Imagine Breaker Novels & Stories

Six people who had just walked off the map, encountered the single greatest threat to the repair, and written the rule to defeat it in real-time. "Send a runner to the founding ground," I told Maret. "Tell Taya to inform the continent. The Ash-wood sector is secure." Maret nodded rapidly, the function returning to him with a vengeance. "And the methodology? The new type?" "Tell Isra to write it down," I said. "Type one hundred and thirteen. The Circuit Breaker." I looked at Zane. He found my hand. The silver band at my wrist was pulsing perfectly in time with his.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

I hated how one stupid nerd had somehow crawled under my skin without me noticing. Because the thought of Aaron choosing someone else over me made me want to break something.

In my case, I say the first fool is a fool, the second fool is dumb and the third fool is stupid. In my case, I have been a fool and and a dumb person but I am not going to be stupid anytime soon. Halley used to be someone I trusted with my body and soul. I could have laid down my life for her with no hesitations at that time. She broke me for the first time and still thought I did not deserve happiness and so went ahead to break me twice and now, she thinks she can just badge into my room and claim the position of my best friend and expect me to be all lovey-dovey with her?

I'm just glad that Jacob didn't loose himself after that tragic rejection. "The bonds between mates are too strong. I don't know about your sister if she feels the same way. But anyway, since it's too strong and once you broke the bond between the two of you, the rejector will suffer a consequences. Mates are born for each other and by breaking it, you are against the law and you will be punished." "W-What is the punishment? What kind of consequences?" I asked nervously. It took a long time before aunt Divina spoke. The longer she didn't speak, the more nervous my hands sweated. "What kind of punishment?" I asked again impatiently.

- I broke up with him a few days ago. - Why? Did he treat you badly? - It's not that, it's just, he was very immature. Actually, it's not that it bothered me, but he was immature in the sense that he kept making jealous scenes, or asking me for things that maybe I couldn't give him. - What do you mean? - I don't know, I guess I wasn't his type. - Good. - He said and looked at her for a few seconds. Luna's face had gone pale - Is something wrong?

“How will this Veilbreaker know when to stop? Do you drop it when you feel yourself growing weak? Do I grab it from you when your stubborn nature prevents you from letting go?” He’s not going to like this. “Once it’s activated, it can’t be stopped until every illusion is broken. As long as the mages in the vicinity can continue to wield illusions, Veilbreaker will keep unraveling them. Once their magic is depleted, Veilbreaker will stop.” Arlo stares at me, “So it won’t kill them, but it may kill you?”

I briefly considered calling my sister, asking if she could lend me anything, but I laughed bitterly at the thought. Peter? Out of the question. He didn’t have anything either, and I wasn’t about to dump my problems on him. Captain? I paused. He was the last person I wanted to know. I drained the rest of the beer in three gulps, crushed the can in my hand, and hurled it across the room. It clanged off the wall and bounced into the corner. Nothing changed. I was still broke. Still fucked. Still sitting here in this shitty apartment waiting for someone to show up and ruin my life even more than it already was.

Like I was reciting a script I’d been forced to learn. But I said them anyway. Because he’d told me not to break. Because that was the only thing I had left that still felt like mine—whether I followed through or not. My weight shifted, uneven and careful, as I tested my balance. The room swayed slightly, exhaustion pulling at me like chains, but I stayed standing. Barely. Just enough to keep from sinking back down and letting the pain win. “I won’t break,” I repeated, quieter this time, my voice steadier than I felt. “Even if I already feel shattered.”

It looked like it was practically built for students to sneak out. I was just about to jump down to the other side when his voice called out once more. "Hey, rule breaker!" I glanced back over my shoulder. "What?" "Who are you?" I let a slow smirk spread across my face before giving him my answer. "Andriette."