Unbroken Book Novels & Stories

She felt sixteen again, barefoot in that shelter, a paper bead bracelet on her wrist, and a secret in her chest that she thought would kill her if spoken aloud. Then she saw Marla’s smile in her mind. And River’s hands building bookshelves. And her own feet walking into a world she was told she’d never survive. She breathed in. And began. “There was a night I thought would be my last,” she said. “A night where I left a hotel room, pregnant, invisible, and convinced no one would ever care. But here’s the thing about brokenness. It doesn’t mean you’re done. It means you’re in process.

SELENA Learn from me. Or destroy everything. I clutched the old book to my chest like it was the last lifeline left in a crumbling world. Its leather cover was cracked and worn, the edges stained with the dust of forgotten truths. My fingers trembled around it, but I couldn’t let go not when everything I’d believed in had just shattered before my eyes. The silence in the library was no longer comforting. It thickened around me like fog, heavy with unseen eyes. Watching. Waiting.

For the rest of the movie, their hands stayed that way. Hidden in the dark. Unspoken. Unbreakable. After the Movie When the lights came back on, they both slowly let go. Neither mentioned it. “That wasn’t that scary,” Tae Min said casually. “You’re lying.” They laughed. But as they exited the theater— Tae Min felt something strange. Like they were being watched. He turned slightly. A familiar figure disappeared behind a pillar. His chest tightened. No… it couldn’t be. He didn’t say anything.

"Deanna, what did you just say? "Didn’t you say before that this child was the treasure your whole family had been waiting for? That I was a hero to your family? That you’d treat me well for the rest of your life? How can you turn on me like this?!" "That was before!" Deanna screamed, her voice breaking. "Look at the situation now! My company is being destroyed. Your family is collapsing. I’m not going down with you! We’re breaking up right now. Stop clinging to me!"

I use those images because they fit to my own description and actions. Soooooooo with all excitements, buckle your seatbelt, and dive into Medusa's own very world........🤪 Welcome to the first book of BROKEN SERIES....😫 I love all of you guys😘 Xoxoxo Medusa💙🖤

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

I say before quickly running upstairs to my room. When I finally found myself to be alone I immediately lock the door behind me before breaking down into tears. I couldn't comprehend what I was feeling in the moment. This feeling was overwhelming and completely foreign so I don’t even know how to deal with it properly. I’ve never had anything like this happen to me. I’ve never been talked to in that manner before. I’ve never been treated like this by a man before. Fresh tears continued to replace the old ones as I try to process my thoughts. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't stop thinking about how Jack called me a slut and how Aubrey just completely left me for

“Yes. Thank you, Dr. Clarksdale. Thank you.” It was a small victory, pathetically small in the grand scheme of things. But in that moment, it felt monumental. A book meant a window to somewhere else. A book meant breaking the monotony that threatened to drive me truly insane. A book meant connection to words, to ideas, to the world beyond these stone walls. Most importantly, a book meant they believed I was broken. And that belief would be their undoing. Because if there was one thing I had learned in these three months of captivity, watching my body waste away while my mind sharpened like a blade against a whetstone, it was this: sometimes you have to let them think they’ve won before you c