Apocalyptica Broken Pieces Novels & Stories

My hand is over hers, and her power surges through the blade as we plunge it into his chest. Tears sting my eyes as Apophis’s chilling voice that makes me ill every time I hear it rings in the air. ‘NO!’ I open my eyes and stare into Aleric’s wide eyes. Apophis’s screams of rage as the sky begins to lighten around us are shrill and ear-splitting, but I’m unable to bask in the sight of victory… Aleric is staring back at me as his life fades before my eyes. He didn’t think I’d do it.

“I’m trying so hard to be strong.” I clenched my fists until my nails carved my palms, willing something—anything—to crack open and rise. “Just give me back a piece of me,” I begged. “Please…” But the magic didn’t come. No spark. No flicker. No warmth. Just the cold certainty that everything inside me had gone dark. And with that… I broke. I screamed. A sound not meant for ears. Not meant for forests or gods or ghosts. A sound born from wombs that don’t deliver.

You are mine. Her eyes snapped open. “Not anymore.” She thrust her palm forward. The light in her hand met the black veins of the Veil—and exploded. The world turned white. When the light cleared, the chamber was chaos. The Veil had cracked like glass, shards of dreamlight raining down. Malrec staggered, clutching his chest as the Sleepless One twisted behind him, half free, half bound. Lucian caught Saraphina as she faltered. Her breath came in ragged bursts. “The bond—it’s breaking both of them!”

Caius said. “He used to ignore me for days,” I said. I felt a hot tear run down my face. “He wouldn't even say my name. He’d just point at the floor when he wanted it cleaned. He didn't hit me. He just made me feel like I was made of glass and already broken.” “He was a weak Alpha,” Caius said. “Weak men try to feel big by making others small.” “And what are you?” I asked. “You killed everyone. Is that what strong men do?”

The flirtation real. The pull steady and growing. But her focus remained intact. Her empire came first. Her caution remained firm. If Calvin Hale wanted to stand beside her in this life she was rebuilding, he would do so not as distraction — but as alignment. And for the first time since betrayal had fractured her world, she felt something dangerous and beautiful unfolding. Not recklessness. Not rescue. But possibility.

The fragmented pieces of it, scattered between me, Zane, and apparently now Sonya, they all explode at once, the magic trying to find a new host. I scream, dropping to my knees as pain unlike anything I've ever felt tears through me. "Reign!" Sonya's already beside me, her hands on my face with fear. "What's happening?" "The curse... it's broken... but the fragments..." I can barely get the words out. "Someone has to... absorb them... or they'll kill... everyone in range..." "Then I'll do it." Sonya replies fiercely, her eyes fixed on me. "Tell me how."

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...

"You should be grateful that you can help Alex live like a normal person again, instead of standing here complaining. "If I hear you complain again, we're getting divorced. "Besides, you're useless now. Without me, you're nothing." Seeing that I remained silent, Josie sneered and shoved a bag of ointment into my hands before walking away. She probably thought I was afraid. But she forgot that the excessive sleeping pills had already caused my organs to fail. I wouldn't even live long enough to see the day we divorced. The day after Josie left, I received a call from my mother.

Angela nodded causing a drop of tear to leap out of her eye. "What should I do?" she finally broke down and asked the question that was tormenting her for so long. She was clueless. "Give yourself some time. If you want to move on then move on. But do not get tangled in a relationshiop with someone while having feeling for someone else," Alicia felt for this poor girl. The girl who once only radiated happiness and spread smiles was now all broken, asking her for a way. What her son has done to her.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.