Completely Broken Novels & Stories

I lay and admire the undying beauty from the golden pendleton dangling up the golden ceiling. I wriggle my ass on the nerve relaxing surface. It's definitely a sofa. I hymn lowly. My bones slowly crack and relax more. I moan I slowly lift my right ankle. I wince. It hurts alot. I stare at it. It's elbow down to it's fingers are twisted leftward and it's elbow up it's shoulders face rightwards. My mind screams. What the f**k?!. It's broken. My arm is broken!. It's f**king broken!.

He didn't sign it. He didn't even hesitate. With a roar of pure, unadulterated resolve, he slammed his fist into the terminal’s main processor, shattering the glass and severing the connection. The screen went dark, the transfer aborted, the inheritance dissolving into the ether as the internal security system detected the forced breach and locked the assets into a permanent, inaccessible state. The kingdom was gone.

Because now—. Everything was breaking. Due to the lack of control over the connection, The system was rendered incapable of resolving her actions.' Amina realized—. It was more than just breaking the system for her. Something she had made was completely unintelligible.

Broken inside The feeling you feel when you don't feel. When you've given up on all love, hope and faith and you know there's not a way to get over it. You feel that there is actually nothing left in you. ____________________________________________________________________________ 25 / 12 / 2021 1 : 00 am

Marcus hissed, his voice a broken, distorted record, "then no one can!" He didn't try to pull the lever back. He tried to **Break** it. With a roar of corporate spite, Marcus slammed a piece of heavy machinery into the lever. The lever snapped. The "Dump" sequence failed. The Core let out a sound like a thousand suns exploding. "**CRITICAL OVERLOAD. INITIATING: TOTAL SECTOR DELETION.**" I looked at the broken lever. I looked at the screaming sphere of light. And then, I looked at the "Developer Key" pencil in my pocket.

My body aches, but nothing hurts as much as the emptiness growing inside my chest. I shuffle forward and kneel next to the frame, reaching for one of the wooden slats that once supported the mattress. I try to wedge it back into place, but the other side is cracked, and the bracket it belongs to has been ripped straight from the joint. I try again. It doesn’t fit. Nothing fits. He broke it beyond repair. My hands fall to my lap. I stare at the wreckage, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. Then it all hits at once.

" He asked again, clueless. I blinked, realising that in all of the drama i just let on, the crucial information wasn't passed. "I.. i.. i uhm, it.. it's broken, all of it." I confessed slowly, stuttering as the words choked my throat. "What's broken?" He queried doubtfully. A sob/hiccup escaped from my mouth. "The test pieces." I let out. ###

The core chamber was no longer pristine. It was broken. The towering central pillar—once smooth, seamless, perfect—was split down its spine, jagged fractures glowing faintly as dying currents arced between exposed layers of circuitry. Cables hung loose like severed nerves. Sparks snapped in erratic bursts, throwing harsh, stuttering light across the room. Consoles along the perimeter were dead or dying—screens blackened, glass spiderwebbed with cracks. Some still flickered in broken loops of corrupted code before going dark entirely.

I asked and the other three glance at each other “I will” Zack replied and came forward “You don't have to be nervous honey you can do this” I said to him as he inserted a coin and began playing “Shit!” He curse and put the second coin “Princess this is not working” He groan and put the fifth coin “The fuck is this broken?” He was now sweating as he put the seventh coin “Times up” I said to him, “Bro trust me, this shit is broken” He said to Jade “That's was the same thing I thought

I asked. "We don't have weeks," Brianna said. "We might not have days. Hell, we could be talking hours at this point." She met my eyes, steady and direct in the way she'd become since accepting her grace. There was no softening in it, no attempt to cushion the blow. "Once the remaining fragments drift beyond a certain point, they start to break down. At best, you retrieve enough to keep him functional. But whole?" She shook her head again. "That window is closing."