Apocalyptica Broken Pieces Novels & Stories

"Just come out and see me one last time, okay?" Albert's hand tightened around mine. Even this powerful business magnate's eyes were red and trembling. I knew he feared I might still feel sorry for Jeff. But how could I? I squeezed Albert's hand and shook my head at the butler. "Time for the ceremony." As the organ played, a dull crash echoed from the sand. Through the stained-glass window, I saw Jeff collapse into the surf like a fallen tree. The velvet box with the ring floated away into the deep blue.

Not only Caspian but Omar and Maya were also stunned when they saw the scene, and their jaws dropped. With a bang, Solana swung the massive ax. It seemed to have caused a rage of thunder, and there was an ear-splitting roar. She did not need to chop at the monster but just swept it across, and the Broken-Tooth Ape was sent flying like a fly. The Broken-Tooth Ape's entire bones were also shattered at every inch, and its muscles and flesh were turned into meat pulp as blood gushed out from its nose, ears, and mouth. Then, the Broken-Tooth Apes crashed into a wall. When it finally reached the ground, it was dead.

Because when she twisted Emily Diamond's prone neck, it snapped, and her small body, already weak and limp, fell still. “You wretch!” the demon shouted. Janice noticed the thing's body had begun to fade and she could almost, but not quite, see through her form to the other side of the room. “You murderous wretch.” Janice shrugged nonchalantly, even though inside she felt like screaming, like crying and howling and never stopping. She forced her next words out because to not do so was to give into the temptation of madness. “I guess what everyone said about me was right.”

It dissolved into mist, fading into nothingness and leaving him exposed. Elijah was quick to lift his hands, stepping forward and shoving his palms to Apollo’s chest – ensuring his fire touched him, and only him. But he didn’t need to. Lily tore through his shoulder. The brown wolf scraped its teeth down his face. And the wounds marring his chest came alive, the black magic no longer there to hold his blood and guts in his body. A gory tidal wave splashed out of him and then, with a cry of horror, Apollo fell to his knees.

The time was just 10 am, meaning Zeenah had left before that. He groaned angrily and wished there was a way he could destroy Aliyah for trying to destroy. The number she had been contacting him was not going through anymore. He had been trying for the last four days, but nothing. He couldn't reach her, there was no way he could beg her to clear the uncomfortable air she had created around them. His heart was a jumble of thick emotions. It ached, way more than he had thought it would. Needless to say, he was broken, entirely. He wished there was a miracle, a sudden miracle that would bring Zeenah back to her senses.

Now he faced a hollowed frame, all sharp edges and fragility, skin pale and stretched thin, shoulders jutting like wings broken under weight. It’s only been days, Alaric thought, his mind screaming though his face stayed still. Just days, and he’s shattered. How much more can fate steal from him before there’s nothing left? He drew Kael gently into his arms, pressing a kiss to damp hair, forcing his voice to stay steady. “Come, beloved. Let me bathe you. Let me hold you clean again.” But inside, he was breaking; crying, raging… Alaric guided Kael slowly into the washroom, his arm wrapped protectively around his waist. When the lamplight fell across Kael’s body, his breath stilled.

But there was also something else—unfinished echoes, wounds that had never been allowed to close. “Please,” Bella whispered, hesitating to actually look at Dave. She turned instead to Marcus, really looking at him for the first time in weeks. He was… ruined. The Alpha who had once moved about with an effortless air of confidence now seemed emptied of himself. The pallor of his skin was almost translucent, his eyes cloudy and sunken in dark orbits that would take a heavy toll in a lifetime yet to be lived. Shadows gathered beneath his eyes in dark reminders of restless nights and regret.

He yawned softly. “I’m sleepy.” Lucian pulled us both into his chest. For the first time in a long time the air felt calm. Quiet. Peaceful. But behind us. The cracked crystal gave one last pulse. Boom. A small piece broke off. And somewhere far away. A new howl answered. ~THE END~

But I had nothing to offer her, nothing but the remnants of a shattered heart and a relentless darkness that refused to be tamed. As soon as Lyla left, I called a meeting of my pack. We had important matters to discuss, matters that would determine the fate of our pack and the world we lived in. As Alpha, it was my duty to lead and protect them, and I would do so with the same ferocity that had earned me the title of the Broken Alpha. As the pack members gathered in the meeting hall, I could sense their unease. They could feel the storm brewing, the tension building beneath the surface of our fragile peace. My Beta, Cole, stood beside me, his expression unreadable, but I knew he shared my co

Hey guys, I want to thank everyone that was with me throughout the journey of this book and i appreciation you guys for supporting me even in my inconsistency. I want to use this medium to announce that Fallen Apart has finally come to an end. Yeah, it’s a bit heartbreaking to close the Chapter of Aria and Dave forever.