Broken Things Kasumi の小説・ストーリー

"How could it possibly break my blood curse…?" The communication crystal slipped from his numb fingers and shattered on the floor.

'' She kept crying while trembling her shoulders. Jasmine knelt and gently caressed her back, recalling the moment she learned of Carl's betrayal. It's alright. You are now out of the dark. That it's what matters. to understand that being alone is better for you. What if you were never informed? You're probably at your lowest moment and believe that your life is over. However, you are not there yet. She raised Quin's head with both of her hands. When their eyes shattered, she started crying once more. She said, "I'm broken, Jasmine," as tears blurred her vision. I'm unable to eat or sleep, and I feel __."

My rage surged again and before I knew it, the mug of milk in my hand hit the wall, chattering on impact. A strange sense of satisfaction washed over me. It was like the chattered mug snatched some parts of my pain and took it away. Looking around the kitchen, I started picking up breakables and smashing them. The more I smashed, the better I felt. “Miss Katalina, what are you doing?" Rosa rushed in, almost stepping on glass shards. “Oh my Gosh, you are bleeding. Miss Katalina, you need to watch where you step." She screamed anxiously.

The chat instantly turned on me, telling me to get out. I tried to say something else, but Francis had already signaled his assistant to drag me away. The moment we reached the corner, the pain in my stomach ripped through me like it was being torn apart. My legs gave out, and I hit the floor hard. Everything went black. Somewhere far away, I thought I heard a voice message from Sally. "Don't let her die. If she's gone, how am I supposed to stream? And make sure the visuals look good…"

And when the door finally burst open—when Reolica and two guards spilled into the room, weapons drawn—they found Jasmine standing barefoot, naked, smeared in blood that wasn’t hers. Not once had she begged. Not once had she broken. Reolica stared, eyes wide. “Who did this?” she whispered. Jasmine looked at her, unblinking. “They did.” She stepped forward, blood dripping between her legs, the scent of sex and violence thick on her skin. And she smiled. Because they had tried to break her. And she’d reminded them all… She was the one who broke first. And last.

All five of Kaison's fingers on his right hand were broken. The massive impact shattered his wrist bones as well. The pain was so excruciating that he immediately let out a miserable scream. "Ahh!" Kaison held his broken hand, glared at Liam miserably, and bellowed, "Ah! My hand! How dare you break my hand!" Liam was still as calm as ever. He had one hand in his pocket as he stood in place, looking at Kaison indifferently. He even mocked him, saying, "Oh, I thought you'd be great. It seems like you're not that impressive either."

Instead, Cassius is standing right in front of him with his hand around the hilt of a knife that has gone through Allistar's heart. I'm so shocked that it takes me a second to register the pain ripping through my chest at the loss of my mate. My body reacts before my brain does. I'm suddenly standing behind Cassius with my hand wrapped around his throat. The second my claws break through the skin of his throat, I feel someone's hand punch through my ribs from behind. At the same time they rip my heart out, I rip out Cassius's throat. If I'm going to die then I will be taking him with me. My last thought before everything goes to black is that we won. We saved everyone.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

The bullet misses the clone and hits one of his men. He seems confused and just a bit panicked now. I ran over to him jumping over a couple soldiers on my way . I grab his gun with my whip and with some effort I pull it away from him. I get up close and he tries to punch me but I push it away. “This belongs to me.” I say as I snatch the locket from him. He realizes who I am just a bit too late as I pull my arm back in a fist punching him right in the jaw. I know I broke it from the sound and feel of it. His head spins around and he lands on the floor. I warp out and my clones disappear back into me with 5 seconds to spare.