped out from behind the far side of the office, cane in hand. “Excellent,” he said softly. “You truly became my greatest creation.” I pointed the gun at him again immediately. “Tsk you wouldn't live to see tomorrow morning.” He smiled. “Is that so?” Then he moved. Fast. Too fast for his age. He swung the cane directly toward my wrist, knocking the gun from my hand before driving the handle hard into my ribs. Pain exploded through my side but I retaliated instantly, punching him across the face.

My fingers tightened around the cold water bottle I was holding for myself and the coffee for Kasit. She noticed. Her eyes flicked to it, then back to my face. “You’re glaring at me, right?” A cruel little smile curved on her lips. “Now let’s see who he really cares for.” Before I could move, she snatched the coffee mug from my hand. With one sharp motion, she slammed it against the one already on the counter,deliberately letting both shatter on the tile floor. The crash was loud. She gasped dramatically, clutching her hand like it was life-threatening. Blood welled from a small cut on her palm where a shard had nicked her.

Instead she felt confused and broken. This was her first kill, and to top it, it was her own flesh and blood. Does not matter what he did to her, no one could prepare her for this. She was not sure what she felt, sad, loneliness, regret, relieve, or everything all together. She needed a break, she needed to sort out her own feelings after going back.

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.

She was surprised to see him here. “Ouch, cupcake, is this your attitude to someone who just saved you. My heart has been broken by you.” Aaron held his chest like he was in pain, his eyes glancing towards Jane like he was seeking her pity. His act made Jane forget that he didn’t reply why he was here.

She walks with elegance and prudence but could speak a curse that would leave you both lost and confused, shattered and broken but most of all deeply in love. That's how I ended up here in this situation I am in now, losing everything and everyone closest to me. Leaving me alone, depending on her for love, on her to put a stop to my lust, and on her to fill me up when I’m empty to stick me back together when I'm broken. I should have known that something was wrong, that something didn't quite fit together perfectly, no matter how many times Althea would beg me to look closer and pay attention.

The mirror slipped from my hands. It shattered across the floor. I lunged. The stake drove toward Cassian's heart. Cassian caught my wrist mid-strike. Wood cracked between us. I froze. The crack went all the way down the leg of the chair. My force. I broke loose. Slammed my hands into Cassian's chest. He slammed into a stone pillar so hard that it burst dust out of the cracks. The pillar groaned. We both stared at the damage. Then at each other.