The Broken One Novels & Stories

Only one messaged from him and all my worries would be gone. “I hope he won’t get mad.” I whispered while staring the table out from the garden. Until now I couldn’t believe that our house was still the same. I thought Demir would let Laura lived here and changed everything. As I was about to stand the frame suddenly fell on the ground. My heart skipped in surprise to hear the loud bang and the broken pieces of glasses scattered on the ground. I was about to pick one of the broken glasses but it pinned on my fingers and so as my phone suddenly vibrated.

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

A Broken will stay Broken. In their community, you'd have to live with Broken Dean. He was the highest Broken in their community. He was the person you should never encounter or deal with. He could kill you at the snap of his fingers. It must be a miracle of whoever killed him. But as the books say, there was only one thing the Broken wanted. A pure werewolf's heart, the problem is, neither one of the werewolves got what that meant.

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

Remind him of his identity. The word illegible could ever come between her and Hazel. If she could speak the word for her mother and sister, she could speak it for the child yesterday. She had said one thing even more true, sure. Faith once broken is never restored and Jazem Shah's faith was broken on Hazel.

“I had three children looking at me. Waiting for me to be strong.” He set his cup down on the table carefully. “I know I hurt you.” I turned back to face him. “Do you?” I asked. He swallowed. “Yes.” I walked closer again, stopping just a few steps away from him. “My heart was broken,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Not cracked. Not slightly damaged. Broken.” His jaw tightened. “Can you tell me something?” I continued. He nodded slowly. “If a glass breaks… if it shatters into pieces… can you put it back together and make it look the same again?”

The mark of a "Broken One." I had been hurt every single day of my life. Cillian stopped breathing. The Lycan King, the most ruthless monster in the world, looked like he was going to be sick. The full picture of everything done to me lay right in front of him, impossible to ignore. Slowly, his shaking hand lifted. "Who did this to you?" he whispered, his voice completely broken. "Everyone," I rasped, squeezing my eyes shut, too ashamed of my broken body to look at him.

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

“Look ladie, I get it. You want to keep them safe; you want to make sure your Luna isn’t put into a situation where she could be taken again. I GET it! Believe me I do! But this…???” He sweeps his arm around my office, the stye that it has become, and then directly at me. “THIS is a broken man. THIS is a broken wol-“ “THAT’S BECAUSE I AM BROKEN! NICO IS BROKEN! THERES NOTHING, I CAN DO ABOUT THAT! I can do something about this though… I can make this better.” “But you aren’t! You’ve brought them back here, where people know she should be!” “And she will be safer here than out there!”

His wailing sound was now more sounding like the broken sobs of a human. “What happened, bro?” Abel murmured a question though he didn’t need an answer to comfort his best friend, his best friend did answer through a broken sob. “He broke the bond.” ‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙ ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊