The Healer Of Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

The only thing on Summers Hartley’s mind was revenge. Being a half-breed, she was born extremely weak and completely incapable of protecting herself or anyone, and that cost her. Her family was slaughtered, and her pack was reduced to ashes. As the Alpha heir to Silverguard pack, she swore to destroy the monsters responsible: the Bloodmoon pack. When the perfect chance for revenge arrives, she hides behind a new identity as the dying Alpha’s personal healer and enters the Bloodmoon pack. Every day she heals the pack, she has promised to destroy. Sworn to pay back the same hand, her mission is simple: poison the Alpha who murdered her people and, together with her uncle, destroy eve

"Cassidy, when we made this mug, you said after we got married, we'd make a smaller one for our child. Do you still remember?" "I remember." "Then would you give me one more shot? I can wait for you to break up with him." As he said those words, his voice started to falter with emotion. I gazed at him silently, then slowly walked up to him and took the mug from his hands. Under his incredulous stare, I smashed it into bits. "There. Now that the mug is broken and the baby is gone, it's time you stopped fooling yourself." With that, I walked forward, stepping on shards in the process.

And filled with love. I broke down in sobs of realization.

“But I want you to know I’m still in this.” “I do,” I whisper back. He kisses my forehead, and I feel the tremble in his lips. And I know. This is how healing begins. Not in grand declarations or rushed moments—but in small, sacred ones. Like the touch of a hand. Like the weight of a kiss on skin that once flinched and now welcomes. Like two broken hearts choosing—day by day—to find their way back. Together.

“Because sometimes I wonder if I’m broken beyond repair. If the years with Adrian damaged me so badly that I’ll never be able to trust anyone again.” “You trust me.” He says it simply. “You’re here, aren’t you? You got in my car and let me bring you to the middle of nowhere. That’s trust.” “Or stupidity.” “It’s bravery.” His thumbs stroke my shoulders through his jacket. “Serena, you’re not broken. You’re healing. And healing isn’t linear. It’s messy and complicated and sometimes you take steps backward. But that doesn’t mean you’re damaged beyond repair.” Tears blur my vision. “What if I choose wrong? What if I choose you and it falls apart? Or what if I choose Adrian and he destroys me aga

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

Let her break down in my arms where no one else could see. "I'm sorry," she gasped when she finally calmed. "I'm such a mess." "You're my mess," I said. "And I love every broken piece of you." "How?" She pulled back to look at me. "How can you love someone this damaged?" "Because you're not damaged." I cupped her face. "You're healing. There's a difference. Damaged implies broken beyond repair, but you're not broken, Beatrice. You're wounded. And wounds heal given time and care."

“Certain things are attached to emotions… Those I can help ease. But your biggest pains? Your father made sure he injured your soul. He wanted to break you… and every time you came to see me, I saw your soul crack more and more…” “Mmm…” I murmur, my eyelids winning the battle as they fall. “Did you see it when it finally broke?” “The soul is not so easily broken when you are as stubborn as a man as you are, Alpha Liam,” I scoff. “Then you are not looking hard enough.” Her hands grab my cheeks, and my eyes fly open, locking on hers as she stares at me. She smiles and shakes her head. “You aren’t breaking anymore, you are healing. It’s about damn time you found some goodness in your life. Try

She caressed his forehead and said, "Vivian, can you stop all this and tell me what happened to my legs," he asked impatiently. "I am sorry dear, because of the accident, the doctors said you wouldn’t be able to work again." "What, why wouldn’t I be able to walk again?" His heart was beating fast. “Because he said there is an injury that will be difficult to heal. The doctor said a miracle will work, so we should pray for a miracle. " She explained.

The old woman was very distressed and could not help but vent her frustration. "Trevor, I know you are in pain and you are going through a lot, but you should at least take care of your health. You said you wanted to heal your heart and get back to your partner, how are you going to do that when you are like this? Look at the state you are in! Come, sit down quickly and drink this soup, it will give you some nourishment."