Damaged Like Us Novels & Stories

"Rouge pulled out, but Silvermoon's still desperate. They've moved up the investor presentation to next week. And Elena... Damien's been injured. Training accident, but with their medical situation..." "How bad?" "Broken ribs, possible internal bleeding. He's refusing outside help, trying to heal naturally. Kyle's basically running everything now." Elena closed her eyes, feeling echoes of mate bond she'd thought severed. Pain whispered across her consciousness, Damien's pain, distant but real. "He's still ours, even if he rejected us," Zara said softly. "The bond endures." "Book the jet. We're returning to New York tomorrow, then preparing for Virginia. It's time."

I whisper. I slide closer to Damian as I start to speak to the men. "Watashitachi o kizutsukenaide kudasai. Watashitachiha okane ga arimasen." (Please don't hurt us. We have no money). My voice cracks as I say this. They look at each other before turning back to us, their gazes deadly.

I thought, for once, we had found peace. It felt like a distant memory now, that moment when Damian and I had finally allowed ourselves to stop fighting the inevitable, to just be with each other. It had taken everything to get to that point, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed like the world might finally let us be. We had faced so many battles—battles that had left scars, but had also brought us closer. I believed that with each challenge we overcame, we would grow stronger, untouchable, immune to the forces that wanted to tear us apart.

He groaned and breathed out. “Who is that supposed to be?! And you let him and his people take you down like a piece of trash all alone?” “What shit are you talking about, Damien?! This is going to be the third time I am telling you, that man is a psycho. See what he did to Rick and the others. Left their broken bones to rot on the street. I am so lucky that I was spared, we can find other girls to exploit but definitely not them, they are not worth it”

Althaia I felt like I was losing my sanity the longer we were locked up in this shit hole. My heart ached continually at the thought of Damiano not being alive. The image of him being shot was playing over and over in my head, and no matter how hard I tried, tears threatened to fall.

DAMIEN I fùcked up. I fùcked up real bad when I followed the car. I was too slow because I didn't want Jake finding out that I was following them. So I kept losing track and getting lost on the way which wasted more time. I also have another huge problem. My battery is dead. I can't use my phone to make any calls. How can I be of help if I can't call the cops? Of all the days, why did I forget to charge my phone today? And why the hell did I forget my charger too?

And she slowly sank down the wall, a look of pain and shock on her face, as tears welled up in her eyes. A white fire exploded inside of Dave’s head. This a**hole had just hurt Sara! He had been so casual about it, just tossing her aside, like the trash she had been treated like all of their lives. Suddenly Dave was invincible. A red haze descended on Dave’s mind, and suddenly his world was narrowed down to his three mortal enemies, and the insignificant space separating him and them. With a quick two steps, Dave closed the gap between himself and Rufus, and calling on everything he had ever learned on inflicting pain, he began to unload hell.

She cried so much that her throat began to hurt. Vance hugged her, comfortingly, "You've never done anything wrong. Those people will pay, I promise you that, Don't overthink about it. you are the strongest women I met, and I am glad you are my mate; it hurt my hurt seeing you like this, don't ever blame yourself." "But…"

While both women's fearful eyes were intact on the screen of Hazel's phone where the text from Theodore was displaying. -You are taking care of yourself for me, are you not? You better. I will hate to see my dearest possession sick in health or caught in trouble. Was what the text read.

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.