When It All Fell Apart Novel Novels & Stories

"She was pregnant the night I was deposed and almost killed in my bed." Aynur's eyes widened. "No!" "Yes! She betrayed me and took everything from me! She took my kingdom, my people, and my son!" The fallen one shouted with all the resentment he held in his chest. "YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!" The tears he had held back for so long finally fell, and with a trembling voice, Kalias looked at her. "Why? Why did you do that? Why did you take everything from me? Why did you condemn me? Why... why?"

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Death in the forbidden land was better than the living death that awaited me in the pack house. A root caught my foot and I went down hard, my hands scraping against rough bark and stone. I lay there for a moment, gulping air, my whole body shaking. The pain in my chest hadn't lessened. If anything, it grew stronger, spreading through my entire being like poison. This was it. This was rock bottom. This was the moment when everything I'd been trying to hold together finally fell apart. And somewhere in that breaking, in that complete and utter destruction of everything I'd known, I found something unexpected.

On the day my adoptive father, Claude Bolton, is buried, my biological parents, along with the fake heiress, Gwen Walton, force their way into the funeral hall to pressure me into signing a statement of forgiveness. They say Gwen is about to be recommended for graduate school, so she can't afford to have a disciplinary record for driving a mechanic to his death. My biological mother, Lorna Pollard, holds my hand and cries. "Claude is already dead. Don't ruin Gwen too." My biological father, Joseph Walton, presses the pen into my palm. "The dead shouldn't stand in the way of the living." Gwen kneels in front of the casket, crying pitifully. "Ada, I'm sorry. I didn't know Mr. Bolton wou

She stuttered in embarrassment. "Yeah... you kind of mistakenly put it in my dra--" Before Eustone could finish, Sasha snatched the letter out of his hand. She was about to run away when he pulled her back. Her face was all red and he knows why. "Hey! I didn't mean to read it! I swear I'm not--" And before he could even explain every bit of his action, he felt a numbing pain on his face. Then he realized he fell on the ground. His eyes widened at the sight of Sasha all red with a grumpy face.

Chapter 2: Unveiling the Truth I walked into my apartment, feeling like the weight of the world had collapsed on me. The walls of my life were crumbling—James, work, everything. The memory of getting fired flashed through my mind, followed by the cruel end to my relationship with James. Everything was spiraling out of control, and all I could do was blink back the tears. But it was too much. The dam broke, and the tears came flooding out, falling like raindrops onto the floor.

The walls of my carefully arranged world crumbled around me as that realisation slammed into me. Everything was falling apart. Every. Single. Thing.

I looked back at the woman, but I couldn’t see her anymore. The walls around us began to crumble, pieces falling to the ground with loud crashes. The dining table shook violently, and I tried to stand, but my legs felt like they were sinking into the floor. Everything was falling apart, like it always did. The happiness, the comfort, it was all slipping through my fingers, turning to dust before I could hold onto it.

Shattered Foundations Barbara stumbled through the city streets, her vision blurred by a torrent of tears. The once-familiar sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis faded into a blur as she fled the bar, her heart shattering with every step. Reaching the sanctuary of her apartment, Barbara slammed the door behind her, the finality of the action echoing through the empty space. Clutching the divorce papers in her trembling hands, she sank to the floor, her body wracked with anguished sobs.

It hit the far wall with a sickening crack and fell to the rug, the screen shattered into a thousand jagged pieces. I fell back into my chair, my head in my hands, my fingers digging into my scalp. I wanted to be alone. I wanted the darkness of the tomb to finally swallow me whole. I had lost everything—Claudia, my honor, my pack's respect, and the girl I had spent years breaking, only to find out she was the only truly innocent soul among us.