Novel & Cerita Emmaline Shatter Me

she screams, hitting the window with her fist, but her arms are too weak to do any damage to the window "There's no getting rid of me Emily" she lets out a long chuckle that slowly grows into a loud laugh the more Emily tried to break the window Frustrated, she grabs a chair and continuously hits the window with it. Finally it cracks. "Always remember this Emily, I am you-" *smach* "You are me" *smach* "And I am no one" With one finally hit, the glass from the window comes crashing down. "What is going on here" a nurse runs in from the hallway, to find Emily standing barefoot in shattered glass. "Oh my goodness, ma'm are you okay?" she runs to Emily's side, takes her hand and guides her care

The question lingered in my mind: where did he even find the resources to throw such extravagant gatherings? Heading to the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of water, mustering the courage to confront Edward. Returning to the room, I hurled the water at him, breaking the glass as it shattered on the floor. "What the hell!" he exclaimed, his gaze locking onto me. "Are you sober now?" I demanded, discarding the glass with a resonating crash. The women looked at me in shock, their expressions betraying a mix of fear and disbelief. Perhaps I was on the brink of insanity dealing with this fool.

Today, I turn eighteen. I lived in the Blood-moon pack, the tenth pack of the ten founding packs. It was a privilege to stay in a pack like this. At least that was what I was told every morning and night by the head maid and chef. My name is Emma, and I’m an orphan. My mother died the day I was born - at least that was what the pack members told me. Not like they ever let me forget. I was the girl who killed her mother.

My jaw clenched, teeth grinding together, I had the urge to put a bullet through their heads. Why did they think they could claim her? She was mine. The bidding escalated, and I raised my card, my voice firm. "One million dollars." Gasps filled the room. Emma's eyes darted wildly with fear, her lips parting in a silent scream. She knew I wasn't bidding out of kindness. I nodded, confirmingmy bid of one million dollars. Marco, my longtime rival, emerged from the shadows, his gaze locked onto Emma. "I'll raise that to two million."

The memory was a shard of glass in my heart. “What we had?” The words were quiet, but they cut deeper than a shout. “You mean the years you let me believe I was broken, while you knew the truth? The art you stole from me? The child you murdered? That’s not a marriage, Vincent. That’s a damnation.” "It was a misunderstanding! It was all Sophia’s plan!" Vincent sobbed, tears and blood mixing on his face. "I already made her pay! I made her life a living hell!"

Noting my silence, she continued with mock distress, "Does this mean you won't forgive me? I really am sorry. You're not that petty, are you?" Hearing her words, Evan looked at me. He was clearly annoyed, and his voice was tinged with irritation. "Is it really necessary to be this petty? She's already apologized sincerely." I turned toward him, suppressing my anger. My voice was cold but controlled. "I just need a few minutes of your time. Can we do that?" He sighed impatiently. "If you drink that glass, then I'll listen." Taking a deep breath, I raised the glass and forced down the wine in one choking swallow.

Adam commented with a goofy grin, nudging the boys around him. “And you’re not so smart,” I replied, tossing his paper to him. He looked at the 85 at the top and shrugged. “Well, we can’t all be Olive,” he said, glancing in my direction. “Maybe... except Sara. She’s like the new you.” My expression flickered, just slightly. I didn’t want to give anyone the satisfaction of knowing how that line stung. Then I raised my voice, “Wait—I can’t find my own test script.”

Just before the bomb exploded, I closed my eyes in despair and sent one final message through mind-link. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I hereby sever my Mate Bond with you." And with that, I cut the mind-link.

EMMA The night that should have been the best night of my life almost sent me back to the goddess. I was so excited that day; tonight would be the night I would officially be announced as Anthony's mate and Luna. I could barely keep my excitement within me waltzing and humming to myself that evening. As I walked past the hall, a group of high-ranking she wolves brushed shoulders with me. "Out of the way, nitwit." The blonde one hollered at me shoving me. I muttered an apology as I pushed past them. No one could ruin my mood. I was the happiest I had ever been in my entire life.

"You hate me that much? In our last life, we were married. And now, even getting near you scares you?" He gave a bitter smile and smashed the vial on the floor. "Don't worry. I've done enough wrong. I won't hurt you again. I just came to see you and talk to you." Lillian lowered the speaker, but her voice remained cold. "There's nothing to say." Elton opened his mouth, but a voice crackled through the studio's speakers. Tanya yelled, "Useless! I knew you'd fail. Fine! If you don't hurt her, you can both die!"