Novel & Cerita Broken Throne Victoria Aveyard

"Really finished." "Don't celebrate quite yet," Marcus warned, a dark shadow crossing his lined face as he reached for a heavy pewter ashtray. "A cornered animal doesn't just roll over and die. Victoria Halloway built an empire on blood, sweat, and other people's money. When you take away her throne, she doesn't pack up quietly. She burns the castle down around everybody else." Before Julian could answer, a low, metallic chime echoed through the loft—a secure notification pinging from Marcus’s secondary monitoring terminal.

My legs gave way, and I crumpled to the floor, surrounded by whispers, stares, and the overwhelming ache of betrayal. Roy tossed his ring onto the floor with a cold, final gesture, his back already turned to me. Without a single word, he walked away, leaving me standing in the wreckage of everything I thought we’d built together. In that moment, with the engagement ring lying on the floor between us, I understood that it was over. The life I’d dreamed of had shattered in an instant.

Fuel for strategy, for revenge and for victory. I smile because I feel it, the thrill of being in control, of being seen, of being prepared. Victoria Blackthorne may have started this war. She may think she controls it But she hasn’t met the real me yet and when I step onto that battlefield, Miranda Chen will be the least of her problems, she will finally learn the cost of underestimating a Blackthorne who refuses to be silenced.

“If Victor takes you, it won’t just be a love story. It’ll be war. The packs will divide. The throne will fall.” Tears stung her eyes. “Then what am I supposed to do? If Victor has a piece of me........ If I really did belong to him once, how do I fight that?” Avery’s eyes darkened. “You don’t fight it alone.” Before she could speak, a loud bang echoed above them, followed by a shudder in the palace walls. Avery’s hand went to his blade. “What the hell was that?” They both raced out of the archives and up the staircase.

I knew immediately death wasn’t an option for me, and perhaps I should live as long as I could, that I would spend the rest of my days suffering and mourning for the one true love I had. “It’s done” I heard Lucas say next to me and I nodded. It all felt like a dream playing before me. “Yes,” I said and walked away. My legs were barely stable, and I had to use all the strength in me to walk back to the palace, I couldn’t risk my people seeing how broke their alpha was. Tears filled my eyes and as I climbed the stairs that led to my chamber my eyesight became blurry; I struggled to reach my room, I banged the door before me and slumped to the floor.

"Anyways, the war went on for hundreds of years, the killing and bloodshed was constant but eventually the war was ended by the King of Avingora." Katherine knew that there was no kingdom called Avingora, at least not in her time period. "Who's the King of Avingora?" "My cousin," Katherine turned her head to look at Lady Nicole who had spoken. Her face scrunched up in confusion but before Katherine could say anything, Nicole continued speaking. "Lucian Williams." Katherine was shocked, to say the least, "What happened to Avingora?" "The Kingdom was burnt to the ground during the final battle," said Lady Elizabeth.

I know Victoria has a daughter who is going to get everything my daughter doesn't have. I decided that Cassie should be the princess. I helped her to learn to use the glamour to show herself with the crystal blue power. The evidence for Royalty. Soon she will be the Queen after Victoria and Peter died. Then the whole Slateville is under me and my daughter's control. It's so nice to hear. But my aim got blocked by a single girl. Sapphire. My sister's daughter. All my dreams turned into ashes in my life. Atleast, this wish could happen. I killed Sapphire. By poisoning her with the help of another witch and she is no more. The throne belongs to my daughter in the future. No one is going to stop

He had no idea she would do that, he had thought they wouldn't have listened to her, that he might have another chance with her. But she had. And she had completely ruined him that way. He would never find another woman like that. One who trusts and love easily. One he can easily manipulate. He can't, maybe he'll find something close. But nothing like his Zeenah. He had lost her. But not finally. He's definitely going to get her back, no matter how hard it might seem at first. There must be a way he can break her to his will. And then she can be his once more.

Ella never imagined things would turn out like this. She didn't even have time to dodge. The sword came down hard, slicing a chunk of flesh from her shoulder. The pain sent her collapsing back onto the bed. Her eyes flooded with tears as she cried out, unwilling to accept reality. "Why are you doing this to me? I nearly died giving you that child! And you still want to kill me?!" Prince Alexus actually laughed in rage, pointing at her as he roared, "My child? Do you even know what royal offspring look like? Every single one is born with blood-red eyes—never blue! You dared betray me!"

And when his pack member lay in heaps on Damien’s border, bleeding into the earth, I’d sweep in as his loyal partner—and slit his throat myself. No one will see it coming. Not until it was too late. And when the dust clears, I’d be the last one standing. The most powerful Alpha left. The only one who took down Damien and Martin in one blow. The only one with a Luna so glorious, she built an empire with her bare hands. Victoria. She couldn't see it yet, but all of this—every fallen soldier, every leaked formula, every whisper on the forums—led to her. Because she was always the key.