For The Shattered Things Novels & Stories

Every step she stumbled, my vision blurred. She was there In the Rift and I couldn’t follow. Not without breaking the world. I gripped the stone edge of the altar, the air around me rippling. Thunder cracked in the distance—unnatural, not of this realm. The moon trembled. I could feel its light flickering like a candle in a storm. Something had shifted. The Soulshard lay shattered on the ground beside me, still humming. Still glowing faintly with the echo of our son’s voice but now, it was cold and silent.

Adyant had dropped the call and with that Veda was again left alone in the world of colors and darkness. Veda stood frozen, her phone still pressed to her ear. The woman's voice haunted her. "Adyant, baby...". Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. The echoes of her broken heart lingered in the darkest of the night as moon faded away in the veil of clouds, leaving only whispers of ruin and a tale of shattered heart behind. She felt cheap. Used. A mere convenience for Adyant. The art studio, once her sanctuary, now seemed suffocating and dark.

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.

Tonight, the rain came down like the day Edgar and Silas kicked me out of the car. But this time, things were different. I was standing under the eaves, watching them get drenched. They looked like a total mess, and their suits were all wrinkled. Silas was the first to speak up. "Cecilia! The board fired us, and now, we're blacklisted in the industry! We can't even get a job! How could you do this to us?"

The chains isn't something she can break from. He dashed into the dungeon to see things for himself. He was shocked and stared at the melted chains. Someone had tampered with the chains and break through. It wasn't unlocked, it was destroyed, melted. She was helped. There was no way someone who has been heavily poisoned be able to escape. Who and how did she get the medicine that melted the chains? The guards and the messenger had all flooded in. They stared at the scene before them. This is unexplainable. "You come along and explain what you know to the alpha" the messenger suggested. He wouldn't be able to explain anything to the alpha on their behalf.

I nodded to Nathan and we both got out of the car slowly, not really sure if we wanted to go in. I stepped over the threshold of the place I called home for the past few months. The once spotless foyer laid out destroyed in front of my eyes. The pristine tile was crumbling under the once majestic chandelier that gravity helped explode on the shining surface. Glass littered the ground that wasn't occupied from other debris. The dark pattern of a wolf and moon was almost indistinguishable by now.

How could something so beautiful, so promising, turn into a haunting reminder of shattered trust? In her anguish, Chloe's emotions erupted like a volcano, and she found herself tearing at the physical remnants of their love. The room became a chaotic battlefield, strewn with the debris of her shattered heart. It was as if her actions mirrored the turmoil within her, a desperate attempt to find release from the tormenting memories that haunted her.

“And you’re stalling.” “Observing,” the Shadow corrected. The fracture widened. A second line formed. Then a third. The entire threshold realm—this space of pure opposition—began to splinter like glass under pressure. Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “What did you do?” The Shadow stepped back. Not in retreat. In release. “I removed the boundary.” The world shattered. --- The Collapse of Isolation The threshold didn’t dissolve. It broke open. And everything flooded in at once. Pain.

“The shard—it’s still active.” She turned to face it, her jaw set. “Then we end this, together.” --- We approached the shard side by side, our combined presence steadying the chaotic energy swirling around it. Aria reached out first, her hands trembling but sure. I followed, placing my hand over hers. The energy surged, trying to repel us, but we held firm. Together, we channeled our strength, pushing back against the artifact’s dark power. The shard let out a final, anguished scream before shattering into a thousand pieces, the light fading as the fragments fell to the ground.

My chest felt tight and I found it difficult to breathe as I stormed across the room in outrage. I swiped everything off the vanity in one furious motion. The vase shattered the moment it hit the floor, shards of glass scattering across the carpet as water seeped into the rug, the necklace skidding across the room, but I didn't care. “How dare he” I said lowly, my eyes glazed. “How dare he think I will accept this pitiful apology. Like a cheap whore!” I screamed. I was startled by the sound of my own voice but it wasn't enough to stop me. I turned on the rest of the room, grabbing anything I could find. Taking a hold of the lamp, I smashed it against the wall as the chair toppled over with a