Lord Of A Shattered Land นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The rooftop was a war zone. Flames from the burning Foundation painted the night sky crimson, smoke curling into the air like black serpents. The wind howled across the ledges, rattling debris and scattering papers, wires, and sparks. The city below remained oblivious, the chaos above hidden from the world that depended on the fragments Nathan and Alina now fought to control. Nathan’s chest heaved as he faced Lucas, who clutched the glowing USB fragments like a lifeline. Behind him, Dorian stepped forward from the shadows, calm as ever, eyes glinting with cold amusement.

POV: Kael The instant Liora's eyes opened, the Heart Chamber erupted into complete chaos. A deafening roar burst from the depths of the shattered prison as Malakar forced more of his colossal body into the ancient sanctuary. His enormous horns scraped the cavern ceiling, sending torrents of stone crashing toward the ruined city below. Crimson fire poured through widening fractures beneath his feet, while the Moonstone above answered with desperate waves of silver light that rippled across every wall. The collision between those opposing forces transformed the entire mountain into a battlefield where light and darkness struggled for dominion.

"Sometimes it's easier to confess to a stranger. I may not know the details of your pain, but I can see the fire within you. And I believe that everyone deserves a chance to right the wrongs done to them" His voice resonated within me, stirring a glimmer of hope within. I thought I would spend countless nights drowning in anguish, feeling utterly alone. But now, here was a stranger offering his assistance, someone who seemed to understand the depth of my desires and revenge. "I won't pretend to know what you've been through" Gideon continued, his voice filled with empathy. "But I've had my fair share of battles, internal and external. Sometimes, the best way to heal is to face those who have

I smiled, feeling a sense of closure and liberation. “This is it,” I whispered to the empty room. “This is my story. Shattered Vows, but rebuilt life.” Darius leaned over, brushing a kiss against my temple. “And it’s beautiful,” he said softly. “Just like you.” I laughed quietly, the sound full of relief and contentment. “It’s our story too, in a way.” He nodded, holding my hand. “Every part of it. Every scar, every mistake, every triumph. And now… we get to write the next chapters together.”

That venomous woman would stop at nothing to ruin her life. “What does she want now?” Isla asked bitterly. “She wants you gone, Isla. And Killian… he’s not himself. I’ve seen him spiral before, but never like this. He looks haunted. Lost. Obsessed.” Isla scoffed. “Obsessed? Now he cares? After everything he let happen to me?” Liam stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You know how he is. His pride, his control — it’s all slipping. And he hates it. He’s desperate to fix what he broke.”

Everyone leaned out of their seats a bit towards me, but I waved them off while clearing my throat. I know I just heard him wrong- Giovanni fucking Lombardi. As in Zane's pure enemy. Leader of the Sicilian mafia. What in the actual fuc— "I would ask if you need water but it kinda almost just killed you so-... are you okay?" Bubbles rambled and I just nodded while finally clearing up my throat. "You've gotta be shitting me. Giovanni fucking Lombardi." I scoffed while laughing in pure disbelief. They all looked at me as if I were crazy... which I am so I didn't take any offense.

All it took was some kind words to get this book to where it is now and that's why I keep on saying, I LOVE Y'ALL I know that I once completed this book before having written only twenty chapters but y'all still stayed for more when I decided to prolong it and that meant a lot I can't believe we've come this far and it's all thanks to all of you The book is now almost coming to an end Will Andrea finally get her wish to be unshattered or will it all end up with her being shattered instead. Stay tuned to find out . Once again, I love y'all 🥲💞💞😩

Not to mention the gravel that was thrown around by the shock wave. The armed infantry vehicles exploded, and the debris and gravel mercilessly pierced the soldiers' bodies, penetrating their bones, tearing their muscles, and exploding their heads. Alexander had unleashed a merciless attack on the Mendoza family. "No, this is impossible!" 20 kilometers away, in the commander's vehicle, a horrified Leo watched the footage on the screen. "I—Is this man human? How can a human be so powerful? Is he…the Lord of War?" "He is the Lord of War!"

They were on their knees. I walked forward, my Shadowborn army at my back, their presence a suffocating darkness that clung to the very fabric of reality. They did not breathe. They did not speak. They were death incarnate. This land was once mine. I ruled it with honor, with strength. But honor was a weakness. A fool’s game that had led to my downfall. Not this time. A low, guttural growl tore through the silence. I lifted my gaze as Luca emerged from the wreckage. His golden eyes burned with rage, his body battered and bruised, blood smeared across his chest. He had always been one of the strongest wolves in my pack—loyal, fierce. But loyalty had its limits.

The thought of losing Theodore, the baby I carried, nurtured, protected made my chest burn. Adrien’s gaze softened. “You’re going to win, Serena. You’ve done everything right.” I nodded, but my heart still thudded painfully. Then the door opened, and Killian walked in. I froze. He looked.....broken. Not angry, not arrogant, not cold, just broken. His eyes were swollen, red-rimmed. His shoulders slumped. He looked like a man who’d been awake all night and still lost the fight. For a moment, my breath hitched.