Romans & histoires Fairy Tail Fanfiction Natsu Broken

His shoulder shook as he broke down crying. Michael's heart broke as he took in his broken Omega. He cursed himself for what he had just done. He hated that he scared Noah and hurt him with the Alpha command. That wasn't his intention. He never wanted to hurt Noah; he just wanted to show him he couldn't talk to him like that.

I growl as I grab her around the throat as I face her mate Lycaon. “Or you’ll what?” I tighten my grip on her throat, her nails claw at my wrist. “You can’t do shit to me. Tell me, uncle. Do you think it’s right that your bitch has meddled in my mate bond?” I watch his gaze shift to his mate as her face changes colour. He whimpers as I extend my claws and pierce her skin. “Well, do you?” I ask as he shakes his head. I click my tongue. “See, even your mate agrees with me. You had no right to break my magic. You will pay for what you have done. So tell me why? Why did you break my barrier?” I release her so she can speak.

She spits the word, glaring at Fiona. I try to piece the mess together. “When?” I whisper. “After you healed me. That’s when I knew I’d never be happy sitting under you. After you healed Matt, I realized something had to change. I wasn’t going to stay in this shitshow unless I was running it. So I told Matt. He said no. I had no choice but to break the bond. First few times sucked… then it got fun. But it’s like a tether—no matter what I do, it’s still fucking there!”

“This doesn't make any damn sense, you would have done something…” “You kept doing it again with other members of the board to get their approvals, you broke me, Natalie,” I cut her off. I might have said some lies but Natalie broke me for real. She went from the helpless girl Jules enslaved to someone very mean, it seemed like she had it all planned all along. “I am sorry, but you didn't want to touch me, you kept thinking about Aria and how she made you feel when we were making love you moan her name and not mine,” she said, as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks.

CHAPTER 37 Why Can I Still Feel Him? Nyra’s POV Draven’s voice entered my head the moment Cassian pulled away from the kiss. “Nyra.” I froze instantly and my fingers tightened against Cassian’s shirt and my heart slammed painfully against my chest. No. No, no, no. The bond was broken, it was supposed to be dead. Cassian noticed my expression immediately and his hands gripped my waist tighter as his silver eyes searched my face. “What happened?”

With his free hand, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her head back cruelly. Natalie's cry stuck in her throat as she stared up at him through a sheen of unwelcome tears. "This charade of feistiness is mildly amusing for the time being," he added with a sinister purr. "But make no mistake: if I choose to, I will break you. And you are going to allow me." He accented the cruel vow by tightening his hold on Natalie's hair until she was afraid he was going to tear it from the roots. She couldn't stop herself from whimpering in anguish, even as hatred burned in her eyes. "There's that spirit flickering," Ace whispered, his gaze fixed on her with undeniable intensity. "But you and I

I said finally looking at him, I knew I had to be careful but at this point, I was trying to be strong and I wanted to show Oliver he wasn't paired with a weak mate. “I don’t want to hurt you, but you need to be broken before we can become one.” he sighed before standing up. “Get me the whip, maybe I will have your father do this,” he said looking at Nathaniel. “If you don’t I am going to kill your mate.” he smiled as the whip came closer to me, my body was shifting into an uncontrollable shake. “Come here now Nathaniel!”

why did he hates werewolf so much, if only he could see that I was hurt as he was. We were both broken, tears rolled down my eyes as I tried to explain to him that I was not a SLUT OR A MONSTER like he sees me to be. I was cut silence in every attempt to do so explain to him. If only I had listen to you " alaya" now our mate and best friend doesn't want us anymore!, I said to my wolf, while I crawled back to what used to be my room to complete the arrange of my belongings, as I prepare to leave in the early hours of the day.

Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was her. That pained look on her face when she said I broke her will haunt me for the rest of my days. When I met Nessa, she didn’t have any damage. That was what was so damn rare and beautiful about her. She didn’t see the world for the dark, ugly place it is, but instead saw the good in everything, even me. The Nessa that confronted me last night wasn’t the same girl I left behind, though. All the agony written on her face, the defeat in her eyes, was fresh damage. Put there by me. I took a beautiful, pure thing, and I broke it. I thought I was setting her free by leaving, but instead, I was destroying her.

Relief, anguish, love so raw it made her chest ache. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said hoarsely. “And yet,” Aria replied, folding her arms, “here I am. Watching you drown yourself in the rain. What are you doing?” “Breaking,” Ethan admitted simply. His voice was barely audible over the downpour. “I’m breaking, Aria.” Her throat tightened, but she forced herself to remain steady. “You should go inside before you get sick.” He gave an empty laugh. “What does it matter? The sickness is already here.” He pressed a fist against his chest. “It’s been here since the day I lost you.”