The Broke God Novels & Stories

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!" His voice was hoarse, filled with despair and pleading. "I promise, I’ll cut ties with Lilith and her family. From now on, I’ll only have eyes for you. We can start over—we can have a happy life together!" I scoffed, curling my lips into a sarcastic smile. I laughed at his naivety and foolishness. "Do you really think we can go back to what we were?" Behind me, I heard his anguished howl. It was the sound of the werewolf in him being consumed by pain, just like how he was.

she inquired, her tone piercingly sharp. Marcus looked down at the floor, with his shame clear in every aspect of his slouched position. "She mentioned that if I didn't obey, she would reveal my secret," he confessed, his voice hardly perceptible. Ethan lost his grip. With a shout, he struck his fist against the wall next to Marcus.The drywall broke due to the pressure, a clear reminder of his power. The noise reverberated in the space, causing Marcus to startle. "What secret does she have against you?" Ethan growled, his tone a menacing snarl. "Tell us the secret she has against you, Marcus?"

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I whisper out. I had fallen to sit on my knees looking down, tears falling from my eyes. I feel two soft hands on my shoulders and she pulls me up. “Dear child, you are not broken, scarred yes, but not broken. A broken person doesn’t care about anything, they dong feel love and they don’t fear losing it. You are not broken, not completely. Not more than u can be repaired. Question is, will you let your mate help you?” I look into the shining silver eyes belonging to the moon-goddess. I can see she mean every word she just spoke. As I stand there two wolf souls come over to the moon-goddess and me. I see the moon-goddess smile and scratch their ears.

No John, no Sarah, just a faint glow from the altar shards. Clint stepped forward in shock. Saraphina knelt, touching one of the shards. “They’re gone.” But then…A heartbeat echoed, one, then another. From the broken altar, light pulsed again. And a voice whispered… “You can’t end what was never meant to be broken…” The god wasn’t destroyed, only transformed. Something had survived and it remembered them.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

The sight of the mutated symbol carved around her, lines warped and hungry. She saw herself there—not as others told it later, but as it had been: shaking, furious, thinking *this is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong*. “I broke an altar,” she said aloud, voice snatched and flung back by the wind. Not: *a goddess saved me*. Not: *a miracle happened*. *I broke it.* She remembered the feel of the crack in the circle under her fingers, the way she’d shoved her terror down into a hard, narrow channel and pushed. The ring of stone shattering. The howls. The smoke.

The disembodied voice announced, "11th Floor, Donation Department." The scream for help died in my throat as the doors slid away to reveal the trio standing outside. "Where do you think you're going, Dr. Greenwood?" They were all breathing hard, but I felt as if my very soul had frozen with fear. "God, you can run. Good thing we caught up to you, Dr. Greenwood." "Stop messing around, Cynthia. Donation isn't a game. I can't let you kill yourself!" "What's wrong with your legs, Dr. Greenwood?" Yvonne asked gently, though there was nothing gentle in her eyes. "Maybe we should take you back and comfort you."

“A scent like yours… it’s enough to drive a wolf mad.” Just as his filthy hand was about to touch Lily’s face, the glass doors of the cafe shattered inward from a massive force. Julian burst in like a black hurricane. Behind him were his Beta, Ryan, and two of his most elite Gamma warriors. A world-ending wave of Alpha power slammed into the room. The five Rogues’ legs gave out, and they collapsed to their knees instinctively. “Let them go,” Julian’s voice was colder than a Siberian blizzard. The scarred man immediately released Lily, his hands shooting up. “Alpha Blackwood! We didn’t mean to offend your woman!”

Maybe Blake couldn't face me and he found the easiest way to escape the betrayal that he cooked up. "You know it would be nice if you talked to me." I said with a sigh to the God who was sitting awkwardly across from me. Break had never been more awkward than this. I would've been upset about him not even saying one word but a hand waving me over by the bushes had me smiling. A friendly face. I looked at the God who had been my babysitter throughout the whole morning. How could I get away? "I'm going to the bathroom." I lied. He probably didn't know that my body was like all other Gods besides the problem of not having powers. He didn't even reply. He was just slowly eating his sandwich whic