Point Break Novels & Stories

Daniel asked. Julius pressed the green button. "Calcium." "Correct." A point was added to his points. He now has twenty-five points altogether. . . . ……

“Points. Everything you do either earns points or loses them.” He picked up a marker and wrote under my name: -10 “Negative ten points for failing your first task. But…” he added a +5, “…five points for attempting it and lasting more than thirty minutes.” “What do the points mean?” I asked quietly. “Everything.” Dmitri smiled. “Points determine your quality of life here. High points earn privileges. Low points earn… consequences.” He gestured to the board. Caroline had 847 points. Lily had 203. Sophie had 156. Mei had 389. Anastasia had 1,247.

The power within me was instantly drawn out, silver light spreading along my arm. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I, Elena Morse, formally request severance of the mate bond with Alpha Damon Aldridge." Runes flickered across the stone. The invisible bond connecting us began to tremble and twist. "Elena, stop!" Damon's voice came from behind me, laced with a panic I'd never heard before. I didn't turn around. "It's too late." The instant the mate bond shattered, searing pain shot through my chest, but it was immediately followed by an unprecedented sense of relief. That suffocating feeling of being bound vanished completely.

“I’ll be over to see you later. We can discuss it then.” Sapphire ended the call, returned to her wheelchair, and wheeled herself back into the living room to continue her charade. Her jaw tightened as she made a vow to herself. “I won’t let her win. I’ll bring him back and remind him that he’s mine.” No. He’d come back on his own—he always does—but he needed to be reminded not to underestimate her. Her mind buzzed with schemes, but none felt solid enough. Her frustration boiled over, and she grabbed the wine glass, flinging it onto the ground, where it shattered with a deafening crash, startling the workers.

I listened to the sound of his car fading into the night. The pain in my foot seemed to numb, but the ache in my heart only grew clearer. I knew our relationship could never go back to what it once was.

He tries to get closer to the hoop, but Jasper, with his height, prevents him from making the point. Honestly, the scenes that unfold in the following moments are a mystery to me… something I cannot quite comprehend. Maybe my eyes got tired and blinked at the exact second Bryan made a bold move and jumped. He slid his fingers across the ball with exactly the precision for it to go high, beyond what Jasper can reach, and it hit right in the hoop.… No. No, no, no… Three points for Bryan. Bryan, 3 — Jasper, 2. A shiver runs up my spine and lodges in my chest, freezing even my hands.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

" Tom asked again. "Because it's easier to enter through an unguarded door. Kenan has always taken good care of his company and I'm not sure he would let a new player in so easily," Andien replied. "I know there are other reasons and I won't push you. My advice is not to let yourself get too greedy because it makes you careless," Tom advised. "Thank you, Tom. It's very nice to meet you." They shook hands and Andien accepted Tom's promise that he would help her whenever she needed it.

Even though I hadn't been paying full attention, a few rules had managed to stick. "In case you forgot, dating a teacher is strictly prohibited, handsome." I turned back around to face them. They were frantically trying to fix their clothes. The guy froze mid-buttoning when he realized I hadn't left yet. He turned toward me, his wide eyes locking onto mine as he took me in. I cleared my throat. "But hey, whatever. Rules are meant to be broken." He looked away and resumed buttoning his shirt. I let out a sharp sigh. "Next time, be more careful. Not everyone is as nice as I am," I deadpanned.

I would call him names and he would be unapologetic and nothing would be different and everything would be. I went and got dressed. We won by three. [THE FIRST REAL CRACK] The thing that broke open, when it finally broke, did not announce itself. It was after practice, late. The facility was empty, everyone gone, lights on standby in the corridors, the building settling into its after-hours quiet. I had stayed to work on something specific, a technical problem with my backhand release that had been costing me a half-second on fast plays. Jax had stayed too, for reasons he hadn't offered and I hadn't asked.