The Breaker: New Waves Novels & Stories

Sitting on the bed, I clutched my phone and had 911 on speed dial. “You did this to yourself,” I said. “I was wrong, okay!” He got down on his knees, crying with his hands over his head. “I’m sorry! I’m begging you! Just drop the charges! Tell the school that the evidence was fake—” “It’s real.” I cut him off. He lifted his head, his gaze menacing. “I’ll make you pay!” Taylor pounced on me. I stepped out of the way and dialed the emergency number. “911? My address is Unit 702 at Surmount Complex. An intoxicated individual broke into my room and tried to attack me.”

"You don't mean that." "I do," he insists, but he won't meet my eyes when he says it. "We got caught up in something that was never going to work. Now it's over." "Just like that?" I ask, tears starting to blur my vision. "Two months together, and you can just turn it off like a switch?" "It's better this way," he says, finally looking at me. But his eyes are cold, distant, like he's looking at a stranger. "A Clean break, no more complications."

They would adapt. Again. The screen flickered behind her. Global signals shifting. Patterns changing. Ethan whispered, “…What did you just trigger?” Serena’s eyes stayed forward. “Something new.” And somewhere, far beyond her screen, the Breakers were recalculating. For the first time.

Sunlight bounced off her hair, highlighting the waves curling perfectly over her shoulders. Blake’s hand rested lightly at the small of her back, protective but possessive, and she leaned into him like she belonged there. Every muscle in my body tensed. My jaw clenched, fists tightening until the knuckles burned. Seeing her smile freely, completely untethered from me, from my world, from my control… it was like a knife twisting inside. “How the hell did they get out without me knowing?” I growled, voice low and lethal. Heron’s eyes stayed calm, but I could see the tension behind them. “Sir, it looks like a public appearance. They’ve planned it. Cameras caught them. They were live on several

Liam tried to rush to my side. But a deafening roar echoed from the depths of the swamp. A colossal beast, supercharged with curse energy, burst from the black fog. It was three times larger than the guardian, covered in rotting scales, its eyes burning with malevolent green fire. "Everyone, get back!" I forced myself to stand, fighting through the pain. But the beast's target was clear. It was coming straight for me. A weakened Liam tried to block its path but was thrown aside by a blast of power, slamming into a dead tree.

The silver storm froze. Every version of Emma suspended mid-integration. The End whispered one final warning. IF YOU DO THIS… YOU BREAK EVERYTHING. Emma closed her eyes. “I already am broken.” A pause. Then softly: “But maybe I don’t have to stay that way.” The storm shattered outward. Not collapse. Not completion. Something new. Something undefined. And the moment it happened— The void beyond reality cracked open violently. The First Ones screamed. The Observer staggered backward. The Mother turned sharply.

"Anyone ruining things there, get me a fucking towel. The nose won't stop bleeding." Eros stifled a chuckle. Must be nice being so shielded you weren’t bothered by a sound... There wasn’t time to relish, so he got to work, slitting wires, cutting off connections, and turning up the speaker volume so loud he was sure Asher wouldn’t be able to hear himself speak when he hit it on. Done, he dropped into a sofa, chin resting on his palm. Eros exhaled slowly, fingers tapping against his knee as he waited. The water kept running, Asher cursing under his breath, oblivious to the silence that had swallowed the rest of the house.

It wasn’t enough to bring an overwhelming sense of death, but it was enough to bring a sense of danger. *Boom* Abe’s fist crashed into Breaker’s hammer with a resounding gong. Although Abe’s strike was more than enough to crush any High Level Noble, Breaker wasn’t greatly shaken. The little assassin had to take a few steps back to disperse the momentum of the punch, but other than that he was fine. The dark aura around him greedily swallowed Abe’s flames, making them redundant. Breaker flashed Abe a provocative glance as if to ask if that was all the young boy had. But when he saw the small smile that tugged at Abe’s lips, he was forced to retain his smile.

His movements looked slightly delayed, like his mind was somewhere else entirely. Then, it happened so fast. The slid slipped. The thin piece of glass hit the edge of the table awkwardly and cracked sharply against the metal stand. Aaron reacted instinctively and reached for it before it could fall completely. Wrong move. I heard the quiet hiss leave his mouth almost immediately. The broken slide hit the floor a second later as everything around us paused. “Aaron—” Chloe grabbed his wrist instantly. A thin line of blood was already running across his palm. Chairs scraped loudly against the floor all at once.