Unbroken Brain Novels & Stories

Luna reasoned that viewing Lucas as a distraction from her heartbreak over Albert wasn't such a bad thing. Luna felt that her idea of immersing herself in the bathtub wasn't that bad. It chilled her mind and brought a sense of clarity, allowing her to think normally again. She had been holding her breath for some time now, feeling her chest tightening, but Luna was determined not to take a breath. She didn't want her thoughts to return to Lucas; he would eventually leave her mind, Luna thought.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

Instead Brick grabbed one hand and Gretchen put her hand on my shoulder in support. “ I know I told you many times that I was broken. And I said it was wrong to be with you.” I gave a pathetic laugh as I thought about my last session. “ I recently learned that everything I thought about myself. Stuff that was beaten into me. Was wrong and broken. Not me. I had been told things that I truly believed. But it was all wrong. I don’t have all the answers yet. And I need more sessions. Like a lot. But I had a major eye-opening and I now know I’m not broken. At least not in the ways I thought.” I told them. “ Do you have anything you want to ask before I continue?” I asked since they haven’t said

"Piper, my recovery is all I have to do. If I can't work, I'll work out. I'll do whatever it takes to reach a hundred percent." I don't know how to respond to him. I want to believe him but I'm not sure he fully understands what he's up against. His muscles all have to learn to work with his brain again. All of those pathways his brain learned when he was little, training him to walk, write-all of his motor skills, have been disrupted. It's like a roadblock and his brain has to figure out the detours with no GPS.

"Mary, Peter isn't well. I only found out recently. It hasn't been long. My brother, when he had the accident, hit his head. His skull was fractured, and... well, you can imagine what happens when that happens." Mary froze, her expression turning to one of terror. "Yes, Mary, his brain was damaged. You knew that. He lost his memory, but what you didn’t know is that parts of his brain couldn’t be recovered, most of it was in the hippocampus." "Peter, as he starts to remember his past, is forcing his brain, which is making it overwork. That’s what has led us to this situation." "What situation?" Mary asked, concern rising in her voice.

Philip’s hand paused briefly in the motion, but he quickly resumed and withdrew the needle, pressing down on the puncture site. He stood up. “Diego, do you know? The human brain is the most complex organ—bar none. It’s incredibly intelligent and self-preserving. When someone is under extreme emotional stress or psychological collapse, the brain activates a self-protection mechanism. Miss McKenna has likely gone through something unimaginably traumatic. Her brain has reached a limit far beyond the average person’s endurance. In fact, if it were anyone else, they would’ve gone insane already.” He glanced at Diego and, seeing that his emotional state was still stable, began packing up the equip

Protection. “I don’t want to be like this forever,” I say quietly. “You won’t be,” she replies. “But right now, your brain is doing exactly what it was designed to do after trauma, keep you alive.” Alive. I think of the concrete room. The counting. The waiting. “I feel broken,” I whisper. Dr. Lewis shakes her head gently. “You’re injured. There’s a difference.” Tears sting my eyes before I can stop them. She waits again.

This wasn’t just any disease; it was something far worse. My old man was always terrified that I'd end up lost, straying too far from where humans and animals are supposed to meet. To keep me grounded, he had me hooked up to a wolfbane drip, which drained me more than I cared to admit. This condition, Sevecerebe, leaves the two parts of the brain disconnected—like they’ve completely stopped talking to each other. It’s like having a human side and an animal side, each pulling in its own direction. The fear of him losing himself before the war ended gnawed at me. He felt tainted after hearing about the beatings he had suffered and the brutal details of Bellamy’s torture of Anastasia. He had ne

Master was perplexed. "Master Medrex, her mental ability is above to the norms here, she got bored and did her work lessons easy and fast because as you mention before, that her mental abnormalities was not inborn. Our student disabilities here were inborn, even with those who's mental abilities was at the age as the mental age of your wife, it is still different. Your wife IQ is above because its not an inborn disability, she easily learn things." Mrs. Roseburn explained well the situation.

Grace immediately wiped it, and realized that she should have been playing with a kid as well if her baby was alive but it was not that way. “Babe?” Grace inhaled deeply and plastered a smile. “I was just trying to get some fresh air.” then she stood and tapped away the dust from her dress and noticed the ball rolled to her feet. She looked around and saw a couple of kids and smiled to them. Seeing all the kids in this park made her realized one thing that God might prepare her for something bigger. “Don’t worry much, you know that doctors were still observing you, right?” Frank was right that Grace was still under the supervision of her doctors and because of her mental health it was imposs