He Broke My Heart. Now His Body Will Pay The Price Novels & Stories

The pain in my chest was overwhelming, but what was even more painful was the heartbreak. Whatever hope I had held out for us crumbled at that point. He’d made his choice. And he broke my heart. I sank onto the edge of the bed, my fingers curling into the sheets as another sharp pain rippled through the bond. The mark on my neck felt raw now – angry. I felt a part of my heart crumble into dust every time the moans grew louder. There was no excuse Wade could give me that would make this acceptable.A broken sound escaped my throat, somewhere between a sob and a laugh.

Never crying. I feel his awareness pressing against mine. Gentle. Curious. “He knows,” I whisper. Kieran stiffens. “Know what?” “That he is the price.” Anger flares in him. Hot and sharp. “Then we break it. We found a way.” “There is no way,” I say. “Not without death.” “Yours or his,” he snaps. “Yes.” His eyes fill. “I won’t lose you.” “And I won’t lose him,” I reply.

Blood pooled on the floor around her. Just as those women had pinned me down and broken my bones, Derek's men held her down and broke her piece by piece. Shawn cried out, "Mom and Dad, please let her go. Are you seriously going to kill her? She's already suffered so much, and she's carrying my child. Don't you want your grandchild? "Mom's already in this state. There's no use crying over spilled milk. If you don't stop hurting Celine, I won't care what happens to Mom anymore!"

And just like that, he was gone. The strength left my body all at once, and I sagged against the tub, the weight of it all crashing down on me. He might have been leaving tomorrow. But tonight, he had broken my heart. And this time, the tears came without restraint.

“Protect her? You destroyed her. You left her when she needed you. And now? Now you sit here, drinking pity like it’s champagne.” Ethan moved back a little. “You think I don’t know that? Every night, every morning, I wake up with her name in my head and the memory of her face the night I broke her heart. I can’t breathe without feeling the weight of what I did.” His voice cracked despite his effort to hold it steady. “I let her go because I thought I was saving her from me, from the chaos I was drowning in. But all I did was burn her to the ground.”

I screamed until my throat burned, until the sound of my heartbreak was drowned by thunder. The pain was too much. The betrayal, unbearable. But somewhere between the sobs and the storm, a single thought burned in my chest hotter than the rain, sharper than the ache. He would pay. He would pay for every tear, every humiliation, every broken piece of me he left behind.

He probably knows everything anyways "Because I'll break every damned bone in you body, and leave your slutty body in the sun. if you don't start talking." He said maintaining his tone, I shuddered hard, he would break them, and won't give me any blood for my body to heal faster, I know he'll watch me while I suffer, how my body heals itself, slowly, he'll hear my screams, and walk away, leave me to suffer my fate.

It breaks my heart watching her cry and I can't lift a muscle to do anything. The hit caused my body to paralyze and not my body breaking things. And I couldn't fight or they will kill mum without thinking twice, plus I am outnumbered, they will call me a traitor and kill me without breaking a sweat. Before I could think, my eyes drifted to sleep. *****

She said, and I chewed the inside of my mouth as I tapped the desk twice, knowing that this was something that I was going to make him pay for. “I am going to make things easier for you, I won’t take much of your time, but I am going to need you to be sure that you hear every word that I say. It is not going to be something that you like, but considering that you chose to take her, I made my vow that day, you are going to pay for breaking my heart.” She said, smiling at the video. “I hate to deal like this, then again, the word revenge is not an easy one to say, is it?”

Was he used to feeling nothing? Xenorr’s hand covers Ash, entices and assures the discerning man, tempting him into agreement. Which is more painful, the body or the heart? Is there really a measurement to this question? The Body will suffer and heal but the heart that breaks remains broken and time does not do shit. Time does not heal, you just get used to it over time. “I want to feel alive again” said Asher and for the first time that night hope shone in his eyes. TO BE CONTINUED…