The Broken Halo Novels & Stories

And in the center of the ancient forest, the Moon’s Eye—the ancient temple hidden from all packs—flared to life with spectral light. Inside its walls, an altar began to rise. Upon it, a symbol appeared: a broken crescent devouring the stars. And beside it… a prophecy etched in fire: “Only the death of the Moonbreaker shall restore the bond. Only her sacrifice will silencethe storm.” A single tear of blood slid down the Hunter’s mask as he stared at the altar. “She was born to end the war,” he whispered. “Or become it.”

"Kael, that thing on the bridge is perfect. It doesn't have the burden of feeling our pain. Why would it ever choose to be 'Broken' again? If we force a merge, we might just crash her entirely!" "Because 'Broken' is what made us REAL!" Zane roared, his voice shaking the foundation of the abyss. "We didn't climb a Spire and ride a Carrier-Wave to leave her heart in a trash-heap! If the 2.0 is the 'Will,' then we fight the 'Will' until it remembers the 'Love'!" Jax and Cole stood by the cage, their twin-bond pulsing with a shared, mournful rhythm. They looked at the golden light of Elara, who was starting to fade, her edges blurring into the violet lasers.

All her belongings were gone as if she had never existed. "No…" Out of nowhere, Kaden felt a pain shoot up from the depths of his soul. His wolf roared and thrashed in an attempt to break free from his body. It was clear evidence that the mate bond had been broken by force. "Argh!" Kaden howled in devastation, the sound waves shattering the bedroom windows. It dawned on him that Seraphina was not joking. She had left him, never to be found again. Falling on all fours, Kaden struggled to crawl to the dressing table. There, a black obsidian jewelry box remained. It was the gift Seraphina left for him a week ago.

"Stop! None of you are going anywhere!" Vera Hawthorn rushed over in three quick strides and planted herself right in front of me. She glared at me like I was a hopeless case. "Have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you're doing? Donating blood for them is no different from selling yourself! Have you no shame?" Those familiar words sent a chill down my spine. Only then did I realize that I had been reborn. In my previous life, she had stopped me the exact same way. At the time, all I could think about was that someone's life was on the line. Besides, I had already come here prepared to donate blood voluntarily.

Dahlia was the only one to speak; everyone else stared at it in silence, the weight of what they were about to do hanging thick over them like an oppressive cloud. “The fabric of the world is torn,” said Dahlia, her voice soft and echoing, “ripped up by their dark magic. This rift has to be a result of that. It has to be.” Some murmured their agreement. Others balked. But, once they’d all looked at each other, all nodded, agreed in their decision, they stepped down into the rift, one by one.

she snapped. “Sorry Ja, I just can’t help it. I thought you only got flowers and chocolates, but then there’s this,” he responded as he showed her what he has in hand. She looked at it closely and it took her a while to realize that it was a charm bracelet. “Where did you get that?” Honey asked. “It was tied to one of the stems,” he replied. He then walked towards Jada and put it on her wrist. “There you go! A replacement for the one you threw away!” he happily announced.

So it was easier to discern the order in the sky than farther north or farther south, where everything would seem more chaotic. A fallen angel... enshrined in moonlit seas. Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controv

The staccato crack of broken glass echoed through the cockpit. "The disadvantage of using another faction's mechs," Harlow informed me, "is that I know all their weaknesses! For example, your Crusader's ejection system can't function if the wires in its shoulder armour are severed. When I dropped on you, I did just that! You're stuck with me!" My shield was nothing but a broken hunk of steel, its once-flat edges crumpled like tinfoil. Still Harlow advanced, ceasing his barrage of bullets and instead pushing against me with the bulk of his Goliath, crushing me into the side of the skyscraper.

He had a five o'clock shadow and looked more muscular than the last time I saw him. I could feel the world moving around me. I felt like I was in a daze. Who in the world was playing this cruel joke on me? I couldn't tear my eyes away. I gripped the chair tightly as he started to walk into the room. Nick was saying something but I couldn't hear it. Adam was looking at me and I couldn't look away even when I desperately wanted to. He took the seat right in front of me. I still couldn't believe that he was here sitting right in front of me. I suddenly felt claustrophobic. Tears threatened to spill, I gathered every strength I could muster and held them back. Our staring contest was finally bro

I said with an adittude. "shut up." Nate said. "fuck you." I replied. "are you coming or nah?" Hayes asked playfully. "don't ever say that again." I chuckled "and no. killing people doesn't make me hungry, sorry." I said. everyone exited the car one by one. even Aubrey and Ella. I didn't complain though, I was just happy to finally be alone. if jacks a singer then that means he's a part time murder right? I fell in love with a physco path.