Shatter Me Book 1 Novels & Stories

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 🥲💞💞😩

I didn’t faint. I shattered.

The crystal warmed on my chest, pulled from the box, its hum syncing with our gasps. Climax crashed—hers first, walls milking me, my cum spilling hot inside her. But as we peaked, the crystal shattered with a crack like thunder, shards flying. A wail filled the room, spectral—Mira, solidifying from mist, eyes wild. 'Forgive... protect...'

Chapter 56: On a Throne Of Blood and Shadow The moment my fingertips skimmed the surface of the book, the world crumbled. I wasn’t falling. I wasn’t flying. I was unraveling. A million shards of reality shattered around me, warping, folding in on themselves, each with a flickering image—glimpses of things that were, things that could be, things that never were. And at the center of it all—

I continue to smash and destroy everything within reach, each crash and clatter echoing the turmoil in my mind. A framed picture of Graham and me, once a symbol of our partnership, now feels like a mockery. I grab it and throw it with all my might, watching as it shatters into fragments. The glass cuts my hand, but I barely feel it through the haze of rage and despair. The bookshelf is next. I yank books from the shelves, flinging them across the room. The titles blur together as they hit the walls and floor with dull thuds. The room, once a place of order and control, is now a chaotic mess, mirroring the ruin of my life.

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 😘😘😘😘

"The scars are permanent. You don't have to lift a finger to protect your creation—I'm already ruined. You broke me in ways the world can't even see. You still shine, untouchable. Untarnished. I faded away, just as you wanted me to—like your dirty little secret. So what more do you fucking want from me?!" He looked at me, and I looked at him—and something broke between us. I didn't know what it was. Whether it was him or me, his or mine. But I heard it. The crack. The shatter. The pieces falling like glass. And then—I felt them. Splinters of it, piercing through my skin, as Damien's hands slid around my waist and pulled me closer. My chest met his, and suddenly, I couldn't move. Couldn't pus

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

“You’re nothing to me now.” The room fell silent as the weight of Adrian’s words settled over them. Cassia’s face crumpled, her tears falling as she realized that her world was crumbling around her. Everything she had worked so hard to build—her marriage, her reputation, her life—was falling apart, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Elara watched with satisfaction as Cassia’s perfect world came crashing down. The sister who had taken everything from her was finally paying the price for her lies and deceit.

The vision tore itself from me like shattered glass, leaving my body trembling as though I had walked through fire and come out half-burned. The chamber blurred before my eyes, and only the sound of Damian’s voice anchored me, ragged and desperate as he caught me before I could collapse. His scent wrapped around me, grounding and dangerous all at once, but the shard was still there, pulsing inside my chest like a living wound. Its hunger whispered, clawing at the edges of my soul, but this time it wasn’t only my blood it reached for.