Can't Break Me Novels & Stories

Forbidden I repeat. It stares back at me, haunting, demeaning. Yet I cannot bring it in me to let it go. I will never kneel before a man, but why does this sketch speak otherwise? I throw my notepad into my box as if it burns, and zip the bag so quickly like anyone could come in any minute from now and see how far gone I have become.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

I won’t let him break me, not again. As the pain washes over me, I fight back the tears, refusing to show any weakness. My body screams with agony, but I hold on, the fire inside me burning brighter with every second. They might hurt me, they might tear me apart, but I’ll be damned if I let them see me break. I’m not their victim. Not anymore.

he said, “Emily said if you come to the infirmary one more time this month, she’s buying you your own personalized bed.” I groaned. “Why is everybody acting like this is my fault?” “Because it is your fault,” Chloe and Kyle said together. I stared at both of them in betrayal. “This friendship is abusive.” “No,” Chloe said calmly. “You just lack survival instincts.” Kyle pointed at my bandaged hand. “Exactly. Normal people see broken glass and move away.” “It happened fast.” “You keep saying that like it changes anything.” “It does change things.” “It literally doesn’t.” Chloe argued.

"For what? For Victoria's press conference this afternoon? For whatever new lies she's going to tell about me?" "For yourself. For the boys. For getting through this." I set down my spoon. "What if I can't get through this? What if this is the thing that finally breaks me?" "It won't." "How do you know?" "Because you've survived worse. You survived giving up Alexander. You survived almost dying in that warehouse. You survived being shot. You're the strongest person I know." "I don't feel strong. I feel broken." "Broken things can be repaired." "Not always. Sometimes they're too shattered. Too many pieces to put back together."

Like I was reciting a script I’d been forced to learn. But I said them anyway. Because he’d told me not to break. Because that was the only thing I had left that still felt like mine—whether I followed through or not. My weight shifted, uneven and careful, as I tested my balance. The room swayed slightly, exhaustion pulling at me like chains, but I stayed standing. Barely. Just enough to keep from sinking back down and letting the pain win. “I won’t break,” I repeated, quieter this time, my voice steadier than I felt. “Even if I already feel shattered.”

Pained. “Enough.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I can give.” “Can you override it?” A pause. Then— “Sometimes.” “Do it.” “I can’t right now.” “Why?” “Because they’re watching.” I glance up instinctively. Cameras. Hidden. Everywhere. “Then we break it,” I say. “You can’t.” “Yes, I can.” “No,” she says, her voice tightening again. “You can’t break something you don’t understand.”

I'm not being exaggerated, okay? 'Cause I I cannot start to crumble So come on and try Try to shut me and cut me down I won't be silenced You can't keep me quiet Won't tremble when you try it All I know is I won't go speechless Speechless Let the storm in I cannot be broken No, I won't live unspoken 'Cause I know that I won't go speechless Akisha's voice and music are very beautiful and enticing. But no matter how good her music is, there seems to be something missing. This is how I felt every time I saw and heard her sing and play any musical instrument before.

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

How many times do I have to tell you Even when you're crying you're beautiful too The world is beating you down, I'm around through every move You're my downfall, you're my muse My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose I'm winning 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all, all of you