Shatter Me Book 1 Novels & Stories

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.

His hand goes over to my towel, unwrapping it from my body with one swift move I didn’t see coming. A gasp pulls out of my mouth, and without thinking, I smash the vase on his head. It shatters, cascading over the floor. “Fuck! Laura! How could you!?” He roars, darting around, his hand clasped over his bleeding temple. Blood spurt over the white tiles of the bathroom. But I don’t fucking wait, I run. And Liam comes after me, eyes raging. Tbc

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

Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion. ~ Present.... I sigh lightly and roll over on my stomach. Everything seems so surreal. I really made the cut. I turn on the television and immediately my face flashes across the screen. I scream in horror and scramble to a sitting position while turning up the volume. A few minutes later, I hear heavy footsteps and my bedroom door is swung open. "What is wrong with you, young lady?" My sister, Danielle questions in a no-nonsense tone. She was about to say something else but she froze, her eyes snapping to the television screen.

she said. I turned to her, my body stiff. “Excuse me?” She tilted her head, her dark eyes glinting. “Take off your clothes.” I clenched my fists. “If this is some kind of—” “It’s not,” she interrupted smoothly. “But if you want to survive here, you’re going to have to let go of whatever shame you’re still clinging to. Clothes, Winnie. Now.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry. My hands trembled as I reached for the hem of my dress, my heart pounding in my chest. I had been exposed before. I had been stripped of dignity more times than I could count. But this felt different.

she whispers tiredly. “Good morning, brown eyes. I am right here.” I say. Gracie turns to me and smiles. I try my best to smile back. The truth is, my heart is hurting for her. She looks down, and that is when she notices her scars and cuts are in full view. Panic takes over her face, and she yanks at the tee to cover them back up, and then her eyes meet mine again. I see tears in her eyes, and shame takes over her face. “Y-Y-You saw them?”

While his body was ripped into pieces and no place in the library was free of blood. "Mike." I said barely above a whisper while tears kept on falling from eyes. My whole world had shattered into pieces and dust. *** Keep reading the book for more awaited fun especially in the next chapter. Love, EemanFaisal25

"If you are her." Seraphina could not speak. Could not move. "Because if you are," he said. "Then I have spent three years grieving a woman I threw away for a lie. And I do not think I can survive finding out I was right." "Damien." The name slipped out before she could catch it. Not Mr. Cross. Damien. His face broke. "Open the door." Her hand was already moving. She watched it move as if from a very long distance. She slid the chain off. Stepped back.

But another part, the part that remembered being little and thinking Mirabel was the smartest, strongest person in the world, that part couldn't let go so easily. "Fine. One conversation." "Thank you. Where?" "The coffee shop on Main Street. One hour." I hung up before she could say anything else. I sat there gripping the steering wheel, and I realized I was about to come face to face with the person who had broken everything. And I had no idea what I was going to say to her.

A memory of that day flashed forward in my mind, it was so intense I felt my knees buckle and I vaguely could feel them crack as they hit the tiled floor. My father had stopped cutting the second he heard Ace come home from practice, “Next time, you’ll have to learn to be more quiet- or else I might have to bring Ace down here and practice on him instead.” Bile rose in my throat, quiet, I could do that. “Wait here for an hour or so, then figure out a way to untie yourself.” His receding footsteps were all I heard, I was too weak with the loss of blood to open my eyes. I’ll just rest here until I can open them… and then I faded into nothing “What the fuck was that Aurora?” I came too as Benne