Limit Breaker Novel Novels & Stories

Austen's POV I slammed into the barrier, my Alpha power flaring like a supernova. "BREAK!" A flood of golden energy erupted from me, tearing a small, passable crack in the barrier. I dove through it without a second thought. The scene before me made my heart stop. A giant beast was lunging at Evelyn. She was on her knees, her hand trembling as she clutched her stomach. My child... she was still carrying my child! "EVELYN!"

And Breaker went mad. The deranged scientist began to perform even crazier experiments, and grew much stronger than he ought to have become. After a couple of years he was at the peak of the Heaven Realm. Not forgetting why he had performed so many dangerous experiments, Breaker tracked the gang down to rescue his sister. But upon killing all but one, he was told the grim truth – his sister was dead. She died a few months ago, having been toyed with to death by the men. In his fury he killed every person in that town. His mind was completely broken, and many powerful families sought his head. His strength dwindled once his mind lost its purpose, and he was a weakling in no time.

The enormity of my actions and the resulting grief cast a shadow over my soul, and I swore that I would never again allow myself to love or be loved. As I ran, the memories of my mother's gentle touch and my sister's infectious laughter faded into the distance, replaced by the overwhelming guilt and shame that would come to define my existence. At that moment, I became Jason the Broken, a man forever haunted by the tragic consequences of a single, devastating night.

Nick pointed to the beach around us and the children now rolling in the sand. "But not with you," I responded, thinking about the touch of Ethan I had just felt. It was wrong. "And would that be so bad?" Nick asked. I looked at the children—the little girl had Nick's hair and the boy had his smile. I would never have that. That part of him. "It would be terrible," I answered honestly. "Sofia... What made you drink last time? Be honest with me and with yourself, dear," Nick asked. I thought about my last breakdown. Even though my memory was hazy, I couldn't forget the final push that led me to the bottle of hidden whiskey in my suitcase.

I won't ever be able to forgive myself. “ Hmmm, interesting,” Mikael said as he turned around and walked towards Liam. Fear was creeping up in my heart as I watched Mikael's movement, one blow from him and liam will be dead. “ How did you manage to get in?” He asked, looking down at liam. “ Who are you? No ordinary person can get inside the barrier,” he added. “ It has weakened,” Liam answered. “ Do you want me to believe you?” He asked, chuckling at the stupidity of Liam's answer. Then it hit me and I closed my eyes to focus on breaking the barrier. This time I felt it when it broke.

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.”

Mode of transportation and plane tickets are not a problem since we decide to use Brian’s private jet. ’Goodbye Miami’ I whisper to myself as I stare at the place where I have had all my happy moments and fair share of problems too, the place that had been my home. I am leaving the place to move on from some people but I am never going to leave the memories. I just need a fresh start but I sure as hell will keep the memories locked up deep within me and I will unleash them when the time to satiate my burning desire for revenge is up. Author’s note;

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.