I'm Broken, But Save Him First Novels & Stories

"You haven't slept in three days. You've used the bloodline to create shields at every site. You sacrificed your happiest memory. You need to rest or you'll—" "I'll what?" I turned to face him. Saw his mortal-brown eyes filled with concern I didn't deserve. "I'll break? I'm already broken, Caspian. I killed nine vampires creating shields. Watched Aleksander get erased. Gave away the memory of why I love you. What's left to break?" "You," he said quietly. "There's still you. The person I bonded with. The person who chose to save everyone even when it cost everything. That person is still in there. Don't let this destroy her completely."

“Emma, I know it’s hard, but what happened between you two doesn’t have to be the end. You can fix things… if you’re willing to try.” She turned to face me, her eyes narrowing, a mixture of scepticism and curiosity. “How? How am I supposed to fix something that’s already broken?” I hesitated, unsure of what to say, but I knew one thing—if there was a chance to make things right, I couldn’t let it slip away. "By starting small," I said slowly. "It doesn’t have to be some big confession or dramatic gesture. Just… take the first step. Reach out. Tell her how you feel. Even if you’re scared.”

I croaked out, trembling. And even though I wanted to cry and throw myself at him, I have to remember that in order to save him, I have to break his heart. •••

I was the one who broke Apollo's heart. He was the golden heir of the Sun, my childhood love, and I pushed him away so hard that I drove him all the way to the frozen wastes beyond the North Wind. He stayed there for eight years. Now he was back. He had a new nymph goddess by his side, and they were going to hold their sacred divine marriage right here in our polis. That same week, the temple oracle gave me my final prophecy: I had three months left to live. When my mother wheeled me outside to see him, Apollo's mouth curled into that cruel, mocking smile I remembered all too well. His dark eyes swept over me from head to toe, taking in the wheelchair, the thinness of my arms, and the ghost-

(A/N it's what she tweeted in chapter 22) I just fucking want her! So I called her. Three rings and she picked up. "Kat I need you! I love you! I'm a fucking mess without you. Baby please forgive me I'm so fucking sorry, I just need you with me by my side. I don't want to do anything unless your with me. Just fucking forgive me and I swear I'll never hurt you again!" I slurred as my eyes began to water. "Jack, I can't." She sighed.

i pulled out of the parking garage and thats when my story ended Abigail hit the side of my car and now i sit in the air looking at my body as I’m in a coma. Truth is I was given a choice i can come back but theres a catch it’ll be months and i have to go to other realms and save them before I can so now I’m stuck with a choice.

Hope formed within me as soon as I heard Tobi's voice. I wanted to reply so badly but I was too weak to, instead I gave him a small sad smile "am sorry baby, am sorry" that was all I heard before darkness finally clouded me.

I only had a cup of coffee for breakfast. Finally, I was done eating. I cleaned my mouth, settled my bills, and headed out. However, I was just so unlucky. I bumped into a guy who was holding a cup of wine in one hand and the bottle in the other. Unfortunately, the wine in the cup poured on my body while the bottle fell on the floor and broke. It was the guy's fault. He wasn't looking at where he was going. I felt so embarrassed as my cloth got ruined. ' What's your problem? What's all this? Couldn't you focus on where you were going?' I yelled angrily.

I whispered. “And she tried to break you again,” he replied. His thumb brushed under my eye gently. “You are not weak for trusting,” he said softly. “You are strong for surviving it.” I pressed my hand over my stomach. The warmth was steady again. Alive. Whoever wanted me gone had miscalculated. I wasn’t the rejected girl anymore. I wasn’t the hidden one. And now? Now I was awake.

Unbreakable. Silence. Then— “…why?” it asks. My grip tightens. My voice steadies. “Because he gets to live.” The core pulses violently. Cracks forming. Breaking. “And you don’t?” it whispers. I close my eyes. For just a second. And in that second— I see him. Leon. Alive. Free. Safe. “…that’s enough,” I say softly. The core shatters. Light explodes outward— consuming everything— the darkness—