Order To Read Shatter Me Series Novels & Stories

Seeing you standing right there ignited something in me and I thought, 'Why can't I have a little fun? It was just supposed to be for fun but heck, I fell for you. However, you kept lying to me." "I didn't.... I didn't ... didn't mean to," I tried to explain. "Shut up, I haven't asked for your explanation," he cut me off. "Hale, Trisha, the New Order, you are all ants I can easily crush with my foot. At this point, do you want to know what is happening to your precious New Order?

Books in timeline order, 1) Noah, an Omega's story 2) A Broken Alpha 3) Claudius, a Delta's Fight for Love (This book's timeline runs between Noah's book, and ends between A Broken Alpha, and Reid's book. But should not be read before A Broken Alpha) 4) Alpha Reid and the Hybrids 5) Maddox, the Broken Alpha 6) River Pack and the Vampires

Then he clears his throat to speak, and when he does, his voice is low and authoritative, eerily reminiscent of his father, and his words give me déjà vu. He cups his hands around his mouth, calling out. “Listen up, recruits!” THE END. ************************************** That’s a wrap on the six-pack series! Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. My next book is a standalone connected to the six-pack universe; keep an eye out for Cal and Nessa’s story, BROKEN BOND, to start releasing in late August/early September. To stay in the loop about future releases, join the pack by following me on I n s t a g r a m : c.j.primer

I try again to mind link him with no answer. I hear footsteps down the hall coming towards my door. I quickly stand as tall as possible, which is hard because I am so tired and my legs barely hold me up anymore. I have to though; I refuse to show him any sign of weakness. The door opens and in walks Shane, his signature smirk and a rose. "Good morning beautiful!" ***End of Book 1*** Book 2 titled: The Rogue's Winter Revenge is complete and can be found here on Good Novel now! Make sure you put the ' in Rogue's 😘😘😘😘

And at the center of it all, he felt it — the terrible pull, stretching him in two directions, light and shadow tugging against each other. His fists clenched. His jaw ached from grinding his teeth. “Sierra!” he roared into the night. Only the wind answered. But in his head, faint and broken: I can’t stop it. Gloria’s POV The ritual circle shattered. The runes buckled under a tide of black fire, the stone splitting apart like flesh. Elara screamed, the sound torn raw from her throat, echoing down the catacombs. Patricia collapsed to her knees, hands clamped to her skull, keening through clenched teeth.

[This chapter contains mature content‼️, please skip if you are uncomfortable reading it.] Lucas Hayes pushed her towards his bedroom with so much urgency. He pushed her towards the wall as his hands grabbed her boobs. He was too rough in his actions. Elaina Moore was mourning loudly from the pleasure she was receiving. He pushed her on the big bed and then tore her dress into shreds.

Dante The door banged shut behind me, rattling the walls as I stormed out of the study. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles cracked. I needed a drink—something to dull the fire coursing through my veins before I burned everything to the ground.

"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

He slammed into me hard and wild with no mercy or warning just going straight in expanding me to my limit as I tried to accommodate his monster. I gasped. I shivered. I cried. Tears slipped down the side of my eyes smearing fresh mascara stain on me “This is what you wanted right?” He asked as he slammed in again.

Clara's POV The harsh, artificial blue light of my phone screen burned my retinas in the pitch-black kitchen. He isn't who you think he is. Go to the Grand Pearl tomorrow at noon. Room 412. See for yourself. I read those sixteen words over and over, staring at the screen until the sharp black font blurred into meaningless, jagged shapes against the white background. My thumb hovered half an inch over the glass, trembling violently. Every survival instinct I possessed—every hard-won habit of submission I had learned over four years of domestic warfare—screamed at me to press delete.