Can't Break Me Novels & Stories

She doesn’t want Lyken to see her like that. She has to be strong. She wants to be strong, at least for herself. Jada doesn’t want to be weak because it might cause her to give in to Lyken easily. She might end up forgiving him for everything he’s done, from start to finish. She doesn’t want to fall for Lyken Fontanilla over again. She has to stop herself, no matter what. She can’t let him hurt her again, ever. ‘This will soon be over. This too shall pass.’

EVELYN I make it to my car before I completely break down. The tears come hot and fast, blurring my vision until I have to pull over in a parking garage just to breathe. This cannot be happening. Not again. Not when I finally started to feel happy again. My phone rings. Tonia. I almost do not answer but I know she will just keep calling. "Hello?" "Evie? What's wrong? You sound terrible." "Everything is falling apart."

That Cross will walk free because I'm not strong enough. *I wish you were here. You always knew what to say. You'd probably tell me to breathe and trust myself. That I'm stronger than I think.* *I don't feel strong. I feel broken. But I'm going to do this anyway. For you. For every woman who can't speak up. For myself.* *I miss you. Every day. The foundation helps. Knowing your name is attached to something good. But I'd trade it all to have you back.* *Tomorrow, I'm going to tell the world what he took from us. And I'm going to make sure he pays.*

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

“And here I was thinking I’d already broken something inside you yesterday.” A breath of a scoff slips past my lips. He might have come close to breaking me, but I’d never admit it. Not to him. I won’t give him that kind of power. My chin tips up. “Haven’t you heard? I can’t be broken. I’m like a diamond.” The words sound stronger in my head than they do out loud, and I cringe a little at how hollow they ring. He exhales a rough, uneven sound and for a fleeting second, it almost feels like relief.

"Whatever happens. Whatever you become. Whatever I become. I will be here, and I will fight for you, and I will not let you face anything alone. That is the only promise I can make, and it is the only one that matters." I broke then. Not gracefully, not beautifully—the way I'd imagined strong women breaking in books, with single tears and dignified silence. I broke ugly, gasping, my body curling inward as sobs tore through me with a violence that felt like it might split me open. I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him closer, burying my face in his neck where his pulse beat steady and real against my lips.

I never held my hand out and asked for something free I got pride I could roll out for miles in front of me I don't need your help, and I don't need sympathy I don't need you to lower the bar for me I know I'm Superwoman, I know I'm strong I know I've got this 'cause I've had it all along I'm phenomenal and I'm enough I don't need you to tell me who to be Can someone just hold me? Don't fix me, don't try to change a thing Can someone just know me? 'Cause underneath, I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm broken and it's beautiful

The audience gets quiet, waiting to hear what I’m going to say. “This poem is called Unapologetically Me. We go through different things in life that cause us pain. We have people in our lives, who make it their mission to break us or destroy us, but we are stronger than that. So, I dedicate this to all of us who have ever been through heartache and survived.” Unapologetically Me By Lotta Patterson © 2021 You tried to break me, But I’m unbreakable. You tried to shake me,

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"

The very same your dick has. Emma's Pov I woke up feeling like I slept on a rock, with a severe headache I have never felt before. I wished last night was all I dream, but it wasn’t. Thankfully I was able to refrain myself from having sexual intercourse with the man I danced with last night. Even though he was hot, Zach ruined me for all men.