Apocalyptica Broken Pieces Novels & Stories

Cracks tore through the illusion’s form. “You are the grief I never allowed myself to heal.” The illusion shattered, splintering into hundreds of silver shards. “And I release you.” The shards dissolved into mist. Silence fell. Alessia collapsed to her knees, hands shaking violently. She gasped for air, each breath uneven and painful. Her whole body trembled—but her core did not collapse. It steadied, painfully and slowly, but it steadied. Kael’s voice reached her again, faint through the barriers.

The last of his walls completely, irrevocably shattered. The indestructible Alpha King, the most lethal predator in the Blackwood Mountains, finally broke. Hot, thick tears rapidly welled in his liquid-mercury eyes, spilling over his dark lashes to mix instantly with the steaming water raining down over his bruised face. A ragged, devastated sob violently tore its way up his throat, the sheer, crushing weight of everything they had almost lost finally overflowing. But before the sound could fully escape, a primal, absolute terror seized him again.

The vaulted ceilings sweated molten tears, and the screaming faces carved into the pillars seemed to wince, their stone mouths warped in silent dread. The palace tremored as Apollo slammed another demon scholar into a pillar of obsidian, the impact cracking the stone with a spiderweb of glowing fractures. The demon slid down the shattered surface, choking on ash, its limbs trembling. Shards of black glass rained around them, each fragment catching the red light like splinters of frozen blood. Apollo did not let him fall.

Pieces fell away like glass breaking. The First Maiden’s expression softened but not with pity, not warmth. Just certainty. “It has begun,” she whispered. “The Pact is waking fully. Your time is running out.” “Wait, there has to be more, tell me how to fix this!” She smiled, sad and sharp and knowing. “You already know.” The world shattered. Light slammed into me. The ruin chamber snapped back around me in a rush of breath and panic and heat as Kyren’s arms locked around my waist, pulling me hard against him.

"I don't know how to survive this. Don't know how to keep going when Hope's out there and I'm here. I don't know how to lead when I failed so completely. Don't know how to be anything except broken." "Then be broken," Lucian said gently, pulling me close. His voice was soft against my hair, tender in a way that made more tears come. "Be broken and continue anyway. Be shattered and still functional. Be destroyed and still fighting. That's all anyone can ask. That's all anyone expects. That's more than enough." I collapsed against him. Let him hold me while I broke. While two days of control shattered. While everything I'd been holding in came pouring out.

BACK TO PRESENT: The world didn't just go silent. It stopped and a thunderous crack rippled across every realm. Allistair’s body arched violently in Lucifer’s arms, Chaos spilling out of him in waves of colored black, red and white, each pulse a shattering force that broke the ground beneath them.

Her grip on Melanie’s left hand tightened even more, until the sound of something snapping could be heard. Melanie’s friends were immediately shocked by the sight. They never expected that the girl they’d bullied earlier that day—simply because she’d been approached by Albert, Melanie’s boyfriend—could break Melanie’s wrist so easily. It was a stark contrast to the girl’s reaction earlier that day, when she’d only been able to tremble in fear and cry.

But then she stopped and turned to face him again as if she forgot to say something. "And by the way, I never regret breaking up with you, don’t overdo it Lyken," she smiled sweetly and her voice came out naturally. Jada then went straight to her room while Lyken was rooted in his place. After everything she said so far, that last statement was the most heartbreaking. Of course, she really won't regret breaking up with him after what she saw. Who wouldn’t when everything she saw scarred her heart? Someone tapped Lyken’s shoulder, it was Kobe. Then Honey hugged him, she was crying. He knew she's hurt seeing her best friend like this. It was the same for him.