Defending Broken Isles Novels & Stories

After a few minutes I still don't get a response so I decide to try one more time and hope for the best. 'Jack, please. Raven is in danger. We need to tell the others. Please will you just help me.' I let out a huge sigh. I'm so frustrated I have no contact with anyone. 'Sorry Allistar, I've been fairly weak due to the silver and your injuries. I heard everything that man said and I will do my best to create a connection with Iris to relay the information. I have very little energy so Iris is the only one I might be able to contact due to our connection neing stronger than the others.' He sounds just like how I feel. It's almost like he's in the distance of my mind, but he is going to try an

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

Gideon responded. Upon examining the map, he found out that there were a total of 16 islands in the Seawell area. The largest one was in the center and served as the main base. The four islands surrounding the central one had the most formidable defenses. The remaining outer islands only had some sentries and bases established on them. "Gideon, the defense system here is incredibly robust. Even with the Spirale Clan's advanced weapons and our combined strength, I doubt we can even get past the four defensive islands, let alone reach the central base," Orabella remarked, her tone laced with skepticism.

They had initially feared scraping by under the command of a level-nine Venerable Sage, but now Adrian unexpectedly offered them a chance to own the island. "Forgotten Shore is an island about five or six kilometers in size. It’s usually deserted and not subject to the daemons' sacrificial rituals. With the southern forest behind it, it's not in the frontline defense against the daemons. If my guess is correct, the major factions won't easily abandon the large islands. Instead, the owners of the medium-sized islands will likely choose to retreat without fighting," Adrian said mockingly. The Sampsons blushed slightly. ‘Is he referring to us?’ they thought.

“Isla Hart: Survivor, Advocate, Force” The city was alive with reactions, citizens celebrating the collapse of a system long corrupted, inspired by the courage of one woman who refused to stay broken. I allowed myself a final glance at the feeds before turning away, meeting Isla’s gaze. “This is only the beginning. But for now, he is isolated, and that is enough.”

Anchor 2: People were thinking that it was some of the supporters who are now turning down their services and many of their parcels are now lost in track and just like what we told before here in the studio that one of their ship has been hi-jacked by the pirates in Somalia. A grin was now plastered on my face and of course I am in the benefit on this. Demir Krumpus was nothing but being ungrateful to what he had in himself. I witnessed it and every time that he pushed Selin away I wanted to smack his face. He’s a gay and nothing to me. No matter how intelligent he was and brilliant in the business field and still he’s just nothing to me. I offered him to lend more financial but I was surpri

He wasn’t sure he was ready to let go of the walls he had built. “You should,” he said, his voice harsh now. “You should walk away. This... this isn’t the life you want. I’m too broken for you. You deserve someone better.” Isla stepped closer, her gaze unwavering, but there was something in her eyes—something that softened just a little. She wasn’t angry. She wasn’t frustrated. She was just... there. For him. And it made him feel small in the worst way.

" I roared, slamming the phone onto the ground. Jessica’s departure had left me utterly drained, yet these people continued to suck the life out of me like leeches, greedily feeding off my blood. I closed my eyes and buried my head in my hands, overcome by despair.

Until he engulfed me into the biggest, longest, best hug. It was almost like he fixed all my broken pieces.