Unbroken The Book Novels & Stories

According to him, this book sharpened him more than he thought any book could. “Oh, and I am venturing into another book LETTERS TO MY RAP*ST, a book by bestselling author Fatima Ashabe… I'm not sure I pronounced the name right. It is a book written by a Nigerian author about rape victims, giving us a dive into their life after rape, it is such an emotional rollercoaster. Dad said I have to get mine because of the sticker on the back. Said it is about healing and stuff. I have to burn the paper after writing to my broken self and all. Said the book is not really about rape but about broken people..” Eli kept talking while David looked around the room.

"For what? For Victoria's press conference this afternoon? For whatever new lies she's going to tell about me?" "For yourself. For the boys. For getting through this." I set down my spoon. "What if I can't get through this? What if this is the thing that finally breaks me?" "It won't." "How do you know?" "Because you've survived worse. You survived giving up Alexander. You survived almost dying in that warehouse. You survived being shot. You're the strongest person I know." "I don't feel strong. I feel broken." "Broken things can be repaired." "Not always. Sometimes they're too shattered. Too many pieces to put back together."

Unbroken. “This,” I rasped, my voice low, steady, dangerous, “is not weakness. Thank you for showing me what I am capable of,” I said with a bloody smirk. The air itself seemed to shudder at my words. Leaves rustled though no wind blew. The men glanced at each other, nervous now, their bravado cracking. Something was waking inside me. Something I didn’t understand. Something I couldn’t control. And I loved it because it was mine. And it was hungry and I was aching to feed it.

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.

"I was disabled from birth, but my parents still loved me and took great care of me. And one day, they died while protecting me from a man who broke into my house. I was sent to my grandmother's house to live with her but..she, too, gave her life for me. Everyone thought I was unlucky and better off dead than to let others die for me. I remember almost getting strangled to death by my uncle because he blamed me for my grandmother's death. At her funeral, I met the director. He was a close friend of hers and he brought me to stay here." She finished her story and stared at me with a smile, "What about you?"

It was fourth day of the funeral all of Perez were sad, Anna was unable to believe that her elders are gone, she was crying. The four sister went inside the grandma's garden and sat beside a tree. "Soph how come you have twins what's that story" asked Lilliana. "When I left home, I went to Asbeel, he took me in as he was already in love with me, soon I discovered I was pregnant, I was afraid about my curse, so I and Asbeel had collected those books, it was easy due to our teleportation's, when I got those books it revealed something shocking, something my mother does not know, there would be two curse breakers will born who will break this curse once and for all and my kids were born, they h

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.

When everyone has moved out of my way I finally set eyes on a young boy slumped against the wall. From his dishevelled appearance, it's obvious he is feverish, sweating, and feeling the aching pull between us. It suddenly struck me he may not even realise what is happening. When he opens his beautiful hooded eyes and looks at me I feel like some invisible force took hold of my heart and squeezed. I hear more mocking voices, and unbelievable insults considering who I am. Believe me, they won't get away with it.

I stood there shocked with my jaw hanging open, staring at the dead bodies that were impaled by Reid's ice. I knew he was strong, but it was that moment that I knew he was going to be the most powerful alpha there ever was. I knew he was destined for great things and I can't wait to see it. The end. **** Yes, the book is over, but the story is not. Aiden and Thaddeus, along with their children, their story continues in “A Broken Alpha” series. Noah and Michael, their story is just beginning. Their story continues throughout the series.

The enormity of my actions and the resulting grief cast a shadow over my soul, and I swore that I would never again allow myself to love or be loved. As I ran, the memories of my mother's gentle touch and my sister's infectious laughter faded into the distance, replaced by the overwhelming guilt and shame that would come to define my existence. At that moment, I became Jason the Broken, a man forever haunted by the tragic consequences of a single, devastating night.