Starco Broken Novels & Stories

“This isn't my fate, so I refuse to accept it.“ I replied flatly, emphasizing on every word. “You shouldn't have accepted it either. I always thought you were a fighter but you gave up too soon.“ “Why engage in a fight you're gonna loose in the end? It's much better if we all accept our fate and stay put in our world. If you keep stalling in accepting your fate, the after-effect will be worse when you finally accept it. Take it as an advice from an older sister who doesn't wanna see you really broken at the end.“ She turned around to leave but faced me again after hesitating for seconds. “And before you judge me, I just want you to know I tried really hard not to turn into this. I really tri

But Lucas, as if consumed by rage, grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table. The sharp sound of shattering glass, accompanied by Lilith’s scream, echoed through the room. Shards of glass flew everywhere, cutting into Lilith’s face. Blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. Her brother rushed forward to save her, only to be met with a brutal punch to the temple from Lucas. He groaned, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then laid still. That punch took his life instantly. Lucas stood in the wreckage of the living room, letting out low, chilling growls.

Starr continued crying. noon, jungkook said, unable to watch his tears anymore. Lotus looked at him and shook her head. Martin closed his eyes as Lotus suddenly grabbed the necklace on Starr's neck. She pulled it and it broke, the crystal beads fell and bounced on the ground, the feather pendant turned into a real feather and flew away. Starr's eyes widened in their sockets and he staggered shockingly as sweat covered him. "Lotus..no...no..no. He bent down and started picking the beads fast, crying in the process.

Axton and I met after Marco died, and now she was trying to turn the tables around, making it look like I killed Marco for Axton. "My mother used to say that anything gotten through crooked means never lasts," I said with the last of my strength. " It may seem like you're winning now and subduing me, but I have a strong conviction that your victory will be short-lived. And whoever told you that I found my mate before Marco died must be a fool because you of all people know that I have never stepped foot in the Desert Canines pack until you banished me for your selfish reasons." Sloane rolled her eyes. "Blah, blah, blah… I'm not here for stories. Unlock the golden staff and give it to me."

Chapter 24. Analyzing and Realization. Denzel went upstairs to bring Cyrus for lunch. He knew Cyrus would be upset and as expected he was. Not only mentally but he was physically stressed too. Bone Marrow transplant surgery was a hell complicated. It was just because he was an adult, he recovered the post-surgery stress quickly. But those frequent moves, mental stress. All shouting yelling, it put him back to square one. Denzel opened the door of the room to see Bright working on his mid back, where it was strained most. And Win bandaging his hand.

The promise stitched through all three like gold thread. Above them, the moon’s broken face shifted, two shards draw­ing a hair’s breadth nearer. The sound was not a crack this time but a click—small, promising. Far out beyond the glade, a wave struck rock and did not erode it but polish it. Somewhere beneath miles of root, a seed turned and found a way to split the soil. The Nexus took their vow and held it.

said the security guards there. I don't know how we got out of there so quickly. I was very surprised when I saw that the side mirror of my car was broken and its tires were flat. "My car!" I complain. "That shameless woman! Did she really pay just to be told she has fans?! She even vandalized your car?!" Stella said one after the other, and her anger was obvious.

At fifteen, two months after his mother had died, Gabriel had smashed the window of an expensive car. It had not gone as planned. The owner of the car had stumbled upon Gabriel on the sidewalk, holding the ripped-out car stereo in his hands. Gabriel hadn’t tried to deny his crime. He’d openly confessed and, with as much charm as his self-taught English could muster, suggested he’d done the man a favor. “I think a different brand of stereo might suit you better, Señor.” Then, with a bowed head, he’d waited for him to call the police. Instead, Paul Medlock had hired him on the spot.

Chapter 148 – The Broken Star’s Choice The broken star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its light a fractured mosaic of fading gold and encroaching shadow, each throb a heartbeat of anguish that threatened to unravel the tapestry of all creation. Jessica’s hollowness was a screaming void, her body bloodied and trembling, her glow extinguished as her future self loomed, radiant yet broken, her hollow eyes and chilling vow, “Your love will break you, Jessica.

I stopped in the last five steps of the stairs when I saw Wright playing his guitar while sitting on the one sitter sofa. "Let me hold you for the last time, it's the last chance to feel again. But you broke me, now I can't feel anything. When I love you it's so untrue, I can't even convince myself. When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else. Oh, it tears me up, I tried to hold on but it hurts too much. I tried to forgive but it's not enough, to make it all okay. " "Can't sleep?" I winced when he spoke.