Fractured No Darling Novels & Stories

It’ll be about a tragic accident in the Hamptons. ​Damian, the floorboards, I whispered. ​He looked at me, and in that split second, we communicated more than we ever had in the contract. We weren't a billionaire and a debt-bride. We were two people who had found a reason to fight for something real. ​Damian didn't give her the books. He threw them. Not at her, but at the massive, floor-to-ceiling glass wall behind her. The heavy leather hit the glass with a sickening crack, and the entire wall shattered into a million shards of diamonds.

Keith had planned a confession scene that no woman would reject, but it definitely was ineffective on Summer. Summer rejected the confession without any hesitation. She said coldly, "No! Are you stupid? I already have a husband. How could I be your girlfriend?" Having said that, she shifted her gaze from the diamond ring in his hand to the cake, poking it slightly with her finger and then tasting it. "Delicious! This cake is not bad," Summer remarked. She just had spaghetti and now, she was indulging in this delicious dessert. Life felt incredibly good right then.

Griffin’s body froze and slowly looked up. Daphne said calmly, "I'm touched! Really! I know how hard it is for a man like you to come up with something like this but I’m tired of you.I’m sick and tired of you.Now,I do not care if you love me or not.I am tired of loving you.” Griffin slowly got up. He gazed,sadly at Daphne. Her face had a thin ring of tiny fuzz in the morning light, it looked cute, but her look was firm, "Take me back to the hospital, I don't want to alarm anyone.”

She was the woman Landen always called him when he was drunk. With trembling hands she dialed Landen's number, her gaze still lingering on the passionately kissing couple. Until finally the man picked up after the fifth ring. More precisely after Olivia broke the kiss. "What's wrong? I'm busy. I don't think we have anything to talk about except the divorce." Landen's voice sounded so heavy, his breathing labored. That man... wouldn't even come out of Olivia's cage. Darlene turned away, she didn't want to look at them any further.

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."

I spoke the truth that still lived in the empty space where the bond had been. “I love you,” I said, voice raw. “Not the Alpha. Not the subject. You. The man who kept coming back for me even when it cost him everything. You are not their weapon. You are mine. And I am not leaving you in the dark.” For a long, terrible second nothing changed. Then something moved behind the black. It was not amber. Not yet. But it was not the empty void of the failsafe either. A fracture appeared in the programmed stillness, small and unstable, like a crack in thick ice.

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

"I don't think we've met." I hold my hand out to the slender man when Trent doesn't move to follow Gavin. "No, I would remember such a meet," he says flirtatiously, "David Darling." He’s handsome enough with his brown hair swept back and deep brown eyes, but there’s something about him making my stomach uncomfortable as I try to figure out what he is. I get the feeling he’s not the predator here. “My sister,” he motions back to where the girl from the masquerade is standing, “Darcia and I are pleased to finally meet you.”

Desperate to reassure her, I reached out my hand, but she swung hers away from my touch. In her frantic motion, her hand collided with a small decorative mirror adorning the wall, unleashing a sharp crack as it shattered. Shards of glass scattered through the air, lacerating her hand, and blood welled forth. Instantly, Damien emitted a guttural sound, a primal reflex that sent a shiver cascading down my spine. As I glanced over at him, my heart hammered within my chest, startled by the shift in his eye color as he stared at Cora's bloodied hand with a hunger that creeped the hell out of me.

’ 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.