Spring Broken Novels & Stories

You promised" "He doesn't deserve you, princess. Let him go" "I can't. I love him and we promised to be together forever" "Promises are meant to be broken, Princess." "But..... But if I let him go then I'll be all alone." "You've never been alone Princess. I'm here" "But I can't even see you" "That is because you don't want to see me. Open your eyes and look at me. Really look"

he smirk. "Please Kareem....please don't do this......please" I begged crying. "Before the count of three, you better step on that f**king thing...else, I might do something we'll both regret" he warned. I'm so scared right now. He looks scary,he looks like a father scolding his own daughter. I slowly step on the broken glass and winced in pain. Ya Allah, this is so painful! "Good. Now jump on it" he ordered.

Everything happened in fragments. Disconnected moments that my brain couldn't piece together fast enough. One second I was standing there, Brock's gun pointed at my chest, his finger on the trigger. The next second, the world exploded. A crack. Sharp and loud. But not from Brock's gun. Glass shattered behind him. The wall of the aquarium tunnel spider-webbed with cracks. Water started seeping through. Then spraying. Then gushing. Brock spun around, confused. "What—"

The group and I were now at the coffee house because nobody had plans after school. We were sitting in a round booth but Leo, Jade, Luke and I had somewhat formed our own little group isolated from the rest. "They're a lot worse than you might expect." Jade said, nodding. She had a disgusted look on her face as she started to tell me about the Herbrooke guys. "At the last Grove versus Herbrooke game, they purposely kicked Kai in the face and broke his noes." "What the fuck?" I exhaled. "They had to get eliminated, right?"

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

Based on the audible crack and my medical knowledge from numerous werewolf-related injuries, I strongly suspected a broken bone rather than a simple sprain. My options were limited. I could try to drag myself to the kitchen to reach my phone, potentially causing more damage to my ankle in the process. I could wait for Liam to return, which meant enduring the pain without treatment for at least two hours. Or I could attempt to use the mate bond to alert him to my distress, though that method wasn't always reliable for specific communication. I wanted to cry.

He broke the kiss with a grunt, staggering back a half‑step, eyes flashing more in surprise than hurt. Then his face cracked. Literally. A fine fracture line raced out from where my palm had been, slicing across his cheekbone. Another crawled from the corner of his mouth up toward his temple, spiderwebbing. His skin didn’t tear like flesh; it split like porcelain under strain. For a second, he flickered—real, not‑real. The walls around us did the same. Our cozy living room strobed. One frame: couch, lamp, plant, Corvin.

The frame splintered under my hands. For a moment, we both froze. I looked down at the broken wood, splinters embedded in my palms, and then back at Kian over my shoulder, my eyes wide. "Did you just..." he started. "I broke it," I finished, staring at my hands in shock. "How did you..." He trailed off, his own eyes wide with surprise. "I don't know," I said honestly. "I was just holding on and it just... broke." I felt like I was imagining things. I just broke it with my hands.

But now a long fracture ran down the center of the frozen surface, dark water showing beneath the widening line. The thaw had begun. Not fully. Not yet. But enough to remind everyone that winter was not permanent. Derek crouched near the edge, studying the crack carefully. “Temperature’s rising faster than expected,” he said. “That’s good news,” Eamon replied. “Eventually,” Mara corrected. “Right now it’s unstable.” Ice breakups could be dangerous. Sudden surges sometimes followed when frozen rivers began shifting. “Keep people off the bank,” Rowan said. “And move the trap line farther north.”

Break! A wheeze gets away from me as I hear a similar sound once more. The window next to me splinters as a little metal ball is out of nowhere wedged within the thick glass. Cobwebs bloom in the little region, coming to the furthest corners of the window. "Keep an eye OUT!" Celeste shouts, pulling me over to her side similarly as it breaks, glass shards falling surrounding us. One hits my leg, and immediately blood begins to trickle from the little injury.