The Break Novel Novels & Stories

Your love has kept me going, and I'm forever thankful to every one of you. And guess what? My new book is out now! Trust me, you don’t want to miss this one. The title is: Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman. It’s the story of Asher and Elena, and I'd love for you to check it out and add it to your library. I'll be waiting for every single one of you over there! Also, if you haven’t yet, you can check out my completed book: My Brother's Billionaire Best Friend.

My best friend, the one who has always been his biggest critic, just admitted he might have done something right. "And he's a maniac but he made you enjoy your freshman year at college, didn't he?" She continues. I nod absentmindedly. She's not wrong. He did make it exciting. He made it unforgettable. "Noah is a good guy. He's just broken. Scared. I get him. I get him when people don't. I'm sure I'm making the right choice." Chloe shrugs. "If that's what you want then who am I to say no?"

The evening air felt heavy, as though the summer sun had refused to let go even though it was already dipping below the skyline. I had just finished a walk down the quiet streets of North Wilmore, earbuds in, pretending the outside world wasn’t buzzing with my name tied to Adrian’s. Pretending that I was still just Nova Ashton, ordinary college freshman on break, not… whatever this thing was.

It was just making the hollow space in my chest bigger. Fanny’s face kept replaying in my head. Standing in that doorway as we drove away, arms wrapped around herself like she was trying to hold herself together. She’d looked breakable. Fanny had never looked breakable in her entire life. The typing stopped. I felt Adrian shift in his seat behind me. “Lolette.” I closed my eyes. “What?” Long pause. Long enough that I thought maybe he’d changed his mind. “Do you remember that night we broke into the Natural History Museum?”

With the money from the divorce and house sale, I took over a little shop on an old street down south of the city. The owners of the failing café were looking to get out. I changed the layout of the shop and turned it into a bookshop. The name of the shop was Foglight Books. My best friend came by to clean the place up. While wiping the shelves, she asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to move away from the city?” I shook my head. “They are the ones who should leave, not me.” On the opening day, I simply hung a sign out the front. There were no loud celebrations.

With sexual violence and abuse triggers, it is for above 18 and especially for the readers who think that they can handle such a story. Disclaimer No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of the author. His Broken Princess © A. Gupta 2021.All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events andincidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living

There was even a time when they both had multiple girlfriends. Regardless of whether it’s a freshman, sophomore, junior or senior, no one can go past them. That’s why they’re the most popular among the varsities. Lyken was a known heartbreaker in a way that he could break up with the girl even if they’d only been together for a day. Once he sees a flaw, you’re out. That’s how notorious he was. When it comes to him, you have to be perfect or, at least, you have to know how to hide your flaws perfectly to last at least a day with him.

She wasn't a damn robot before he came along, after all, and he had to stop treating her like an idiot. With that finally settled in her head, she sat back to enjoy the whole wheat pancakes he'd got her into and her first cup of coffee for the day. She hadn't written a word in twenty-four hours and was surprised that she didn't feel that sickening panic that usually followed anytime she took time away from her new, hopefully fulfilling career. She did have a lot of new material for her book, though. Kyle would kill her if he knew she was thinking about putting even more of his true character in her novel. What he didn't know won't hurt him, and she was sure he would never be caught dead read

Emily The morning sun streams in through my bedroom window, signalling the fateful day has arrived. Today I leave behind my old life for a new future as Luna of Red Creed Pack. More importantly, today marks the first step toward achieving my long-awaited revenge. By this time tomorrow, I'll be far from the grasp of Dorian and Lily. Too far for them to continue hounding my steps. A knock sounds at the door before my mother enters, her smile tinged with melancholy. "Good morning, my darling. Are you all ready for your departure?"

Think of this as a long, selfish break. The new information as of the 3rd of February is as follows: Instead of Act 3, I will write Book 2. I know my break stretched longer than I wanted, but it was necessary, your girl did not feel creative and creativity comes from a place of freedom, mental peace and maaan.... anyway, Because GN has implemented a system where 6 months without updates results in a waiver of bonuses, I am unfortunately certain that the quality of my writing will be affected, so rather than rush and ruin Act 3/ the ending that you have all been waiting for, this is the solution I have come up with. If the book isn't accepted for one reason or another, I will find a way aroun