Novel & Cerita The Broke God

God Kilgore asked with a better tone this time. “I haven’t left my room since I was rejected by your guards,” Rosaline replied. “Besides, I’m close to a minor break, though, so if you will excuse me,” Rosaline said and was bout to close the door when God Kilgore burst past her and entered to find nothing unusual in the room. “Barging into my room now? How typical.” Rosaline said and rolled her eyes at him. Ignoring her attitude towards him, he spoke. “What are you using to break through? It was a mega annum since you broke through from peak Half Step Great Emperor to Early God Emperor, and now you are close to a small level? Where are you receiving the power of Origine for your breakthroughs

“At least seven high-tier gods have crossed the threshold. Their power is diminished, but don’t be fooled, each one can still erase a city.” Lyra didn’t look away from the sky. “Then we don’t let them gather.” The boy drew his blade fully now. It no longer glowed softly, it burned. “Pick a target.” A colossal figure descended directly ahead of them, slamming into the shattered plain in a cyclone of dust and molten rock. When the smoke cleared, the god stood revealed, tall, skeletal, armored in cracked obsidian, six broken wings dragging behind it. Its voice echoed like grinding mountains. “Dream-Bearer. Child of the Fold. Fallen One.”

I ask playfully. He shoots me a sideways glance. “Guess you’ll have to wait and see, princess.” A smirk tugs at his lips. I’m starting to learn that there are a few different versions of Brock. There’s this one- my personal favorite. The one that’s sarcastic and snarky. The one who likes to play and laugh. Then there’s the broody guy that shuts down. The intense one. The one who is so crippled by his past that he can’t move into the future. And then there’s the one that’s completely devoid of emotion, like a goddamn robot. All business all the time. That last one scares me a little. He’s hard and ruthless- I feel like he could watch the life drain from someone’s eyes without flinching.

"Please..." My voice broke. "Help me.”

"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.

she says loudly, “BECAUSE WE ARE BROKE JAXON! WHEN I SIGNED ON TO COME HERE WITH YOU, I DIDN’T THINK THE PACK WAS THIS BROKE! YOU HAVE ME LIVING IN POVERTY! YOU WANT ME TO BE A LUNA TO BEGGARS?!” I roared, “I DIDN’T HIDE ANYTHING ABOUT THIS PACK FROM YOU! NOR DID I TWIST YOUR ARM GISELLE. I TOLD YOU I NEEDED SOME TIME TO TURN THINGS AROUND! IT’S ONLY BEEN SIX MONTHS. WERE YOU EXPECTING A MIRACLE?!” I don’t hold back, “I LOVED YOU! I WANTED TO BUILD MY LIFE HERE WITH YOU! WE ARE FATED MATES! DOES THAT MEAN NOTHING TO YOU AT ALL?!” “THE MOON GODDESS FATED ME TO A WEAK AND BROKE ALPHA! CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING, ALPHA OF THE BEGGARS! She spat.