Saving My Broken Mute Novels & Stories

I moved into Sebastian’s line of sight and stared him down, planting myself like a wall between him and the man who had just saved me. My lips parted, but of course, no sound came. I opened my mouth anyway—fighting to form the words I would scream if I could. My hands signed the word I’d rehearsed in my mind over and over again since he last touched me “No.” His expression froze for half a heartbeat. Then he laughed—cold, condescending, cruel. “Still mute, I see,” he sneered, stepping closer with mock pity in his voice. “You always were such a delicate little thing, weren’t you? Couldn’t even scream when I broke you. And now you think standing there, waving your hands like a child, will stop

"But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah." I shrugged softly, "I don't care, Tiffany. I want you and if that comes with pieces all over the place then I'm okay with it. You don't get it," I chuckled softly, moving the hand that was cupping her face back to her hands to hold them gently in mine. "I can't unlove you. I can't forget the feeling of holding you when you sleep next to me. I can't forget how your eyes would get a bit bigger every time something surprising would happen in Prison Break. I can't forget the dreadful look on your face every time you walk in to math class, wanting it to be over

SYSTEM REGISTER: HSM_CACHE_UNALLOCATED] [DATA TYPE: RAW_AUDIO_BUFFER_09] [INTEGRITY: 100% UNTOUCHED BY PURGE] [STATUS: READY FOR PLAYBACK] "She didn't stream this to the mirror device," Ava whispered, her fingers hovering over the trackpad. "She kept it stored locally on the physical chip. It’s an offline backup."

my body flinched when I heard it shutter. "Fuck!" I lifted both my hands up to my face to cover it, as I felt my heart break into the same pieces I felt my camera break into. I heard a deep voice saying, "Shit!" I took in one deep breath and spoke, "please... please tell me that it's not broken.." "Umh... uh... umh.. okay.. it's not broken?"

I snapped. I scoffed and then continued, "I need your help to get away from Mario." And with that said, I took the chip and crushed it under my shoe. It cracked and broke under my boot. I wanted her to take me seriously and not undermine my seriousness when I wanted something to be done. I took the broken pieces of the microphone chip and slid them inside my back pocket. I didn't want the guard to suspect anything if he came back to his position. *** MARIO'S POV

he asks. My voice gets caught, words wouldn't fall out. I'm paralyzed. Frozen in shock. Roman on the other hand just gives in to a smile. ##############$

"Alpha Kaden collapsed from dehydration and malnutrition. On top of that, he's struggling with the severe aftermath of the broken mate bond. While these symptoms aren't life-threatening, he's experiencing significant mental distress and is at high risk of self-harm if not addressed." The news was too much for Judy to handle, and she fainted. Dave felt the urge to collapse too, but his mate and pup needed him. Putting on a brave face, Dave filmed a new video in the ward once Judy and Kaden were in a better state. The video showed Dave with gray hair and unkempt tears. He appealed to Seraphina, counting on their past connection to bring her back to save Kaden. Far across the sea, Seraphina was

She simply stood up, gathered her composure like shattered glass, and walked out, barefoot, broken, and burning. Mason remained still, shirt half-open, muscles tense, watching the door close behind her with a soft click that echoed like a gunshot in the silence. He let out a low, amused breath and ran a hand through his hair, eyes glinting with something unreadable. ... ... “You really don’t remember me…do you, little muffin?”

I had to find solace, to regain my composure before I confronted him. I reached our room and slammed the door shut behind me, the sound echoing like a resounding echo of my anger. The room felt suffocating, the walls closing in around me as I grappled with the reality of what I had just witnessed. It was a betrayal that cut deep, one that ripped apart the very fabric of trust and love that had held us together.

I knew that he was broken, but I never knew that he was so broken to even think that I would be better off loving someone else. I sat up and held his face between my hands as I willed him to look at me. Focus his attention on me, as I say these words. “You are enough because you complete me,” His eyes flicker for a second but as I stare at the blackness of his eyes I know that he understood. “Thank you,” Mikey said, almost a whisper, “For saving me.”