Shatter Me Book 1 Novels & Stories

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."

Dawn says calmly as she soothes my back. But I can’t. I can’t breathe. My chest tightens. My lungs seize. I wheeze, sucking in quick gasps that don’t reach deep enough. My ears ring. My skin is cold. Everything tilts sideways. It’s like my body is here, but the rest of me is floating just above it, watching from some detached place. I can feel the surrounding panic rising like steam. But inside, everything is still. Empty. Broken. I am standing inside the ruins of a dream. The tears don’t come. Not yet. What comes first is a stillness so sharp it cuts me open. I thought he loved me. I really, truly thought he was the one.

Chapter Twenty-Two Alpha Lir POV The glass doesn’t shatter—it just breaks apart in my hand. One second I’m holding a crystal tumbler of aged scotch, the next my palm is burning, filled with red cuts and sharp, glittering pieces. I don't flinch. I don't even feel the sting. "Lir, your hand."

"Your belongings have already been shifted to the estate. Your mother and sister have moved to a house in Connecticut. Paid for, utilities included, medical attention taken care of for your mother. All as contracted." He said it like he was expecting thanks. Like I was going to thank him for shattering my world and putting the pieces back together. "Can I see them? Before we leave?" "No." Like that. No sorry, no let me persuade you. "They're my family…. " "And now I'm your family." His voice turned icy. "The quicker you accept that, the better this will be." I had wanted to fight him. Wanted to scream that he couldn't just cut me loose from all the people I loved. But the deal was done. The

I barked, feeling my palm burn from striking his face. Liam’s expression shifted as his hand moved to his cheek. Then he covered the distance, gripping my neck so firmly, but just as quickly as he held me, he loosened his arms. A devilish smirk formed on his lips as he glared at me before turning and walking out of the room. I watched him move away without looking back, but my heart was utterly shattered. My knees gave out beneath me. I collapsed onto the floor while the book I hadn’t even realized I was still clutching slipped from my trembling arms and landed heavily beside me against the cold ground.

He said, gazing at me with fury and left. The door slammed shut behind him, locking me in darkness once more. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to stand. My legs felt like jelly, my body ached and my heart… my heart was completely shattered. Why? Why is this happening to me? First, it was Alex who shattered my trust… and now Daniel, the man I once thought was dead, had returned to destroy what was left of me. What did I ever do to deserve this kind of pain? Can’t I be happy, even for a moment? Can’t I live without constantly looking over my shoulder or fearing for the people I love?

Serena. I moved toward the corner and someone emerged, “not so fast,” she whispered. “You really think you can get away with this?” “With what?” “Wrecking my family,” she seethed. “I didn’t wreck your family, Serena. You can’t break what is broken.” The chilling silence enveloped the hall after she hit me. “I will ruin you, Seth,” she spat directly at me face before whipping her hair and sauntering down the hall. I couldn’t take it anymore. It was a horrible idea coming back here thinking that everything would somehow be normal.

Her moans muted by the glass but vivid enough to break me from the inside. My throat closes. My legs buckle. She throws her head back and calls his name, “Lucien…” I freeze. Lucien. The Lycan King. The most powerful man alive. My heart shatters in my chest. I stumble backward. I slip. The balcony edge disappears beneath me, and I fall. Wind rushes past me. My body spirals downward, concrete racing toward my skull. But just before I hit the ground, my wolf snaps into action. She takes control.

The moment he’s gone, the last thread of control shatters. I roar, guttural, and inhuman. The next second I'm tearing through the living room. My fist shatters a glass cabinet. The coffee table goes flying. I rip down curtains. A lamp crashes to the floor. The sound of splintering wood, shattering glass, and my own ragged breathing fills the house. But the burning, boiling fury inside me won't die. She is alive. She is with him. She's the Moonfire Healer. And she hates me.

As I fingered through the book, with no title, words began to glow and singed onto the worn parchment like magic. Inanna had stirred and I could feel the Lycan blood in me shift, each drop moving and flowing like lava through my veins and my eyes lit up like beacons absorbing the words from the page. It startled me and I dropped the book to the floor. As the thud of the heavy leather hit the floor and echoed throughout the endless room, books started flying off the shelves, pages fluttering towards me in a whirl of turbulence, surrounding me like a twister.