Shatter Book Series Novels & Stories

"The journal mentions 'The Shattering.' It says after her final bond was formed, her mates changed. Became. aggressive. Possessive. And then they attacked her." "The Shattering?" Kai repeated, his mind already working, putting together bits of forbidden information. "I've only heard rumors it exists. A theoretical bond rejection extreme, perhaps? But not. fated murder." "It's not rejection," Rhea corrected, her eyes running over the intricate script. "It says the bond intensified, obsessed them. Warped their protective instincts into something ugly. They couldn't bear to share her, even with each other. They wanted her for themselves alone, and when they couldn't have that, they decided that

INVISIBLE NO MORE It's Monday. It's Monday and for the first time in my life, I am dreading school. Everyone must have heard by now. I have no doubt. First, the nobody, AKA me,is chosen over the elites, by an elite like themselves. And now, they are returning to school. The Elite 4 that chose me, are returning to school. London Morse, Luke and Brendan O'Connor, and Ken Longstruum are returning to school. Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

Chapter Forty Nine Rachel sat in her apartment, her mind racing with Vanessa's words: Be smart. Look for the cracks. Ruin her first. If there was one thing Rachel had learned in her chaotic, love-ridden life, it was that people rarely showed their true colors. Everybody had secrets, and she was determined to find Stephanie's.

The air in the city had a new kind of energy—a sense of renewal and possibility that Elara hadn’t felt in years. The storm that had torn through her life, uprooting everything she thought she knew, had finally passed. And now, in its wake, she stood at the precipice of a fresh start. The weight of Cassia’s betrayal no longer held her down, and the bitterness that had once consumed her had begun to fade, leaving in its place something unexpected: hope.

He paused, watching her closely, as if weighing whether or not she'd bolt. "So I pushed you away. I told myself I was protecting you, but really, I was protecting myself. From being revealed. From being open. From letting anyone know how fucking scared I was." A breath stuck in Isla's throat. Her fingers tightened around her cup. Killian continued, his voice softer now. "I thought that control was the only thing that prevented me from shattering. That if I just controlled everything—my business, my relationships, even you—I would never shatter. But I was wrong. I lost you, and I shattered."

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!"

I sat under the big tree behind the library.It was the only place that still felt untouched by whispers and stares. The air was still, like the world paused just to watch me break. A soft breeze brushed my cheek, but it couldn’t dry the tears already falling. I buried my face in my palms and let the sobs escape. “I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” I whispered to myself, shaking my head. “I just... In fact,I had not enough reason to set her up badly.

The void erupted in a blinding explosion of light, shards spinning like shattered stars. 4 — The Entity Contained The entity shrieked, writhing violently as Nathan’s consciousness merged with the fragments, anchoring the system but giving himself over entirely. Eva screamed, her form flickering and destabilizing as the core’s energy surged beyond her control. “No! This… cannot…” Alina focused, directing the fragments’ energy outward. The entity’s massive form shattered, scattering into shards of light, pieces of Eva flickering and dissolving. The void trembled violently, and for a brief, terrifying moment, it seemed as if the network itself would collapse — swallowing everything.

The Price of Defiance I made it to my bedroom before my legs gave out. My hands shook as I locked the door, pressing my back against the wood. The bravado drained from my body like water through a sieve, leaving behind the trembling, terrified girl I actually was. What had I done? Downstairs, voices erupted—my father's rage, my mother's tears, Victoria Ashford's cutting accusations. And beneath it all, Richard's voice, calm and controlled, like a predator deciding whether to pounce now or wait.