Unbreak Me Book Novels & Stories

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

I grabbed it and was totally stunned by what I saw. There was a sculpture of two wolves biting at an orb in front of the book. The title had me totally flawed. 'The Correction to the Book of Unbreakable mate bond' "Finally!" I muttered. "You found it?" She asked me. "What do you think happened?" I asked her, smiling from ear to ear. "Apparently, I hope you did or I'll assassinate you right here for raising my hopes." She said to me, "My apologies but trust me, I would die so willingly if you are the one doing it." I said to her,

CHAPTER 14 MIMI’S Pov; I don’t think I’ve ever had a day that broke me in so many different ways. It was like every part of my life, every part I’d been trying to protect, just shattered at once my dignity, my crush, my self-respect, my sense of safety, everything. And somehow I was still trying to tell myself that everything was fine, that maybe I was just overreacting, even though deep down I knew the truth:

I am a complete loser. I am immobile and irresponsive to whatever is happening to me or around me. I motivate myself not to think about him, then, the sight of a crow decides otherwise. I woke up and realized I didn’t think of him and the rest of the day will be good, then, someone use a lighter, and the sound shatters me into pieces I don’t know how to collect. I kept myself busy with loads of work, but the sight of books squeeze my lungs, for, I almost that I could finally attend an art school, live my dream. A song, a black shirt familiar cologne, smell of sweat even if it is my own, rain and coffee, and every speck has now become like guns shooting his memories to break the already broke

I answer him with the only way I can as I stand on my toes and press my lips against his. Three months later. Breaking Through The Darkness has reached 20 million copies sold worldwide. It embodies the life of a non-fiction author, Julie Saint Matthews and her struggle with depression and loss.

I averted my gaze and let the guilt flow into my expression. "It's fine. You don't have look so sorry." She smiled at me reassuringly and rolled the wheels as she left the room. "I shouldn't have acted like that..." I slapped my forehead and sighed. Just when I thought she was gone and I was ready to relax, she rolled the wheels back into the room. I immediately sat straight up and became self-conscious. "And a tip for you, Peace Blossoms Orphanage is definitely not a usual run-of-the-mill orphanage. It has a huge variety of stuffs that you might find interesting as well as..... shocking." She smirked at me before leaving the room.

Unbreakable. Silence. Then— “…why?” it asks. My grip tightens. My voice steadies. “Because he gets to live.” The core pulses violently. Cracks forming. Breaking. “And you don’t?” it whispers. I close my eyes. For just a second. And in that second— I see him. Leon. Alive. Free. Safe. “…that’s enough,” I say softly. The core shatters. Light explodes outward— consuming everything— the darkness—

And when they finally fell into place, I found a love more beautiful than anything I’d ever imagined. I found a man I adore more than anything in the world, and the bond between us burns so bright. So strong, that it’s unbreakable. THE END ******************************************* Thank you for joining me on Cal and Nessa's journey! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. My next book will be another standalone connected to the six-pack universe- keep an eye out for Cole's story: THE DENVER ALPHA, which will start releasing in early January.

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

Like a caterpillar or butterfly , she was beautiful and amazing when you looked closely . One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land