Novel & Cerita Shatter Me Book

Right there. A raw sting of pain shot through me. “Ouch... Finnian...” “Yes,” he whispered. “Say it. Again.” “Make me release,” I pleaded, breathless, broken. He moved faster. “Ahh... Finn... no, don’t stop...” My voice echoed through the dark, through the trees, through every broken part of me. And then... I shattered. I gasped so loud. He watched me, his hands were still on me, he breathed roughly, his eyes were dark and unreadable.

"On the day your sister got engaged, I made a rare trip home… and then happened to meet you. And then we… well…" He coughed softly, trying to hide his embarrassment. But I was too stunned by the dramatic revelation to react. I had heard rumors about the unloved firstborn vampire prince in my previous life, but I never imagined I'd be tied to him. Everything was happening too fast. I hadn't even caught up when a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. I clutched his arm tightly. "Oh no… I'm going into labor—now…"

"No. I need to do this alone. But thank you for offering." We hung up, and I sat on my couch wondering what Mirabel had written. Knowing my sister, it was probably full of guilt and self-pity. But maybe, just maybe, there was something real in there too. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Anthony. "My father dissolved the partnership with Samuel today. It's official." I read the message twice, then typed back. "How is he taking it?" "Not well. But it's done." "And how are you taking it?"

The creatures screeched and burned as they touched the fire, but more kept coming, kept pressing, kept trying to find a way through. The noise was deafening. The heat from Kael's shield was intense, and sweat dripped down my face. The ground beneath us began to shake, cracks forming in the stone as the fire heated the rock. Then the floor gave way. I screamed as I fell, the torch flying from my hand, the darkness swallowing me whole. I felt Kael's arms wrap around me, felt his body twist beneath mine, felt him pull me against his chest and cover me with himself. Then everything went blank.

Another’s annihilation. The thought follows me like a shadow. Which a "Shatterpoint"

I thought I could rebuild what I had shattered with my lies, my betrayals, my cowardice. But now… Now, everything lies in ruins. Everything is ashes. The life I thought I could salvage has burned away, leaving nothing but smoke and regret. . . . . . . . . . . . Hey Guys!! I hope you all are liking this book so far if yes then please do let me know also I have uploaded Ryan Eva Damon Shefali and Kayden's images on my i*******m. Those interested please have look and let me know your opinions via messages or comments.

Chapter 140. Vera’s POV. Glass shattered against the wall, the sound sharp and violent as it echoed through my room. Another bottle followed, then another, my hands shaking as rage tore through me like fire. My chest heaved, my breath coming fast and uneven, my head spinning with hatred… with jealousy… with failure.

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It got worse when I got into my apartment and saw all the couples photos I took together with Fred, our couple items like tea cups and night wears, feeling so betrayed and lost, I began tearing everything apart and destroying them, I smashed the tea cups and slammed our picture frames, I went ahead to tear all of our couple clothes, everything that reminded me of him needed to be broken My room was a mess, but most of all I was a total mess, my hair was scattered and unrecognizable at this point, I was panting and breathing heavily, my hand was bleeding from all the things that I've smashed, I love Fred, I love him so much that I could do anything for him, I love him so much that I could giv

My voice cracked into yells, screams, curses I didn’t even know I had in me. He didn’t stop. He didn’t soften. He drove me harder, like he wanted to brand me into this glass, like he wanted me to never forget how he looked when I shattered under him. And I let him. I gave him everything. My voice. My tears. My shame. My need. I was undone, shameless, shaking and pleading for more even when my body was splintering apart. When I broke, it was catastrophic. I screamed, clawed, sobbed, my body collapsing against him even as he kept going, wringing me dry. He held me there… against the mirror, against myself… until I was nothing but fragments in his hands.