Fractured Novels & Stories

I was aware enough to realize that Sebastian was handing me off to someone in white, he was very animated with his hands. He kept looking down at me, worry laced his handsome features. A bright light assaulted my eyes, I tried to knock it away, but the weight of my arms were too much to bare. I looked over at Sebastian, who was now sitting in a chair next to me. His head cradled in his hands, he looked broken. Once again, I tried to reach out, instead of failing this time I succeeded, I grabbed his hand just as a shooting pain overtook my entire body, and everything faded to black.

In his time as a True Crime writer, Byron had interviewed many people, many of them disturbed or troubled in some way. In these interviews, he would often run up against what he called The Breakdown, to the point where, due to the pressures of telling him their story a person would hit an unknown well of feelings and just… shut down, usually in a maelstrom of tears. They always recovered but it was at a point that Byron always hated, even dreaded.

Anna went on her knees and gently picked up the frame. She gasps when she saw how badly broken it has become. "Oh my God, how did this happen?" she cried out touching the picture of the broken frame and then a tiny piece of the broken glass pierced her right middle finger. "Ouch" she squealed and threw off the frame on the floor and held her right middle finger tight and blood gushed out.

Purple immediately stood up from her seat and walked towards him, "Docter, how is he? " "The patient is fine now. He had a concussion on his head, and his left shoulder is fractured. He is unconscious right now and will be awake after 2-3 hours. " "Thank you so much, doctor. "Purple thanked the Doctor. "Doctor, can I see him? " "After he is taken into another room, you all can see him. Please excuse me... "The doctor politely said, and left. Thank God! Purple sighed in relief. Ron went to check on the condition of the driver.

James' finger, causing my wolf form to stumble repeatedly, shattering my bones with each impact. The pain seared through my body as my bones cracked open, unable to withstand the force exerted upon them. Yet, that excruciating pain fueled my determination. So I flip my legs over, realigning my dislocated bones with a guttural groan. The healing process, though expedited, could not keep up with the relentless assault.

He was sitting, hands in his hair, pushing them back, trying to think of a way to fix the treasured bond he shared but how can he build a broken home again the way it existed before? He scarred his bond with Juniper. Growling, Kriss slammed his hand down, “Fuck!” Frustration was darkening his heart but before he could immerse further in his thoughts, a menacing laugh echoed in the air. “Stuck in an emotional disaster, hmm?” A vile but familiar voice came. Narrowing his eyes, furious at the person who dared to ravage his rhythm of devastation and guilt only to find an unwanted man sitting on the railing with his legs crossed, clearing mocking him.

The hum of the key grew louder, almost painful, and Emma’s grip on it tightened. “It’s here,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The fracture shimmered into view ahead of them, a distortion in the air that seemed to pulse with life. Unlike the other fractures they’d encountered, this one radiated an unsettling stillness, as if the air itself was holding its breath. Crane began setting the anchors, his movements methodical despite the oppressive atmosphere. “The web will hold, but this fracture is unstable in ways we haven’t seen before,” he said, glancing at Emma. “Be ready for anything.”

My body is numb with worry about what's to come as I hear foorsteps in the hallway and I take a deep breath. Can't show him fear. The door violently swings open and I jump a little before standing as still as I can. My heart is beating a thousand miles an hour as I hear the door slam again. "Do you know bad you just fucked me over?" He says in a deadly low voice. The hair on the back of my neck stand up and I feel tingles all over my body. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID!?" "I'm sorry." I whisper and he slams his hand down on the table. "Shut up. You already ruined everything." He says and I hold my breath, too afraid to say anything else.

It can decimate the entire warehouse in an instant! Violet kept screaming. "Are you insane? That means you won't be able to survive as well!" Daniel exclaimed, "I never planned to survive from the start! Kevin's the reason why my life is ruined! I want him to die with me no matter what!" At that moment, Kevin rushed up to Daniel and began beating him up by punching him repeatedly. He might be a forensic doctor, but he hung out with police officers all year round and picked up some moves from them.

Nate said looking down at the floor. "I forgive you but I don't think I'm ready to be friends just yet I think that will happen over a period of time." Ella said walking over to give him a hug, but I stopped her. " what the fuck no, he's the reason why you were in the hospital less than two hours ago. He's the reason you have a concussion, the reason you have a sprained wrist he's the reason why you look like you just got out a train wreck. He treated you like shit and your going to just forgive him?" I said not caring if he knew how upset I was by his actions.