I Broke My Butt Book Novels & Stories

He nods slowly, then shares something about his own childhood—how he used to sneak out of pack meetings to read poetry in the forest, how he still writes sometimes when the Alpha responsibilities get too heavy. I listen, smiling at the image of this powerful man crafting verses under moonlight. But as he talks, my mind drifts unbidden to that night at the motel. The way I sobbed against the rain-soaked pavement, tears streaming down my face harder than I'd ever cried in my life. Vincent's shocked expression as I finally told him the truth about the dare. I'd broken completely that night. The careful control I maintain, the emotional walls I've built—they all crumbled in front of him.

CHAPTER 14 MIMI’S Pov; I don’t think I’ve ever had a day that broke me in so many different ways. It was like every part of my life, every part I’d been trying to protect, just shattered at once my dignity, my crush, my self-respect, my sense of safety, everything. And somehow I was still trying to tell myself that everything was fine, that maybe I was just overreacting, even though deep down I knew the truth:

My voice cracked so hard it hurt as I remembered the terrible scenes one after the other. “But he didn’t. He broke me, Hunter. He tore me apart like I was nothing. He… he looked me in the eyes and ruined me anyway.” A sob ripped through me. “He didn’t even blink.” Hunter finally knelt beside me, his hands hovering near me, unsure. “I let him,” I whispered. “I let him do those things. Again. And again. Because I I was powerless.” I shook my head. The silence that followed felt like suffocation.

By the time I stepped outside the building, King and Giselle were already waiting near the front steps. "You look like you've been through a war," King said the moment he saw me. "I feel like it." I sighed. "Come on. I'll buy you coffee." He chuckled. "I'm broke." King raised an eyebrow. "Since when?" I hesitated for the briefest moment. Since this morning, when Ryan had thrown me out of his car before school and I'd been too embarrassed to admit I barely had enough money left to get through the week. Instead, I shrugged. "I... lost my money." The lie came easier than I wanted it to.

"Because everyone I've ever loved has hurt me. My dad left. Anthony cheated. What if you do the same?" Richard takes my hands in his. "I can't promise I'll never hurt you. We're both human, we'll make mistakes. But I can promise I'll never betray you the way Anthony did. I'll never cheat, never lie, never make you doubt yourself. You have my word." "That's a big promise." "I know. But I mean it." I lean in and kiss him, trying to pour all my confused feelings into it. When we pull apart, I say, "Okay. I love you too. Terrifying as that is."

"Stop it!" Ryan burst through the door and saw Clara on her knees, crying about how the pup was innocent. He immediately jumped to the conclusion that I was trying to kick her out or force her to have an abortion. Without thinking, Ryan shoved me aside. He was so desperate to get to Clara that he didn't check his strength. I went flying, chair and all, slamming hard into the floor. My head cracked against the corner of the wall, and the edge of the chair jabbed violently into my lower abdomen.

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Damian asks. Am I okay? I feel dirty. I feel violated. I feel used. I'm in unbearable pain. I'm covered in blood, piss, and semen. I can taste shit in my mouth. My body won't stop trembling. There's tears falling from my eyes. He broke me.

Her grip on Melanie’s left hand tightened even more, until the sound of something snapping could be heard. Melanie’s friends were immediately shocked by the sight. They never expected that the girl they’d bullied earlier that day—simply because she’d been approached by Albert, Melanie’s boyfriend—could break Melanie’s wrist so easily. It was a stark contrast to the girl’s reaction earlier that day, when she’d only been able to tremble in fear and cry.

I thought, but suddenly, I couldn't feel any pain anymore. My emotions had become numb. I was broken, and so were my emotions. With a blank look on my face, I entered my message app and found Nathan's number. I clicked his number and began to compose a message using my stiff finger. “You are right. I have ruined your life. I will sign the divorce document”. …. Author Tina Nwuba: “12/7/25. My newest book is going to be out by next week. That storyline is one of a kind and not just your typical storylines.