Second Book To Shatter Me Novels & Stories

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.

woven between shattered silences. He kisses her. My Thea. My mate. My bonded mate—even if the magic is gone. And for a second, the whole bar blurs. The sound cuts out. The lights flicker in my periphery like warning signals before an explosion. I growl. Low and deep and inhuman. The bottle slips from my hand and crashes against the ground, shattering like my control. Liquor and glass splash across my boots, but I don’t feel a damn thing. I’m already moving.

He warned her, "You hurt Rebecca. I'll never trust you again." At that moment, the last shred of her pride shattered completely. Despair and resentment consumed her entirely. She directed all her hatred toward me, convinced I was the reason for her downfall. Driven by revenge, she'd meticulously planned this attack. She'd expected Evan to stand by coldly and watch me get hurt. She never anticipated that he'd rush forward to shield me with his body. Knowing all this filled me not with pity, but cold indifference. Facing such hysterical resentment and malicious revenge, I instructed my lawyer without hesitation to pursue the harshest punishment possible, leaving her no mercy.

"…shattered. More than before." The raw vulnerability in her words, the fear laid bare, shattered something inside me. It wasn't anger. It was a profound, gut-wrenching understanding of the damage I'd done. The trust I'd annihilated. She was giving me everything, stepping off the cliff, and her only safety net was the terrifying belief that this time, I wouldn't let her fall.

He realized the scale of their mistake—the web of betrayal, the enemies within and without. Alina’s stomach dropped. “So everything we’ve been fighting for… all of it… it might be gone.” Dorian stepped closer, the fire behind him painting his face in shadows. “You can’t stop me, Nathan. You can’t even stop her.” Nathan’s hands clenched. “Watch me.” 6. Cliffhanger Ending Suddenly, the entire floor shook violently. Fire above them exploded, sending debris raining down. Alina shielded her head, clutching the USB fragments.

That’s what I’d told her. That’s what I believed. And yet now… every time I touched someone else, I felt like I was the one shattering. I buried my face in my hands and let out a guttural noise, somewhere between a laugh and a curse. Fuck. What the hell was happening to me? I used to be stone. Unshakable. Unfazed. But one broken girl with haunted eyes and her father’s cursed blood was unraveling me thread by thread. And the worst part?

I would pack Luna’s things and mine, leave this city, run my business remotely, and leave the house that still smelled like Mark, leave the woman who had quietly taken my place in my daughter’s stories and my damn husband’s bed. I will go for a clean break. A new start somewhere the neighbors didn’t know my shame. And right now, just one reckless night with the man who looked at me like I was worth ruining for… it didn’t feel like betrayal anymore. It felt like survival. I lifted my chin, met his gaze, and let another tear fall on purpose. “Yes,” I whispered. “It is.” The words barely left my mouth before I moved. I grabbed the back of his neck with both hands and pulled him down hard. My mo

she replied. "I see. Then I guess I will have to make you feel that I am alive and it is dead. I think it has been two years since you have forgotten what I can do. I guess I will have to make you remember." He said it icily. "And what can you do?" I am more powerful than you; I am the second-most powerful and richest businesswoman in this country. Do you think you can touch me?" She said it confidently. "Aww, it's good, you are the second. Have you ever thought of who the first? "I guess you don’t know," he replied coolly, his legs crossed together.q

Chapter Seventy-Three The Weight of Secrets Stephanie's POV The world seemed to be muffled-off, like I was standing inside a bubble, cocooned away from any person. The soft thrum of Noah's space heater in the living room was the only thing really cutting through to me. It had all changed now, but it didn't feel really real. My fingers strayed absently across the edge of the coffee table, the wood beneath my fingertips cold and smooth. I tried to focus, but my mind began to wander to the mayhem of the past several days.

But now all because of her I can't focus, I kept turning the pages of the book only checking the headings, I have already checked two books but nothing, there is nothing about how to break a mate bond in them. My vision was already starting to turn black out of anger, I slammed my fist on the table as my hands began to shake, I could feel anger and pressure built up in me, I can't think Straight, it's like something is trying to control me... I placed my hands on my head trying to stop the voice from controlling me, "kill her and everything would be back to Normal" it commanded, my entire body was shaking now as I collapsed on the chair in front of me..