Shatter Me Book Pages Novels & Stories

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

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.

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

It was time to move on. The Shadows convulsed and oozed towards the urn with a ravenous intensity. But before I could change my mind, they engulfed it… shattering it into 1,000 pieces. Silver and black shards exploded into the air, piercing my chest and scattering across the room like a dark, malevolent rain. I fell to my knees as my heart shattered, once again, the shards piercing my very soul. I clasped my hand over my heart, struggling to draw breath, and fought to stem the tide of tears that threatened to overwhelm me.

And he said no. “Are you serious?” My voice cracked. Angry. Hurt. Humiliated. “Yeah.” He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. “I want you. Bad. But not like this. Not when you go home to him after.” I shoved his chest. Hard. He let me slide down. My heels hit the floor. My legs shook so bad I almost fell. Had to grab the mirror to steady myself. “You’re fucking kidding me,” I spat. Hands trembling. Body on fire. Freezing. Aching.

“She loves dogs so much but hates cats—it’s adorable. My hand slowed. The pages didn’t feel light anymore. I turned to the next page. A photograph slipped out and I caught it before it hit the floor. The glass in my hand slipped and shattered on the floor. My eyes locked on the blonde girl smiling back at me from the picture. "No. That couldn't be right"

Cracks bloomed across the mirror like spreading frost, splintering the distorted face into a thousand jagged smiles. Then the glass gave way. The mirror shattered with a violent crack, raining shards into the sink, tinkling like mocking applause. Seraphine collapsed, knees buckling. She curled onto the cold tile, arms wrapping tight around herself, rocking as tremors wracked her body. Her breath came ragged, shallow, tasting of dust and copper. She pressed her forehead to her knees, tears streaking hot down her cheeks. For a moment, she thought she might disappear entirely, break apart into ash like the words on her pages, scatter, and be forgotten.

⸻ 🌙 The Lost Pages The book slowly opened. 📖 ⸻ Its pages fluttered wildly. ⸻ Most were empty. ⸻ Destroyed. ⸻ Gone forever. ⸻ Yet one page remained intact. ⸻ One final page. ⸻ One hidden page. ⸻ A page nobody had ever seen before. ⸻ The page that existed before Memory Zero. ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 Before The First Question The page glowed softly. ✨ ⸻

"You are nothing. You were born from death, and death is all you'll bring." Those words have followed Zara Cole every single day of her seventeen years alive. Her mother died bringing her into the world, and her father - the Beta of Ironveil Pack - never let her forget it. While her brother trains to inherit their father's title, Zara trains in the dark. Alone. Unseen. Better than all of them. She is the top student. The fastest warrior. The girl nobody looks at twice. Until the day everything changes. When a transfer student named Mira walks into the pack training and decides - for reasons Zara cannot explain that she wants to be her friend, the walls Zara built brick by

What if the people I love most will always carry the power to destroy me? HOURS AFTER THE CONFRONTATION WITH LALA “Fiona, please. Just give me a second to explain.” Her voice cracks at the edges, but I stay rooted to the spot, my hands hanging uselessly at my sides. My chest rises too fast, too uneven, and I feel the tears sliding down my cheeks. I don’t wipe them away. She needs to see what she did to me. She needs to see what this has done.