Wind Breaker Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her mouth opened like she was about to say something, when the floor beneath our feet began to shake, and I knew Christopher was breaking through the barrier as I peered outside the small window seeing the barrier ripple like it had when Luna Rayne touched it at the witches’ house. “I have to go.” I told her as I reached my hands through the bars wrapping them behind her neck as I leaned in and kissed her one last time. When I pulled from the kiss, I turned and ran towards the door, not waiting to hear what Brianna was going to say, because I knew if I didn’t get out of this room I was going to change my mind, and I knew I couldn’t do that. As I shut the door behind me, I could hear Brianna

I paused, as the glass shattered in my grip, blood pouring out but I didn't care. “Please tell me you taught the guy a lesson.” “I nearly killed him.” Briar nodded slowly, not surprised. “Did you?” “No. I pounded his face into the floor.” There was a long silence. I took another drink. “So… what happened next?” he asked cautiously. “Did she give you an explanation?” “She defended him, so I broke the bond.” Briar stared at me, blinking like he didn’t hear right. “You what?” “I broke the fucking bond, Briar.” My voice rose, cracking. “I cut her off, It’s over.”

"That's insane. That's the most romantic insane thing I've ever heard." "It's not romantic, it's controlling," Bri said. "He's trying to buy his way back into her good graces. That's a tactic." "Or he actually feels bad." "Or both," Dani said. She typed back: *i don't need a rematch. i need to finish my car and forget this happened.* *fine. no rematch. but i'm still sorry. and for the record, you drove the best chase run i've had against me in two seasons. the sweeper. nobody holds that line that late.*

“Don’t come near me.” His silhouette moved through the white haze, slow and gentle, the way he used to walk toward me when he used to be happy to see me. That familiarity hit me like a punch to the chest. “You broke me,” I whispered, my voice was trembling. “Leave me alone. I was doing fine without you.” Another lie. I felt it tear in my throat. “I was doing fine,” I repeated, even less true. Aquarius stepped closer. The blizzard hid his face, thank Allah. If I saw it… I would fall apart right there on the ice.

Like the power of that kick, or when time started slowing down, or when… he somehow saved that girl…’ Rai turned his head to the sky, causing the violet-tinted haze to reflect off of his eyes, turning the deep blue sea into a lively gradient. ‘Things are gonna get interesting again, all because of that stupid promise.’ —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 28 —— The quiet peace of the rose garden was disturbed by the abrupt appearance of a large cloud of wind. The wind dissipated almost as soon as it formed, revealing Bri and Kaze.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

I said again as he stood up. "Whatever Pussy" He walked out slamming the door angrily. Jim was right, I was a pussy and truth was that am still not ready to talk things with Anna. I know my emotions would get the best of me and we'll be laying in same bed if she as little as kiss me.

Nathalia sat with that. "He's broken," she said quietly. "Not, not in a way that's his fault. In the way that people get broken when the people who should have taken care of them didn't. And he's built his whole life around not letting anyone close enough to see it and I — " She stopped. "You see it," her mum said. "Yes." "And does he know you see it?" She thought about the photograph. About working around his difficult day without making anything of it. About the misfiled receipt she'd put back in the right place and never mentioned. About it was a good day's work in the voice that was actually his voice.

"I can see why." "We should probably get back inside. It's so damn cold. This is the downside after a storm like this. It clears off and then it gets so cold." I just stood there looking up at the stars not ready to go back inside just yet. I felt Corbin move behind me, but I was to memorized by the stars to move until I felt his hand move my hair. "Sorry," he whispered and that was when I felt the needle prick in my neck. "What are you doing?"

“Alright. The marina it is.” The boat sped through the night, the shoreline a distant line of shadow against the sky. The cold wind whipped at Sophia’s hair, and she pulled her jacket tighter around her, shivering against the chill. The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving her with a bone-deep exhaustion that made her limbs heavy.