Completely Broken Novels & Stories

My whole body shook as I stood against the window looking out at the street. I’d fucked up my life, ended it for all intents and purposes, and yet still, in my purgatory, I could still wreak havoc on others. Stuck in limbo, I didn’t think things could get worse, yet they had. It seemed rock bottom had many levels, and I had reached an all-time low. What the fuck was the purpose of my life other than destruction?

"For forty spots. I keep thinking about all the kids we're turning away, kids just like Marisol, just like I used to be." "You can't fix everything at once," Adrian said gently. "You built something that's working. That's not a failure because it can't yet do everything." "I know that logically," Elena said. "But it doesn't feel that way at two in the morning, when I'm doing the math on how many kids we're disappointing." Adrian was quiet for a moment, studying her with the careful attention she'd once given him during his own reckoning with overwork. "This sounds familiar," he said finally.

I composed myself and called my mom to come get me. Zachary saw I wasn't feeling well and wanted to stay with me, but I refused. "Ella, what's wrong?" He must have sensed something was off. His voice trembled slightly as he spoke. I ignored him, hastily packed a few clothes, and left. Only when I got back to my mom's place did I allow myself to break down completely. "That jerk Zachary," my mom said in disbelief, fighting back tears while comforting me over and over.

“Could he have noticed all this?” Just then, a memory flashed through my mind and soured my mood, killed my urges, and left me a broken girl again. I remembered Chris Westwood and how I was secretly dying for him, only for me to be used and dumped, and now my heart was creating a space for someone else just within a short period. I can’t believe this.

Layered. “I am not an empty vessel,” I said, standing in the illusion. “I am not a cup for the moon to pour into and pour out of. I am a person. I chose this bond.” I reached up and touched the mirror. “Break,” I said. It did. The glass shattered without cutting me, dissolving into harmless light that rained down and then evaporated. The elders vanished. The temple peeled away. The Veil’s half-light replaced it, the serpent’s presence shriveling like a slug dashed with salt.

My wolf purrs at feeling her mates leave their seed inside us, but I can’t focus on any of that. I’m floating in subspace, a nirvana I instinctively know I’ll never reach again without my mates to take me there. The thought leaves me desolate. I bury my nose in Declan’s chest and break into sobs. “Pretty sure we broke her, Kade.” Declan wraps his arms around me, shushing me softly as he pets my hair. “Yeah, definitely broken.” His description of my shattered state only makes me sob harder. Kaden rolls us to the side, nuzzling his face in my hair and squeezes me between them, an attempt to ground me, hold me together. But it doesn’t work. Because I am broken, and I’m pretty sure I’m beyond r

He strode to the control panel, glanced at the blood-red error code on the screen, and his face immediately showed an agonized expression. He slapped his thigh and pointed at the screen before saying to Bill, "We're doomed! We're completely doomed! Mr. Lamar, the motherboard is completely burned out! It was originally just a problem with the driver chip; we still had a sliver of hope for repair. After he messed around with it, the high-voltage current directly damaged the main control CPU! This machine is now just a pile of scrap metal! It has absolutely no value for repair!" Every word Henry spoke struck Bill's heart like a hammer blow.

‘He has no right,’ Lila snarled. I pushed back hard, severing the link cleanly and decisively. The silence afterward was abrupt and blessed. I leaned against the counter, shaking, forcing myself to breathe. Rowan’s scent lingered faintly in the hall beyond the door. Steady. Contained. Never invasive. And for the first time, I let myself think the thought all the way through. Maybe the bond that broke me was never my true fate. Maybe it had only cleared the way

What was wrong with me? "Nothing." His whisper was firm. "There's nothing wrong with you. You're completely fine, baby." "Then let me go. If you say that I'm not broken then let me go, Ares." I looked at him, his grey eyes were filled with so many emotions that I couldn't point out but one was more prominent sadness. Ares was sad. "Two broken people can't fix each other, Ares. If I'm not broken then let me go and find someone else."

As she remained at that point, her vision blurred even more with tears until she was unable to see anymore, her mind teetering on the edge of madness. She was broken. Completely and utterly broken. Totally and irredeemably broken. ‘What had they done to her?’