Im Broken Novels & Stories

‘He has no right,’ Lila snarled. I pushed back hard, severing the link cleanly and decisively. The silence afterward was abrupt and blessed. I leaned against the counter, shaking, forcing myself to breathe. Rowan’s scent lingered faintly in the hall beyond the door. Steady. Contained. Never invasive. And for the first time, I let myself think the thought all the way through. Maybe the bond that broke me was never my true fate. Maybe it had only cleared the way

How was that even possible when they hadn’t found a body? They went on and on, displaying grief they never felt, while I grappled with the lengths they were willing to go just to erase me. My brakes had failed. And now that I thought about it, my Jeep had been in perfect condition—even though I barely used it. How could the brakes have suddenly stopped working? And why were they so quick to declare me dead? I thought I had known heartbreak before. But this—this shredded my heart completely, setting it ablaze with red-hot pain. Wounds that nothing could heal except vengeance.

Dragging his battered body, he returned to my home, calling my name over and over at the door that remained firmly shut. I was inside, curled close to Noah, sleeping peacefully. Damian waited through the entire night, only to be forcefully expelled by Liam in the morning. His self-destruction, just as I had warned, had been utterly meaningless. His dignity, crushed by his futile self-harm, lay in ruins. Even the wolf within him was letting out weak, despairing wails. For all he had sacrificed, he received only my cold indifference. The light in his eyes had been extinguished completely. The tide of time could not be undone, and shattered vows could never be restored.

“No.” “Broken?” “Not in the way you think,” he answered. I raised an eyebrow. “Then how?” “You’re hurt,” he said. “Not broken. There’s a difference. Broken things don’t feel pain. Hurt ones do.” That hit me hard. I looked down again. “He made me believe I was only good for one thing, and eventually, I stopped trying to be anything else.” There was a pause. I could hear the clock ticking behind me. Each tick felt like an unwelcome breath I didn’t know how to take.

“I only regret that I’m her mate. I am going to destroy her, and I don’t know how to stop it.” “Or,” Sebastian said, “and just hear me out on this one, she will be good for you, and fix whatever it was father broke.” “No,” I said. “No one can fix me. I’m broken beyond repair.” “No one is so broken that they can’t be fixed.” “I am.” I walked around the corner that led to my bedroom and saw Quinn right outside her bedroom door. “I have to go. Let me know what Cantrell gets up to.” My mate sat with her hurt foot resting on her left knee while she massaged it.

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

“Partners have told you it’s your fault?” “Yes.” I look down at my hands. “They say I’m too tense. Or that I’m faking the buildup to make them feel good. Some get angry. Some just… stop trying.” My voice cracks on the last word. “But it’s real. I feel broken.” He leans forward slightly. Elbows on knees. The movement brings him closer without crowding. “You’re not broken.” Simple. Firm. No pity. Just fact. My eyes snap up to his.

She even secretly nudged Kobe for backup. “Come on Jada, let’s go out tonight!” the man chimed in. “No, thanks! You know I don’t like going out when I’m here,” eyeing Honey for help. “You mean you came back some time ago?” Kobe asked. Jada nodded at him and he frowned, turning to Honey and creasing his forehead at her. “You guys broke up at that time!” she said immediately to defend her friend. "You came back without letting me know? I thought we were friends. I thought I was your second BFF?” he stated dramatically.

He was making it so hard for her. "No...do not move on. Come back to me. We belong together, sweetheart," he implored. No matter how much he tried to restrain himself, he couldn't help it. He couldn't help trying again. Life wasn't life without her. They both loved each other then why the damn distance. She cradled his face. He leaned into her touch. "Our marriage is broken, Nick. We cannot fix it now. We cannot fix what is broken," she tried to make him understand. Her voice soft and coaxing. Her eyes glossy. The skin between his brows creased indicating he didn't agree with her.

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.