The Break Novel Novels & Stories

It starts as a prequel when they are 17/18 years old, but will go through the time frame of the first two books (Broken Warrior and Guardian Angel). Since I started writing Broken Warrior, Lily has been banging around in my head, wanting me to tell her story, so now it's out. If you enjoyed the glimpses of her life with Clint in the other books, check it out. This story will have more information on Anders' and Calista's romance, as well. It will be more of a romance but if you've read the other books, you also know there will be tragedy. For those of you keeping track, yes the name of the book is the same as the one that Clint gave to Cara for her 18th birthday, and yes, that was intentiona

a crease formed on my forehead as I looked into his eyes. It once again caught some pieces of my heart that fell when I saw how the light coming from the moon reflected on them. His pair of orbs could really be the death of me someday. Damn, it's scary! “Nah. As what you've said, I beg to disagree Mr. Maxim Alexander. Taking a break doesn't mean you need to delay whatever you're doing. To say that it would be a waste of time isn’t really making me stay still on the side. Because a break is what everyone needs when things are out of their control.”

He hesitated, then added, “You’re the first thing that’s ever felt real.” And then he was gone. The door clicked shut behind him, and I sank to the floor, pressing a hand against my chest like it could stop the ache from spreading. For so long, I’d blamed Ethan for breaking me. But now, I realized maybe I wasn’t shattered because of him anymore. Maybe I was breaking again — because of someone new. --- The next morning, I went to work early. The office was quiet, the kind of stillness that comes before a storm.

When he heard the news, the crystal glass slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor. A violent rush of joy, tangled with regret, struck him all at once. To him, Noah was his only redemption and the last bridge that could reconnect us. Immediately, in the name of the Alpha, he sent an endless procession of gifts. A magnificent gold-trimmed cradle, the softest animal furs, and a dazzling array of jewels and ornaments. The convoy stopped outside my door in grand formation. I didn't go out, and I couldn't even be bothered to look.

His face was so handsome, even with a tragic look on his face. I turned away from him and began to walk to my dorm. I would not falter. I would not break. I am Maeve Collins, and nobody gets the upper hand on me. But as I walked across the lawn to my dorm, a part of me knew that the mantra had abandoned me. I had finally found the one thing that could break me. The rest of my trek to the dorm is a blur in my mind, as if I had dissociated to walk across it.

Fabian sat alone in the dark living room long after midnight, loosened tie hanging around his neck, untouched whiskey resting beside him. His phone buzzed continuously on the table. Maxine. Again. Again. Again. Fabian finally silenced the phone completely. For years, he had convinced himself Maxine was the woman he could never forget. But now? Now every call from her only reminded him of what he had destroyed. ⸻ The next morning, Claire woke up peacefully for the first time in days. No anxiety twisting inside her chest. No fear of disappointment waiting around the corner. Just silence. Soft, gentle silence.

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

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“Don’t tell me. But you know I’ll give as good as I get.” “I’m counting on it.” Atticus could hardly see through the rage brimming within him, tinting his vision red. It turned Ralphin – his Beta, his best friend – into nothing more than a gleaming target. His hold on himself was slipping with every word, every taunt, and every second that he couldn’t get the sight of Lily’s crumpled face out of his head. He’d broken her. He’d felt it, the beginnings of love, the irrevocable ties of the mate bond – and he’d broken her. And, he thought, side-stepping one of Ralphin’s better kicks, he’d broken himself, too.

Till death do us part. * * * THE END? MAYBE! 🤔 Giovanni Marino and Adrian Price's story has already come to an end here, however, I have another book in the series, titled; BREAK ME APART. We might get to read more about the Marino brothers and find out what happened to Benedetto Marino in the new book. Thank you to everyone who followed this book from the beginning and didn't give up halfway; thank you all for giving my book a chance. I appreciate every vote, gift, and comment. I love you all so very much. 😊🫶✨