Can't Hurt Me Book Novels & Stories

I was trapped in my own mind, a place that had become my enemy. I told Conri I was done with Brum. Told him I couldn’t let him break me because he would damage me for good. I had not known that Brum would still hurt me even when he was not in my life. I hadn’t known he could still tear me apart even when he wasn’t there with me. He did it while miles away, just nailing me to my coffin. I felt as if there was a large open wound in my chest, I was convinced it was there. Even breathing became deadly, I wanted to lay there and painfully drift away but I couldn’t.

" I could feel my voice break. The stranger beside me for the first time just kept silent "Why can't I ever be loved? I could just lie here and say it's okay but it isn't. I try so hard. So fucking not to place myself in these situations but I end up doing the same mistakes over and over again I let them hurt me over and over again. Fuck, I told myself never to let this happen again but here I am. Trying to drown myself in a glass of fucking alcohol I'm so pitiful. I'm so fucking pitiful right now and nobody will ever care about me.

I've woken up so many times with my body scratched, bruised, with no explanation. They said it was all in my head. They said I was doing it myself. But there was a moment when even I doubted my own sanity. And that's how I spent years in and out of hospitals, trying to suffocate my mind with medication. I swallow, my voice coming out in a fragile whisper: - She hurt me. The man stares at me with deep regret. - Because you allowed it. My heart almost stops. - It was never our intention to hurt, but... When we're hurt, we tend to hurt others.

I straightened slightly, water running down my face. No. That was danger. Because the moment something starts to matter it becomes a weakness and weaknesses… Gets people killed.

They can't hurt me anymore; they can't hurt me anymore. I kept repeating that sentence in my head over and over again like a broken record. They can't hurt me physically, that is, but mentally, they can. They will always haunt me, no matter what I do. Their words will always be imprinted in my brain. Words hurt more than body pain. You will heal with medication or surgery, but the words will be a part of me till the day I take my last breath. Every word, every kick, every punch. Everything will always be a part of me no matter what I do.

Not a scratch. Exhausted, we both collapsed to the ground, surrounded by ancient books. When I pulled the book from the flames, I realized it wouldn't leave my hand. It was stuck to my palm. "Micha—" He stepped closer, ready to help, but I shook my head. "Relax. A book can't hurt me." If only I knew. The book began to move on its own. The pages beat like a heart. Heat spread across my palm, burning my skin.

he smirked causing me to roll my eyes. "Why wouldn't I?....you are the only one for me" I said softly looking down. "Then stop overthinking about being yourself in front of me. You may hide all your emotions to the world but you are an open book to me...so don't ever think I will hurt you because I won't and you know what I will do if I ever did" he said with a straight face.

I said and turn around to leave when he said again. "Good luck with that" I just kept going not looking back. Actually, those words hurt me. him and Adrian have similar character in this case. When they mean to hurt you. You'll regret ever knowing them. Their words are more than sharp swords pieces your spirit, body and soul. Especially Adrian. Even though for years now. He doesn't use hurtful words towards me. I was heading straight home to ask my mom about that book..I was curious. if what Danny told me was true. What will they really be doing with the book? I've heard about the sacred book but never seen it and it was nothing like what he said.

Because if they think they can come after me and walk away unscathed, they’re about to learn a very painful lesson. I don’t lose. Not my business. Not my empire. And sure as hell not her.

You need to put him in his place’ I told myself, but when I opened my mouth, no words came out. “Vivianne…” My skin burned hot with desire as he held my hand, and I almost wrapped those veiny arms around me, but I resisted it. Don't fucking touch me! You're driving me nuts! “It's okay to be mad at me. It's okay to hate me, I deserve it, and I won't stop you. But I will not stand you subjecting yourself to danger because of those feelings… I won't sit back and watch.” Heat coursed through my body, settling deep in my stomach, and my wall clenched tightly as nasty thoughts ran through my mind.