Novel & Cerita Cast Of Shattered Ice

“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

Shattered Grace's POV I woke to the sound of shouting, my head pounding like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull. The world swam in and out of focus as I tried to remember where I was. The last clear memory I had was talking to Kyle at the party, then everything became a hazy blur of spinning rooms and Kyle's panicked face as he helped me to... somewhere. "—knew you were pathetic, but this?" Jace's voice cut through the fog in my brain like a blade. "Even I didn't think you'd stoop this low."

"You are nothing. You were born from death, and death is all you'll bring." Those words have followed Zara Cole every single day of her seventeen years alive. Her mother died bringing her into the world, and her father - the Beta of Ironveil Pack - never let her forget it. While her brother trains to inherit their father's title, Zara trains in the dark. Alone. Unseen. Better than all of them. She is the top student. The fastest warrior. The girl nobody looks at twice. Until the day everything changes. When a transfer student named Mira walks into the pack training and decides - for reasons Zara cannot explain that she wants to be her friend, the walls Zara built brick by

Suddenly, the rogues crouched down and I could hear bones break It was going to freaking shift How peachy? I shut my eyes because I wasn't ready to see the human version of that rogue "And so we meet" It was a woman's voice I gathered strength and raised my head. She was now standing behind two rogues Her eyes were aurburn brown and she had a scar running from her left eye to the base of her neck I shivered to the thought of how she got it.

But she's strong, she's an Alpha and a Lycan at that. " I have started working on your release. A healer is working on preparing an antidote that would break the chains so you can be free.." Richard replied. Isabella said nothing else. She felt a ray of hope in those words. She wished she could live to see the day that antidote would arrive. If Lukas confronts her at this point, she knows she would fall before him like a weakling. Infact, the weakest of the warriors would defeat her in her present state.

Liam stood nearby, silent, unreadable. "Come," Ella said softly, guiding me to the couch. "I'm sorry. Was I shouting too much?" I tried to smile, to ease her guilt. But it came out twisted, hollow. "It wasn't your shouting," I said, my voice weak. "It was the glass. When it shattered, it... brought something back." "Oh, dear." Her hand closed gently over mine, trying to steady the tremble. "Here," Liam said quietly, offering me a glass of water. I stared at him for a moment, surprised. Then I took it. The cold water slid down my throat and seemed to calm the storm in me, at least for now.

“I’ll try. But right now… you’re toxic.” The call cut off. I sat frozen, the word toxic reverberating in my skull until it drowned out everything else. My pulse roared in my ears. My breaths came shallow. Everything I’d built, everything I’d bled for—gone, shattered like glass on pavement. With shaking hands, I tried to call Ethan. He'd know something. He'd know what to do, which string to pull, whom to call. But before I could shift the car into gear, a burst of headlights swerved across my windshield. Tires screamed. A black van cut and pinned me in.

The fallout from the dinner party still echoed in Elara’s mind as she stood before the large, ornate mirror in her apartment. Her reflection stared back at her, but she barely recognized the woman she had become. The carefully crafted facade of Elena Grey had done its job—Cassia’s deception had been exposed, Adrian had been left reeling, and the carefully constructed world they had built together was beginning to crumble. But as satisfying as that victory had been, Elara couldn’t ignore the emptiness it left behind.

Leo's face had frozen in shock, and Isabella had actually had the audacity to smirk. "Rachel, I—" Leo started, but she didn't let him get far. "Don't," she had said, trying to keep her voice even despite it shaking with her rage and hurt. "Just… don't." She had fled the apartment, her vision blinded by tears, and it was Noah who had been there to pick up the pieces. He had enfolded her in a steady, comforting hold. Noah had been her lifeline, the one who reminded her that not everyone in her life was so capable of betrayal.

He sank onto the floor, staring at the broken chair pieces. “Fuck!” he muttered under his breath. Every piece of wood on the ground reminded him of how his trust had been shattered. In that moment, he felt as if his whole life was splintered like the chair. Outside, the sound of a car approaching made him sit up. He went to the window and pulled the curtain aside just a little, careful not to be seen. In the parking lot, he could make out Dante’s figure alongside two others. Rico, who always tried to be strong, looked barely able to stand, while Gio and Leo carried their own marks of injury. Their faces were tired and pained.