Damaged Novelas e Histórias

Despite having a lot of things that were preventing me from functioning well, I don’t know how I was able to come to the company without any scratches. There are a lot of things in my mind lately. Even though I wanted to talk to my only friend about the situation I’m into, I couldn’t tell her at all. Cassandra had once suffered from a miscarriage and I was there when it happened. It was a pity but more importantly a lot more painful for my friend as she had expected her baby to live. After that incident, I had vowed myself to always buying her whatever she wanted; probably also because of the trauma I sustained from that time.

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

After Adam left my room, Damien came back in and said, "Well, did it work better this time?" I said, "A lot better, actually. I put it in a way that I hadn't before. So, how long have I been out?" He said, "You've only been out for a day. Leah said you had a lot of pretty bad injuries. One of your ribs punctured your lung, so she had to fix it. She also had to set your leg and arm. You also have a cracked skull". I cringed, "No wonder I have a killer headache. Leah must have had some pretty bad flashbacks seeing me like that". He said, "Actually, she told me I need to get you and Kayla to my pack as soon as possible. She said you two aren't safe here anymore. What do you think?"

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To work together, for my sake. Dawson cried, actual tears. He cursed the goddess for allowing this to happen to me. He begged for help, he begged for my life. Damien looked like a madman, he punched several walls, drawing blood from his hands. I called out to them both, and tried to assure them I was all right. My body was a mess. Broken collarbone, busted eye that looked fused shut. Broken nose, busted lip. Broken leg, several broken ribs. Damn am I even fixable?

she said, looking pissed off. Dad. Who still wasn’t here. If this bitch hurt him… A flash blew through the darkness, and Charlotte screamed. Murphy and Troy had bitten her and were sucking. I went to move forward and immediately felt a sharp stabbing pain in my gut. I went to cry out but my tiger wouldn’t let me. He was trying to fight it, but this wasn’t a normal healing method he could try. I dropped to the earth, unable to contrate and nearly fell into one of the large fiery holes still gaping. A loud, evil laugh bellowed across the darkness. David.

I collided into the closed door to the stairwell at top speed and bounced back along the ground. “Ouch, that’s gonna hurt in the morning” Dimetrius leant down to help me up “What are you talking about, it hurts now!” He laughed, “Ah Amelia, such a light in our dark little city” “It aint that little you know?” He nodded his head, “That is true, come along. Dust yourself off. Let’s not keep Master Carlow waiting”

The closet door was shattered in pieces. Then his heart completely broke when looked to his side to see his mate curled up on the bed at his side, “Morana”. Her sleeping figure curled in a defensive position and she had streaks of tears still on her face. Morana’s body was bare and filled with bruises. Brandon could see gashes on her back, and shoulder “- I - I marked her.” His heart dropped as he closed his eyes. Brandon rubbed his hands down his face as he slowly sat up from the bed looking at the blood that rested beneath her hips. He bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes in an attempt to recollect himself, He hurriedly stepped out of the room.

"Do you think we truly ever heal from these chips in our glass doors?" She turned to look at Sicily as her friend moved toward her. She knelt as Kari felt emotion overwhelm her. "The carpet is all better. No sign of the accident at all." "I know," Kari responded, "but the carpet was ripped up and completely replaced. The door is still cracked because it's permanently here."

And a gutted battlefield. Damien’s body is still, his chest rising and falling with shallow, labored breaths. His clothes are torn, his body singed with patches of fire burns, but nothing too severe. His skin is reddened in spots and blackened in others, but it’s not as bad as I feared. His head is turned slightly to the side, his face pale but untouched by any worse injury. I can see the raw strength still flickering behind his eyelids, and despite everything, he’s still breathing. He’s still alive.