Limit Breaker Novel Novels & Stories

Ethan taught me to read for endless afternoons, my first kiss was there, and consequently Nick's was also there. The first time I saw Ethan drunk, Anne's first broken heart, and when Tom got his driver's license. Even though it was confiscated that same day for him hitting the tree in our tree house. Typical Tom. Looking back I cannot understand how my life became what it is now. How could I have gotten so deep into the pit? At what point did everything go wrong? I think of the things I could have done differently. Maybe we would all still be together today. *** Chapter 1

He was the one constant who cared and never betrayed me. Since Ian preferred Roxy, they could get engaged for all I cared. I was done with them. “Are you honestly breaking up with Ian? He’s a good kid. You might not find someone better if you let him go.” Baron could tell something was wrong, his eyes reflecting worry. He approached my bed on his tiptoes, the words escaping his lips at last. “He’s a good kid. He probably didn’t set boundaries when being nice to Roxy too.”

she demanded. The question came out sharper than intended. The silence that followed felt endless. When Kieran finally answered, his voice carried centuries of exhaustion. "Someone they wanted forgotten." Nova swallowed. Thunder echoed through the night. The storm intensified. The silver light around the journal continued to glow. "Why me?" Another long pause. Then: "Because you're the only one who can break the chains." The words struck her like a physical blow. Before she could ask another question, the connection shattered. The light vanished.

Nathalia sat with that. "He's broken," she said quietly. "Not, not in a way that's his fault. In the way that people get broken when the people who should have taken care of them didn't. And he's built his whole life around not letting anyone close enough to see it and I — " She stopped. "You see it," her mum said. "Yes." "And does he know you see it?" She thought about the photograph. About working around his difficult day without making anything of it. About the misfiled receipt she'd put back in the right place and never mentioned. About it was a good day's work in the voice that was actually his voice.

Barry pointed, voice shaking but clear. "It was him! He told my dad to go to Moonshade and demanded Sophia be the one to operate! Promised a massive payout—enough to set us up for life!" Jack roared, lunged. Three Enforcers slammed him to the ground. He writhed, claws skidding across the tile. I stepped forward, calm. "Jack, was your ego that bruised after I broke the mate bond? Had to buy someone to frame me?" I wanted a crack—him or Alice.

Ryker whispered behind us: “If she refuses… it will tear through anyway.” The corrupted mates screamed again. The bond strained violently. And I realized something horrifying. If I didn’t choose… everything would break anyway. But if I did… I would become the doorway fully. The thing beyond the crack reached toward me. Slow. Certain. And I had only one choice left. To resist it… or to decide how it enters. Cliffhanger: As the hand reaches for her, Lila realizes the bond is not a prison but a lock… and she may be the only one who can decide whether to keep it sealed… or become the one who opens it completely.

The point of no return. I take one last look at my room. At the cage that was never home. Then I walk out, closing the door quietly behind me. Adrian's empire is about to learn what happens when you try to break a mate bond. It breaks you instead.

“And it looks like you’re doing that, so…” “You leaving is what hurt me!” I seethe, anger sinking its claws deeper into me at his pathetic justification for his actions. “And I’m not damaged, Callum, I’m broken! You broke me!” My voice cracks, my chest heaving as I shake my head, fresh tears springing to my eyes. My gaze flutters down to the pavement, my voice dropping to barely a whisper. “You broke me in ways that I didn’t even know were possible.” Callum’s throat clicks with a hard swallow, his shoes scuffing against the ground as he steps closer. “Ness…”

After My Journey: It was a cold, snowy night, and I was afraid, shivering, and shaking. My car has broken down on a deserted dark road. There was no cell service, and I was stranded for over an hour until a black car appeared. A tall man stepped out of his vehicle wearing a long black trench coat. From afar, his headlights only reflected a pair of icy blue eyes staring at me. Did he come to save me? Or will he force himself upon my body and leave me alone afterward? Or will he take me by force and make me his own?

Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed I close the app before I can read more. But the damage is done. Now everyone knows Jules waited for me, confronted me, screamed at me in public. Now everyone knows she's broken. And I'm the one who broke her. My wrapped hand throbs. I unwrap it carefully, examining the cuts in the dim light from my phone. They're not deep, just painful. Nothing compared to what I did to her. The thought keeps circling. No matter how I try to justify my choices—protecting my scholarship, maintaining team unity, giving her a chance to move on—it always comes back to the same truth.