Highest Unbreaking Level Novels & Stories

I take a deep cleaning solution that kills most germs but is not harmful to the skin. I wiped away the sweat from her body gently but quickly. I lifted her head again, letting her damp face rest against my chest. I wiped away the running sweat from her neck, back, and rounded tush and legs. I take the clean blanket quickly, wrapping her unconscious body up with it.

"Indeed, my strength has increased several times. As for exactly how much, I can't say," Henry replied, shaking his head. Wyatt felt a jolt of surprise and asked, "Have you broken through the peak-stage Grandmaster level and reached the legendary Earthly Immortal stage?" Henry shook his head slightly. "Not yet. Despite perfecting my techniques, I still can't cross that threshold." Henry suspected it had something to do with his soul or mental strength. "That's understandable. No one has successfully broken through in nearly a thousand years. But if anyone could, it would be you," Wyatt said.

[The system has completed all upgrades after this upgrade. [However, according to the rules, the system can still undergo an ultimate evolution. [To meet the requirements of the system’s ultimate evolution, the host needs to gather the top three Ancient Weapons scattered in the universe. [The three Ancient Weapons are the Sky-Splitting Ax, the God of Thunder Hammer, and the Sun Bow. [Currently, the host already has the God of Thunder Hammer. Only the Sky-Splitting Ax and the Sun Bow are needed to start the ultimate evolution of the system.

Nothing had exploded. Nothing had cracked. But the game had changed. I looked at Avery, at the calm steadiness she wore like armor. “He thinks we built this on fragile ground,” I said. “He’s wrong,” she replied. Ash settled into a quiet, predatory vigilance. ‘Now we hunt,’ he said. I nodded once. Alaric of Hollowcrest had stepped into proximity believing it was power. He had forgotten something. We had already survived Kade. We did not fracture under pressure anymore. We reinforced.

Ohhh" she replied. "Take your time, I just want you to know that I like you very much, and I want you very much" "You also want to marry me, make me the mother of your kids? " Yes, can I propose now? Her beautiful eyes were amused. ________________________________________ Hurting myself was what I do Best, lingering on broken memories. What's broken is broken. It can't be fixed. Still my heart felt used. Fekit discarded, even hurting her hurts me more than it should.

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

“You’ve been such a good little bitch, I decided to get some new toys.” He grabbed me by the oversized shirt I’ve been using since last year, he ripped it in half, exposing my bare back as he sighed, “ARE YOU WATCHING MORANA? WATCH ME TAKE REVENGE FOR YOU, MY SWEET LITTLE SISTER.” He said as he yanked his arm and then whipped the silver on my back.

Not publicly, at least. He could have both, this way. Me, behind the blinds. Her, when he needed a fated mate to stand beside him and lead the entire kingdom. I didn’t sleep much that night. The next morning, I ground the mullein with the pestle hard enough to leave scratches in my mortar. I turned quickly, powder flying out of the bowl, and picked up a jar, only for the lid to get stuck. “Damn you,” I hissed, wrenching the lid as hard as I could to no avail. “Stupid fucking—”

He turned to Max who stepped back on reflex looking in his eyes red with the fire to burn everyone. "Bring Denzel home". Bright was holding Win in his arms. Crying to bring him back into senses. Cyrus lifted Denzel but just then Denzel came back into senses. He snatched Nattasha from Cyrus. He was frantically kissing her. Softly shaking her. But to no use. He turned to hide into Cyrus's embrace wailing in pain. It was like someone cut his heart into shreds. He was constantly rubbing his chest in agony. “my Nattasha iii". He was crying and Cyrus had no words to calm him down.

Jared Richardson, the legal director, adjusted his glasses, pulled a damage assessment report stamped with an official seal from his briefcase, and threw it straight at Dexter's face. Jared said, "Read it carefully. One scratch costs 120 thousand dollars. Based on the complete surveillance footage we obtained, you caused a total of five scratches. Add to that the two custom puncture-resistant tires you slashed, the soundproof glass you shattered, and all the other damage—" Jared looked at him and stated the final amount, "The total compensation comes to 4.12 million dollars." Dexter snapped his head up and stared at me. The arrogance and smugness in his eyes had completely vanished. All that