Broken Toy Book Novels & Stories

“Failing badly enough that I have to keep touching your hand to fix it.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, and threw another stone that sank immediately, and he laughed, pulling me against him, the sound of it easy and unguarded in a way I still wasn’t used to hearing from him, even after everything. In the afternoon we found a small shop near the harbor selling nothing anyone actually needed, hand-thrown pottery and secondhand books and jars of local honey, and Damien bought a mug shaped unevenly, clearly made by someone still learning the craft, because I’d picked it up and turned it over twice before setting it back down.

I could end everything. I could run away.. But I wasn’t stupid. I wouldn’t survive if I tried. His brother was out there waiting for me to be claimed by him. Either way, they were both dangerous and any of them could get to claim my life anytime. To them, I was just an object they could use and throw away anytime. I was more like a toy. So I just kept my head down and did what needed to be done, even though part of me hated every second of it.

He bounced on his feet like the sugar had just kicked in. "There’s a book! And stickers! And crayons! And—wait—look! This medal!" He held it up again like I hadn’t already seen it. "Miss Tara said I got it 'cause I read the most books! Even more than Jake! And you know what? She said, "I ask the best questions in class." I crouched beside him, letting him pull out each item one by one. He kept talking. "This one’s a puzzle. I think it’s a rocket. I’m gonna build it when we get home. And this coloring book? It’s got dragons in it! Real ones! With fire and wings and teeth!"

He smiled and wanted to give it to Sawyer as a gift. Sawyer didn't like the toy at all, and he was very disgusted with it. Even though he disliked Transformer so much, he still kept it well. When they moved again, Sawyer's only good friend at that time saw the Transformer and accidentally broke it's arm when he took it to play. Without hesitation, Sawyer pressed his friend to the ground and gave him a good beating. For this reason, Sawyer lost the only brother whom he had a good relationship with. The broken Transformer toy was put into a transparent cabinet and locked by Sawyer after being repaired.

Trigger warning ⚠️: This book has been tagged mature and may contain words of violence, sex, drugs, abuse, mental disorders, eating disorders and other elements that may trigger a person. ********** 14 YEARS AGO, NATA, BOTSWANA "Dineo, please don't do this." Keeya pleaded desperately, "My parents are coming over. How do we explain the marks?" She cried out as Dineo slapped her again. Keeya's body throbbed with pain. She was still sore from the beatings he gave her last night after he had stumbled through the door of their run-down apartment, drunk.

I stood up from the couch looking around for something to do cause I was bored and tired of laying there all day, I spotted the books arranged on the shelf, I picked one of the books and glanced through. Just then I heard a knock on the door, I ran toward the door with excitement and swung it open. “Zora what took you so long!” I said excitedly as I hugged Zora before collecting the grocery bag from her hands. “I am sorry Eli, the traffic is always bad at this time of the year, did you miss me?” she asked with a smile on her face. “Of course I did I was so bored, I almost read a book” I replied jokingly and we both burst out laughing.

Alexis said pouring me a cup of coffee. "Be careful baby. " Breakfast was very nice, I really ate to my utmost satisfaction. After breakfast, we all went to the movies and watched 'Dora and the lost city of gold', the movie was really nice and funny because animals were talking and that didn't make any sense but it felt like what Rosie would like. Through out the movie I felt like I was forgetting something and it kept bothering me because I hardly forgot things that are important and I felt like what I was forgetting was important. My hangover had already gone so I was really happy all day, after the movie we got ice creams and went to the park. When we got there the kids went to play then

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it and ruined everything yourself. Vincent trembled all over, completely shattered.

Was I about to let a bomb explode in my home , never… I began losing the box, at first it seemed like nothing serious was in there, but I went in deeper and I saw a beautiful hand size teddy bear It looked so cute but I barely had any when I was a kid, I did more books than toys , and most importantly I didn't get it ordered or anything. “Who could have sent this?”.