Novel & Cerita Unbreak Me Book

He nods slowly, then shares something about his own childhood—how he used to sneak out of pack meetings to read poetry in the forest, how he still writes sometimes when the Alpha responsibilities get too heavy. I listen, smiling at the image of this powerful man crafting verses under moonlight. But as he talks, my mind drifts unbidden to that night at the motel. The way I sobbed against the rain-soaked pavement, tears streaming down my face harder than I'd ever cried in my life. Vincent's shocked expression as I finally told him the truth about the dare. I'd broken completely that night. The careful control I maintain, the emotional walls I've built—they all crumbled in front of him.

His face was so handsome, even with a tragic look on his face. I turned away from him and began to walk to my dorm. I would not falter. I would not break. I am Maeve Collins, and nobody gets the upper hand on me. But as I walked across the lawn to my dorm, a part of me knew that the mantra had abandoned me. I had finally found the one thing that could break me. The rest of my trek to the dorm is a blur in my mind, as if I had dissociated to walk across it.

than him. He hadn’t meant it lightly, I could tell and I hadn’t answered lightly either. Safer. Yes, books were safer. Stories never hurt you. They ended where they were supposed to. Characters didn’t betray you with broken promises or cold silences. Pages didn’t leave scars but Alex? He was the opposite of safe. He was chaos wrapped in control, temptation disguised as sharp suits and colder words. And yet… I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling, the shadows from the streetlights painting faint stripes across it.

Fighting the instant spike of our connection. “Some things can’t be fixed Sai,” I take his face in my hands. Making him look me in the eye. To hear what I’m asking. “Some things just have to break. So please,” I beg, running my lips over his before I breathe the request that will change, possibly save my life as I know it. “Break me…” 31: Ayame - Break Me

This pup is mine, and I will protect it with everything I have. As for this fractured mate bond? It was only a matter of time before it snapped completely. When I got home, the house was pitch black. Ryan didn't come back for several days. I didn't call to ask where he was. Instead, I focused on taking care of myself and the pregnancy, and I privately consulted the pack elders about the procedure for severing a mate bond. The next time I saw Ryan was on Clara's Instagram. An Alpha who usually hated photos was actually wearing a cartoon headband, posing for pregnancy portraits with Clara.

My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

She asked sincerely. I waved her off. “Oh, yes. Just a routine check-up. Nothing to worry about.” She smiled and pulled her book out of her backpack. “May I share your book. I forgot mine.” She slid the book across the table between me and her. “Of course.” The rest of my day was uneventful. I stayed away from Angel and Lucas. They surprisingly kept their distance as well. Though I didn’t miss the death stares from Lucas during gym. I left campus and headed straight home. I figured I would give looking for a job a break for now. Especially since I will soon be working off debt during the times I expected to work an actual job.

𝑫𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝑫𝑫𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 – 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 1 Intro: Twenty three year old Aurelia Moreau is dumped by her boyfriend through a three line text message after six months of swallowing his lies and forgiving his wandering hands. The realization of how much shame and nonsense she had tolerated made something inside her crack, not dramatically but it was loud enough to let the dark in. She doesn’t cry after the breakup, She doesn’t beg either instead she dresses up Seeking escape from her own flawed reality. She wanders into a dimly lit jazz bar, hoping for nothing more than a temporary distraction.

I said and he slowly let go off my arm, I didn't bother looking back till I left the mansion I won't make the mistake of letting someone break my heart again. *NOTICE: Guys this is now The Book 2 Of After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire, from now we are going to be seeing more of the children's pov, it's more like a sequel but it's still under the same book and this sequel is more of Montana and Lily with the triplet, let me know what you guys think on the comment section, follow me hit the follow button and vote for this book, love you guys*

AVA The alarm buzzes, and I groan, slamming my hand down on the snooze button with the kind of force usually reserved for dealing with annoying clients. Five more minutes of precious sleep, that's all I'm asking for, universe! But nope, the universe has other plans for me. I drag myself out of bed, my blankets tangled around me like an octopus trying to pull me back into its aquatic lair. With a combination of determination and desperation, I manage to break free from the grip of the comforter, landing unceremoniously on the floor.