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More scenes that’ll make you scream, “I hate him but also… I love him??” To every reader: I adore you. I’m writing for you. Thank you for 1,000. Let’s break the next thousand together. With all my love (and just a tiny bit of emotional damage), – O.J🖤 #1KViews #DarkRomanceChaos #ThankYouReaders #ILoveYouAll #TeamBrokenButBeautiful #ILOVEYOUGUYS!!!

he said, taking one step closer, “I already have. The fact that you even think I need to fight for you means you’re cracked. And if you’re cracked, I’ll break you.” I choked on air. “I’ll break you,” he said again, “then fix you properly. Then remind you you're already mine" He hadn’t touched me. Not once. But God, my whole body betrayed me. I was up. I was hard. I was starving. Cayden made me feel like a prince. But Ryan? He made me feel like I was the most.... I smiled. “Break me, huh? And how exactly will you break me?” He didn’t smile. He smirked. Ryan didn’t smile. He only smirked. And not the gentle type no. The kind of smirk that’d make you forget your sins, your name, your kneels wea

I wait for the feeling of pride and victory I had expected to fill me at the sight of her pain, but right now, looking into those huge, green, tear filled orbs, I really begin to feel like the worst bastard there is. I wrap my arms tighter around her slight frame, but she doesn't move. She doesn't fight me. She doesn't even push me away. She only sits there, looking lost…and broken. Fuck! This is what I fucking wanted, wasn't it? I wanted to break her. To make her so utterly defeated, she wouldn't have a single doubt as to whom she belongs to. But seeing her distant eyes, I want that fire back. I do not want Mira Fernandez broken and cowering at my feet. I need her fire. I need my little Ita

“And it looks like you’re doing that, so…” “You leaving is what hurt me!” I seethe, anger sinking its claws deeper into me at his pathetic justification for his actions. “And I’m not damaged, Callum, I’m broken! You broke me!” My voice cracks, my chest heaving as I shake my head, fresh tears springing to my eyes. My gaze flutters down to the pavement, my voice dropping to barely a whisper. “You broke me in ways that I didn’t even know were possible.” Callum’s throat clicks with a hard swallow, his shoes scuffing against the ground as he steps closer. “Ness…”

She's reading a werewolf romance? "Don't you think that's in poor taste?" I ask her; my voice is hoarse like I haven't spoken in days. I guess I really haven't. I wanted to think it would take them at least two weeks to break me, but I guess being unconscious for the majority of one's life will wear one down. She purses her lips and slits her eyes at me. "It's a good series, and besides, I'm a sucker for a mate bond," she says

Dear my beloved readers, I am doing major revisions to improve this story. I want to deliver to all of the best story possible. There will be some additional scenes, some additional characters, and I will remove some scenes or characters that are not needed. You guys don't have any idea how much I appreicate all of you. I aill be publishing a whole lot of stories, so just hang in there, and we still have a love journey to go. Thank you for your patience, and I love you guys! Stay tune for more! Your loving author, Ally Ocampo 😘

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

He makes my beast want to believe that the true mate bond does exist, even if his broken mind doesn't think so. Lukan Vale may be the male who finally breaks my alpha spirit.

"There's no but. I've been working too long; I need this break. I'm not doing this for you, so stop feeling guilty, alright?" With him putting it that way, there was nothing more I could say. Any further insistence would only make things awkward. As for him…I decided not to overthink it. I would just let things unfold naturally. Meanwhile, the livestream comments were overwhelmingly in his favor. [Cedric is seriously so devoted. I hope Emma ends up with him.] [Exactly! Just because one relationship failed doesn't mean she should be afraid to love again!] [Get together already!] We left the lavender fields and headed to Cedric's villa in Imperia for lunch and wine.

Declan, the Alpha heir of the Nighthowl Pack and my arranged mate, proposed to me right after donating his Alpha marrow to his childhood sweetheart. In my past life, I said yes out of love and for the sake of our pack alliance. But after we mated, the weight of two territories fell entirely on my shoulders. Losing that marrow broke Declan’s inner wolf. He couldn’t fight. He couldn’t shift. He couldn’t even give me a strong heir. I had to run the crystal mines while fighting off rogues for him. Before I even turned forty, I dropped dead. Utterly drained. Worked to death. And Declan? He comfortably took all the territory resources I had bled for and marked his little sweetheart. They lived hap