Novel & Cerita Limit Breaker Novel

Adrian flicked his silver lighter, igniting a small flame that illuminated a foyer leading into a long corridor. ​Eileen walked with hesitant, unsteady steps, her hands reaching out to brush against the cold stone walls. With every touch, a strange sensation of belonging, laced with deep dread, flooded her mind. ​She suddenly froze in front of a round wooden table in the center of the foyer. On it sat a shattered glass ashtray, and right beside it, a wooden picture frame lay facedown, buried under a thick layer of dust. Eileen slowly leaned forward, holding her breath as she lifted the frame and blew the dust away with her shallow, trembling breaths.

My best friend, the one who has always been his biggest critic, just admitted he might have done something right. "And he's a maniac but he made you enjoy your freshman year at college, didn't he?" She continues. I nod absentmindedly. She's not wrong. He did make it exciting. He made it unforgettable. "Noah is a good guy. He's just broken. Scared. I get him. I get him when people don't. I'm sure I'm making the right choice." Chloe shrugs. "If that's what you want then who am I to say no?"

The fear of a leader who realizes she has asked too much of her people. And then. SNAP. It did not sound like the massive oak tree splitting in the Ash-wood sector. It was sharper. Cleaner. The precise, surgical sound of a scalpel cutting a wire. Deep in the north, in the absolute dead center of the ten-mile void, a blinding spike of pure white light detonated. It was Elias. I felt the exact, unmistakable signature of the one hundred and thirteenth type. The Circuit Breaker. The white light slashed outward, localized and absolute. It hit the invisible architecture of the grain corridor and severed the rotting Alpha from the grid.

A line appeared. Noah stood beside her. He raised his hand. Space opened beyond the line. Not empty. Available. Lucas stepped forward. Blue light surrounded him. “What if there can be a boundary that doesn't need a wall?” The barefoot creator stared. A new possibility formed. Lily closed her eyes. “I'll remember.” The line expanded. The Door screamed. BOUNDARY PRESSURE: 41% The figures beyond it moved faster. Marcus stepped backward. “No.” Elena looked at him.

Home is a place Matthew has not been since his mother passed. It seemed the town was the same but with more people. Almost ten years. His father had made the calls but when Beaker refused they had to go save her. Breaker was a ruthless man who would do the dirty work. He would traffic people for a good price. Make people disappear. He doesn’t often negotiate nor take risks that anyone would find his location. Fully explained while his signal to Diane was cut off. From what they learned about Breaker’s plan in a short time was nothing. It didn’t make sense why he didn’t turn Diane over at a safe location.

- 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?

But he didn't seem like him, he seemed different. Maybe he was high off something. But now we'll never know since this dumbass over here killed him. "So are you guys killers or something?" I asked trying to change the topic and break the silence. "We could ask you the same thing." Johnson said as the car came to a stop "why are you stopping?" I asked as we came across a in and out burger. "because I'm hungry." Johnson replied. "oh I'm sorry I didn't know ending someone's life makes you hungry." I said with an adittude.

Closer than before. Too close. No time to run. No time to think. Lena’s breath caught. Her body refused to move. This is it “I can’t....” The thing lunged. Straight for her. And Lena realized survival wasn’t about strength. It was about who breaks last. And right now...she was breaking.

The air around him vibrated. Stone cracked. Walls crumbled. The fortress groaned as if something inside it was preparing to explode. Livia’s eyes widened in absolute horror. “Oh no. Oh no. Nolan—RUN.” Nolan stumbled back. “W-What—what’s happening to him?!” Livia grabbed him, voice panicked: “HE’S ENTERING THE BREAKING.” Nolan froze. “That’s a myth.” “No.” Livia’s voice cracked. “It’s the reason First Alphas were hunted. When their mate is taken from them… they don’t just shift. They don’t just rage. They become reality breakers. Monsters powerful enough to tear dimensions open.”

“Well, it doesn’t exactly fill me with confidence to trust the lass who knocks me out, ties me up, and drags me around behind a horse.” “Say’s the man who first talked nonsense, before trying to kill me,” I clapped back. “It’s Gaelic,” he snapped--- but it was getting harder for him to talk because of how his arms were tied above his head. He had to take a deep breath between the sentences and there was a pause between the words. And it tore at the carer inside of me, seeing him in pain. He was suffering and it was unnecessary. I couldn't believe he would honestly kill me. He wanted to, but there was restraint in his eyes. And curiosity. I had a feeling that he found me as interesting as I f