Emmaline Shatter Me Novels & Stories

Elena I’d always thought the worst part was over. That once the marriage ended—once the shouting, the betrayal, the divorce, and the long custody battle had all burned themselves out—I’d finally reached the calm after the storm. But peace is fragile. It cracks when someone like Daniel breathes your name again. When the past refuses to remain buried. And tonight, it shattered.

It obviously wasn't balanced, because as soon as she left it, it came back down and crashed on the floor in front of her. Daniel moved fast, scared of her hurting herself. Emma felt her body hit solid, warm muscle. The feel of his body was amazing. She hated that he could still make her feel this way. She let him pull her away from the broken glass turn her around. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Jan yielded at me. “Emma is a witch.” I babbled as I picked up my cup. I divulged from our last date together. I was watching Twilight: New Moon, and besides me was Frosty. Frosty was a handsome Samoyed young man. Emma and I adopted him from the Animal Shelter a few months after we got together. Frosty stays in my apartment with me because Emma is always traveling on business. Frosty is a snow-white little bud, with a cute little smile. The moment he met us, he made us his family.

She smacked her forehead, and turned around to call her back. "Melvina!" She called out. There was a halt in time. Emma could literally see the freeze in people's activities, and she pondered what she had done this time. They looked at like she had just committed treason. She cowered her head and cursed. " Yes, what is it?" Emma looked up, at Melvina's voice and smiled a bit. "Sorry, for shouting your name like that.. it seems..." Emma was interrupted by the flow of movements again. The stares were gone. She looked up at Melvina, startled again.

Was that the message she transferred to Mila? "N-no... I don't want that..." Emma whimpered and looked down. "I'm sorry...I just didn't want you to get hurt..." A few tears fell from her eyes as her body sunk to the ground and she broke down. "I don't know what to do... I'm toxic. I end up hurting the ones I love the most intentionally or unintentionally...what am I supposed to do to keep you safe without losing you?" Emma's shoulders shook as she covered her face with their hands.

It reminded me I was still here—still fighting. They wanted me to break. To be small. Afraid. Obedient. But I don’t shatter like glass. I absorb. I sharpen. The door creaked open, and I tensed. Emma stepped inside, looking like she’d just walked out of one of her rich-girl brunches. Perfect hair, designer heels, smug little expression like she’d finally won something she thought I’d stolen. She didn’t say anything at first. Just stared. I lifted my chin. “Come to watch what you built fall apart?”

Emma sat huddled on the frigid floor of her room, her anguished cries echoing off the walls as if pleading for release. Each tear that streamed down her cheeks felt like a torrent, threatening to drown her in remorse. Meanwhile, Shawn's once vibrant eyes were now a haunting shade of red, mirroring the agony he felt at her betrayal. Emma's self-loathing intensified with every passing moment, grappling with the weight of her decision to shatter his heart at her father's behest.

Fast-paced heavy metal-type chords thump my veins, the live sound of the music taking my breath away. My queue to come in is signaled by London who lets out a deep roar. Being a call-and-response song it was by far one of my favorites from Crash Course Rebellion and now I get to live it. I sing the melody, Jackie is in harmony and London's note is a growl. ~ "I can't fight it!" London and Jackie:"I can't fight it!" "There's a feeling deep inside when I look into the eyes of the monster!" "I see through it!" London and Jackie: "I see through the facade!"

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Broken and Listening Sera pov The voices filtered through the haze of medication like radio stations cutting in and out. Male. Deep. Familiar in a way that made my chest ache even through the fog of painkillers. Aiden. My mate. The one who didn't want me.