Unbroken Book Novels & Stories

Only one messaged from him and all my worries would be gone. “I hope he won’t get mad.” I whispered while staring the table out from the garden. Until now I couldn’t believe that our house was still the same. I thought Demir would let Laura lived here and changed everything. As I was about to stand the frame suddenly fell on the ground. My heart skipped in surprise to hear the loud bang and the broken pieces of glasses scattered on the ground. I was about to pick one of the broken glasses but it pinned on my fingers and so as my phone suddenly vibrated.

Reading books has been my therapy lately. "Let's get to it," I mumbled before I started searching the shelf to find a book to keep me busy, and I finally found one, 'Promises Are Made To Be Broken' by Cha Cha, a Nigerian author. Although it was my first time checking this book out, but I trust her work to always come out good, because I've read some of her books in recent days and found them all interesting. I had no idea why her books are here on the royal shelf, well, that wasn't my problem though.

She forced herself to sleep but it seems like she already had enough on the plane. She decided to just empty her suitcase to pass time then she turned on her laptop and her Messenger started ringing. She forgot to log out. It was Honey calling and since she’s already on the other side of the planet, there’s no reason not to answer the call. ‘They won’t be able to teleport here,’ she thought to herself. “Hon…” “My God Jadanela, finally!" her tone was a bit exaggerated but she was obviously worried. “Did you know we almost turned the island upside down trying to find you? We were all worried, especially Lyken!” she narrated.

The truck came to a halt and I sat down on the floor, waiting for the right time to take off. I heard someone unbolt the door and open it. Immediately he peered inside, I rose to my feet. Giving him a kick on the face, I somersaulted out of the truck, landing on my two feet behind the startled man who was clutching at his broken nose. I started to run. I could hear the sounds of their feet as they chased after me like blood thirsty hounds. I ran on, not stopping to catch my breath.

Author's POV In the final chapters of the book, as Aria Crescent De Andrade finally confronts her tormentors, Connor and Vornt, a powerful realization washes over her. Destiny, though disrupted and manipulated, cannot be denied. Aria's journey from a battered and broken she-wolf to a victorious survivor has taught her the strength and resilience that lies within her.

Her heart dropped. Dave. Morgan. Ben. Sandra. All four were staring directly at them. Her throat dried up. Maybe she could still escape. “See you guys later, I need to use the library. Bye!!” She grabbed her milkshake and bolted. ********* She turned the corner sharply—and collided with someone. Andy. Her breath caught. He looked different. His lips were busted, and one cheek was swollen. But what unsettled her the most was his eyes. Hollow. Sad.

"You're insane.... you're doing this for those people who treated you like garbage." Even after telling her my choice, she kept persuading to change my decision. "I am doing it for you and Mr. Ryan, too." I assured her. "If that's your choice then I'll do my best to help you in anyway." She forced a weak smile. I smiled back at her in gratitude, "Thanks." Later that day, I hadn't encountered anything strange except for the fact that almost everyone in Blueburn kept talking how the victims had their organs missing. I went to my part time job a bit late but couldn't find the manager to scold me. It was quite unusual for him to miss a day at job. He was always the most punctual and kindest to t

But he's not giving up on Zeenah that easily, he'll come back for her when the time is right. * Zeenah was sitting outside the large courtyard of her uncle's house. A book in one hand and a cup of cold hibiscus drink in the other hand. She was reading a book titled, 'Man, what makes him a fool' by Abu Mazeedah. It's an amazing read she won't hesitate to recommend to anyone. Her phone which was laying on her body rang and Zeenah felt like ignoring the call and proceeding with her reading. But then she picked up the call and noticed it was a new number.

--- Caleb found me an hour later, sitting alone on the ridge with the journal closed on my knees. He sat down beside me. Close. Shoulder to shoulder. Neither of us spoke for a while. Below, the fires burned in scattered constellations, three hundred wolves preparing for something none of them could name. "Gregor told you something," Caleb said eventually. "He told me I might not come back the same." Caleb's jaw flexed. "Define 'not the same.'" "He doesn't know." I looked at my palm. "That's the honest answer. Nobody knows. My mother poured her life into the seal and it held eighteen years and then it broke. I'm doing something she never tried."

The shelves had been scattered around and books were flying all around the small space. My left leg was stuck under one of the shelves and i had to manage and pull it off in an awkward position with just two of my hands until my leg was free and i could feel the enormous pain but that did not stop me from finding the book. I had been searching while struggling with a broken foot for a book that held the rest of my future, and when i finally found it, i was completely shattered. I did not want to cry, i could not, all along i told myself i was iron woman, made of steel and nothing would break me. Nothing could.