Fractured Mga Nobela at Kwento

" I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart and then continue further. "They managed to get the busted chair back far enough to slip my leg out. My femur was broken; it was a compound fracture that means the bone was piercing through my skin. All I could see was blood and flesh and bone sticking through all of that; it was the worst thing I have ever seen in my life. I could not walk, so I ordered them to leave me there; I would only slow them down if someone had to carry me. They had to get out of there because the gunfire was getting closer.

The fracture deepened. And somewhere beneath it all The third option awakened.

My body trembles as the power within me fractures—splintering like glass, scattering into the air. I

~DANIEL~ Pain is the only thing keeping me conscious. Every time the rusted springs of the mattress shift, an intense agony shoots up my broken leg, radiating from the fractured tibia that is currently held together by nothing but sheer will and a messy layer of gauze beneath my split plaster cast.

It had fractured it. And when structures fracture They either evolve. Or they collapse.

They all went by nicknames that referenced their legacies instead of their given names. There was Fracture who stripped the flesh off of enemies he had slain and used their bones to make strong amour and weapons for himself. He would dip the bones in molten metal to strengthen them. There were rumours that he ate the flesh of the fallen but he adamantly denied this, saying he just carved the flesh off with his sword while in human form. Cory nodded politely to show that she believed him. She then carefully avoided his gaze.

I'd had it repaired, but look closely and you could still see the cracks. Broken was broken. Even glued back together, it couldn't return to what it was.

His eyes were fixed on the glass he’s holding, it’s almost as if he’s watching the liquor dance as he moves it. “Of course I was mad. A part of me resented her because she betrayed me for another man. She made me question my worth, she hurt me in ways no one could,” His jaw clenched harshly. “But I can’t do anything about it, Ellyse. Love will never be enough if trust is broken. Maybe a part of me wanted her to beg, to tell me that it was only a mistake she’ll never commit again. But she didn’t. And that in itself already spoke volumes to me,” Riden placed his glass down, clasped his fingers together before looking at her.

The walk back home felt like it would never end. Maybe because my head was crammed with everything that had been happening lately. Truly, there are some troubles that even “sorry” can’t fix overnight. You just have to live through them. My legs were shaky, the heaviness and hotness of my head was trying to weigh me down. All I could think about was finding the nearest grocery shop to grab a chilled bottle of water or a soft drink to cool my head. Sadly, there wasn’t one anywhere near the school, except the canteen — which, as usual, was closed after lunchtime.

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.