Unbroken 2 Novels & Stories

That's when I realized going through the alpha wouldn't help… To attack a system, you go through the motherboard…the Luna. Without the Luna, let's face it. This pack would be doomed. I mustered courage and pasted a massive smile on my face and strutted with so much confidence. I smirked as I closed the distance between us, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. There she was. Raven. The pack’s precious, broken Luna. The woman everyone still whispered about like she was some tragic saint, even after everything. Even after Marcus had made it clear she was no longer wanted.

Win didn’t know how long it took that he lost his senses again. ************* “Cyrus. Please do something. Please bring my princess back. Please. She would be hungry and scared. She is not used to be without me for long. Please". Denzel was weakly shaking his collar. He had no power left in him. It’s been two days and no trail found. God knows where they went. He refused to eat anything unless Win was rescued with Nattasha. Cyrus hugged him tight in his arms. He was feeling so helpless. Bright was sitting head hung? His mind was in chaos too.

I focus on controlling my breathing but the panic is taking over. "I don't want to be stuck here forever, I want to go home," I say between quick breaths. "I promise you'll get home, I'll get us out of here," Damian tells me. "You can't promise that." "I can, we'll get out of here." The door opens and my heart rate picks up when I expect Adrian but Joey walks in with three guards. He's holding two plates of food while a guard has two glasses of water so he's just bringing us dinner, nothing bad. I manage to calm down as a guard unlocks the chain and walks me to the table and makes me sit down. I wince when my back rubs against the back of the chair so I shuffle forward, the metal cock cage r

Dakota What do they say about shattered hopes? They leave behind broken dreams, a heaviness in the heart that lingers like a haunting shadow. Then from the fragments, one can rebuild a stronger and more resilient spirit. All of it was a bunch of crap. I felt empty, useless, and without any hope. All that was left was to crawl into a hole. Axton broke me. Did I blame him? Not one bit. The poor man was innocent. He gave my life meaning and made me laugh and live again.

She gave a slow nod. Nick lifted her and wrapped her legs around his torso. Angela locked her arms around his neck as he begin moving towards the exit. They were the only one in the room. Due to the thick layer of smoke, their vision had become limited. Nick caught a burning wooden plank falling towards them and pushed it away with his elbow in time. His one arm was wrapped securely around her and the other was sheilding her. Blisters formed in his palms as he constantly hurled away the collapsing debris.

Luna runs forward, disregarding her lack of clothing, and continues to pound on the door while attempting to open the locked handle. Her attention is then drawn to the broken glass and scattered food, now miraculously cleaned up. Luna thinks that a servant must have been assigned to clean her room earlier. She falls silent, realizing that she's utterly naked, prompting her to dash back to the bathroom. Doesn't this mean that someone has been observing her from a distance, knowing everything she's been doing during her twenty-four hours of confinement in the room? Luna ponders.

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.

She'd show it to her mom first before using it. She returned back home in the evening, but didn't see her mother anywhere in the house. She came back to the living room and saw a note on the television set -- 'meet me at the river'. It left her wondering what her mother would be doing at the river by that time of the evening. She took the watch along with her to the river.

I ran a hand through my messy hair. "I know. I only slept an hour or two. What is going on? No work today?" "Mayhem and Killian are leaving this afternoon for Mayhem's job in Greece, but I am staying. Lucy is going to need me for the cleansing." for a second, I thought I saw Zarina's surface in Victoria's eyes. It gave me chills because Zarina was worse than Astrid. She felt nothing. She was pure wolf and had zero remorse for anything she did. They had broken her at training as a child, and she was never the same. I wasn't afraid of what she would do to me. I could kill her with my eyes closed, but Victoria was my best friend. My little sister that I would willingly die to protect.

The touch was electric, sending a cascade of golden warmth through the bond. "You survived a basement," he said, his voice a low, rough rumble. "You survived Richard. You survived the silver-glass. You stood in front of an army and healed a monster." His thumb brushed my lower lip, lingering there. "Aria, the truth cannot break you. You have already been broken and put yourself back together. The Gate will not see a victim. It will see a queen." My breath hitched. The physical proximity was intoxicating. For weeks, we had danced around this fire, building a foundation of trust and restraint. Now, with the end of the world looming, the space between us felt impossibly small.