Quotes On Breaking Novels & Stories

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

If you enjoy watching people go from enemies to fuck buddies and then lovers, this is for you. “I wish you died on that ice.” Eli spat as he staggered out of the room. Eli had been bullied through high school and had carried the hurt to adulthood, spending thousands on therapy. He finally had a job he loved and his life was going perfect until Adam Payne showed up as his patient. Adam had led the group that bullied him in high school. Eli refused to treat him but his job was threatened so he reluctantly agreed. What happens when the man he hates is now the reason for a bulge in his pants? What next when this man has to choose between him and his career? Is their love worth

Dixon. "I thought we weren't allowed to talk on school grounds?" I asked. "Wow! A rule-breaker sticking to a rule? Now that's a first." I rolled my eyes and kept my arms crossed. "I was just following your command." "You're a rule-breaker, aren't you? I knew you'd talk to me eventually, so I just beat you to it." He laughed, taking a seat right beside me. "At least I break other people's rules. But you? You broke your own rule. That's pathetic," I retorted, glancing sideways at him.

"I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back." Maybe it was because he'd been shut out for so many days, but Ryan finally snapped. "Celine, why can't you just give me a break?" "You're the one who didn't tell me you were pregnant!" If you had just said something, I never would have left you at the clinic that day." "And I've explained the situation with Clara a thousand times. I don't love her! I'm just looking after my brother's mate and fulfilling her final wish. Why is that so hard for you to understand?"

I said smiling " well tell me something I don't know" he said finally gaining the strength to speak " is this why you broke into my and died me to a chair.?" he said almost feeling confident, I stand from my chair and pick up the USB on the table and put it inside the TV then pressed play, Josh rolls his eyes " look we can do this till tomorrow but all this girls are aware of this videos.." he's cut short by the laughter coming from the video playing, his face changes , a tiny smirk spread across my face we stay in silence watching the video, it gets to the part where Josh is holding her neck, Josh throws his face away, " where's you get that" " from your room, when you were still dating my

“Break it. Break everything.” Raymond screamed in my skull, raw, desperate, shattering. JUDE, STOP!

Asking for more. Jeremy broke the kiss, his breath a raw shudder. "I have to ask you this" he said. His voice sounded hoarse and he still held her. "Do you love me?" Do you still love me? Say it! Say it!" Jeremy demanded. Penny broke away from him with a last effort gathered from the remnants of her waning strength. She gathered herself quickly, straightening her shoulders and nodding even though her breath came in gasps and her lips stung from his kiss. She walked unsteadily across to the window and stood staring out into the darkness... Her back towards him.

Unbreakable. Forever.

“You’re standing on a high-security expedition ground. It’s you who should turn back before I have you dragged off by your tail.” He didn’t retreat. His fingers closed around my coat sleeve, heat seeping through the cold-damp fabric. His voice softened to a raw, almost broken growl. “Rebecca… just look at me.” The memory slammed into me—sterile hospital walls, the constant beep of monitors, and an empty chair at my side. “Why?” My tone was ice. “You never did before.” The flicker of pain in his amber eyes was almost enough to warm me. Almost.

The crowd quieted down to a low hum. ​He stepped up to the mic, his breathing heavy. ​"This one’s for the Princess," he said, his voice low and gravelly, echoing through the speakers. "The one who should really escape the tower." ​The room went into a frenzy of whispers. Who is he talking about? Is it a song for a girlfriend? ​Harry’s eyes found mine again. He started to strum, a beautiful, haunting melody filling the room. He sang about breaking free, about expectations, and about taking a chance when everyone expects you to fail. Every word felt like a secret message delivered straight to my face.