Unbroken Book Genre Novels & Stories

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

He turned and looked down at me, and as I had already guessed, he was surprised. “It does, to a lot of people,” he answered. “History will remember you,” I nodded, struggling to hide my bitterness. I had known a lot of good men. My grandfather, my father. History wouldn’t remember them. They were good men, peacekeepers. History didn’t remember people like that. It remembered the ones who started wars or exterminated entire ethnic groups for their own selfish purposes. “Good for you.”

” They were already turning back toward the van, already lifting Lily inside. I’d been called that word my entire life. Wolfless. It was always said like an insult, like it explained everything about me and nothing else mattered. I’d stopped questioning it years ago, when my shift never came. Many nights, I thought they were right, that I was weak, useless, unwanted. But watching them lift my little sister into that van like she was nothing, like I was nothing… Something broke inside of me. It wasn’t sadness. Or fear. It was something far older. Something ancient.

Nelly lifted the bracelet high above her head, a malicious smile spreading across her face. “The more you care, the more I want to destroy it. After all, you’re the mistress who wrecked my family!” Then she let go. “No!” I screamed. With a loud crack, the bracelet hit the ground and shattered into a million pieces. I trembled as anger coursed through my body. The bracelet held immense significance for me. When I was a child, my parents were always busy, and so I was raised by my grandmother.

"May, I've put up with you for far too long. Flaunting your fancy job, dictating 'you're in charge of the world outside, I handle home affairs.' I'm the man! I'm no slave of yours! "Rowena is different. She loves me, treats me like I'm her world, and gives me the dignity of a man." Rowena, the neighbor I had always looked out for, stood smirking behind him. "Thanks a million for handing over such a catch, May. Oh, and those healthy kids, too. Without you, I'd be at a loss with my own dead baby." I tried to fight back but was mercilessly pushed under the water. In my final moments, I saw my real daughter, the one they had switched, screaming to stop those monsters, only to be struck until she

I never thought Nora would feed it to a pig. "Mom, I'm sorry. I couldn't protect your gift." Mom smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. "Silly child. As long as you're healthy, I'm happy. "I've always worried about you getting hurt, and that's why I had you hide your identity. But now, I think it's time for you to truly reclaim your place." Remembering how arrogant they'd been, my gaze turned cold. I nodded firmly. The stock crash was only the beginning. I'd make sure they suffered for the rest of their lives.

Once they arrived at campus, they parted ways because Arsen had business with a professor. Now, only Claire was left standing alone in front of a tall building with walls entirely made of glass. When she turned to look at the building, she was utterly shocked. “How did I suddenly end up here?” she muttered as she hurried past the building, which turned out to be the campus bookstore. She hurried into her faculty building, glancing around repeatedly. Several students looked at her with strange expressions, which only made her more frightened. It felt as though someone was following her and trying to harm her.

she screamed out fire and brimstone from her lungs, as if she had been heartbroken by her boyfriend. “ Aria, I didn’t mean to. It was a mistake..” my eyes dilated, as I saw the pains in her eyes, it was more than being heartbroken. Aria is so addicted to her books, that when you break her books you break her… you break lose memories that was meant to be hidden.

The wait wasn't over yet and this time it would be Nikaulas at the short end of this excruciating torture. .................. Please reward the book with gems for more updates.

I typed another message but this time it wasn’t about my husband but to the one who broke me after years of giving all that I have. ‘See me at Bravo café this afternoon. I will answer all your questions.’ I pressed both of my lips as I was hoping that he would agree on meeting me. Sipping the frappe I ordered a while ago and spent more time being alone was the best for me especially on my mental health. “I guess he would not come.” I whispered and sparingly smiled as I shut down my laptop and felt the failure in me. “Grace Miller.” A hoarse voice echoed from behind and as I turned to him the wind blew perfectly and our eyes met like he was trying to read me from head to toe.