You Will Not Break Me Novels & Stories

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

"But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah." I shrugged softly, "I don't care, Tiffany. I want you and if that comes with pieces all over the place then I'm okay with it. You don't get it," I chuckled softly, moving the hand that was cupping her face back to her hands to hold them gently in mine. "I can't unlove you. I can't forget the feeling of holding you when you sleep next to me. I can't forget how your eyes would get a bit bigger every time something surprising would happen in Prison Break. I can't forget the dreadful look on your face every time you walk in to math class, wanting it to be over

The memories were swarming him. "Look at me. Look at me". Bright cupped his cheeks. Wiping the tears. "We are here with you. Your major support, your husband is here. Your children are here. This is your home . You built it. You nourished it. And why are you in pain? You didnt cheat anyone. You didnt hurt anyone. You are the victim here. Remember . The world may turn upside down, but i, i will never leave your side . I will make sure no one dare hurt you ". Bright held his hands kissing them softly.

Learning the rhythm of the house, the names whispered in the dark, the cracks in the system. I’m not broken. I’m patient. And when I move—when I burn this place down— I won’t be quiet.

he said, “Emily said if you come to the infirmary one more time this month, she’s buying you your own personalized bed.” I groaned. “Why is everybody acting like this is my fault?” “Because it is your fault,” Chloe and Kyle said together. I stared at both of them in betrayal. “This friendship is abusive.” “No,” Chloe said calmly. “You just lack survival instincts.” Kyle pointed at my bandaged hand. “Exactly. Normal people see broken glass and move away.” “It happened fast.” “You keep saying that like it changes anything.” “It does change things.” “It literally doesn’t.” Chloe argued.

Somehow, I force myself to believe this is the beginning, not the end. With what remains of my tattered pride, I'll show Brent that he didn't break me. He hurt me, and he damaged me, but he didn't break me. No one has, and no one ever will.

"And I need to get to work with an open mind." “I am resting.” I failed horribly at holding back my laughter. God, I had missed this. "I wasn't planning to fuck you though," he said, "we can't be fucking every other day like animals, can we, my love?" "But..." he then added, "These two weeks won't be good for you I promise." He let me go right then. "The game is over," he said shortly, "hurry up get prepared I'd stop you by when I'm going down town."

And I—I will rise, again and again, until the name Luna Lucy is no longer spoken in fear, but in fire. Let them all remember what it cost to try and break me. Because I’m not broken. I’m the storm they should have never created.

O god *sob* " Either you open it by yourself or I will break it ... *Bang* Because one thing is sure that no one can save you from me tonight... *Bang* You shouldn't have kicked me , Now see what I do with you, just open this door once... *Bang* If you're assuring yourself by saying that I can't break it , than darling.... Free advice.. Do not take my physical ability lightly because I will break this door completely *Bang*