Shatter Me Book Pages Novels & Stories

Nothing. Frustration began crawling up my spine. Two days left. I wasn’t walking out without that folder. I moved to the bookshelf and began pulling books out entirely, not just flipping through them. Hardbacks hit the floor quietly but not gently. My patience was thinning. I stepped backward to grab another stack and my elbow hit something. A glass vase. It tipped. Time slowed. I lunged to catch it— Too late. It shattered against the floor. The sound was sharp. Loud. Echoing.

All the things I used to look forward to now cut deep into my heart. I quietly slipped into the shadows at the edge of the room without anyone noticing. My whole body was tense, but the tears kept falling despite how disgraceful it was. My chest ached as if it had been torn open. I pulled out my phone and sent my boss a message. "Something urgent came up. I'm leaving early." I got in the car, my mind blank. Suddenly, I remembered what the doctor had said and patted my chest, whispering to myself. "Don't cry… The doctor said I can't have any strong emotions… No crying…"

Note: The chapter contains mature content. Only mature audience shall view this chapter. Veda's tears fell like rain, her heart shattered into a million pieces as Adyant's words echoed in her mind: "Hate, disgust, and contempt. I feel them every time I see your face." She wandered aimlessly, lost in thought, until she found herself in the garden. The stars above twinkled like diamonds, but her world felt dark and empty. She was surrounded with peace and calm but only she knew the chaos which was pacing with high intensity inside her mind.

[This chapter contains mature content‼️, please skip if you are uncomfortable reading it.] Lucas Hayes pushed her towards his bedroom with so much urgency. He pushed her towards the wall as his hands grabbed her boobs. He was too rough in his actions. Elaina Moore was mourning loudly from the pleasure she was receiving. He pushed her on the big bed and then tore her dress into shreds.

She shook once mare, upon hearing a harsh smack against wooden surface. “Open those eyes," she heard him demand. She shakily did just that, that as tears formed in fright with what was to come. In doing so, she paled as she watched him approach, shirtless, with a hand whip in hand. “Now to see if I can really make you squeal today?” he spoke, deviously licking his lip as he smacked the whip down, already sending a wave of terror towards her. ***

**This is the third book in the Guardians Next Generation Series. It can be read as a standalone book but will have references to events that occurred in Shattered Bonds. This book will run in a parallel timeframe to Shattered Bonds. Events in this book will overlap with events in that book. Maeve Three Years Ago

I ask, wiping my tears. "You do," he gasps, straining against the belt. "You do, Mia. You always did." The taste of victory is salty—sweat and tears. It’s the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever tasted. "Come with me," I command. I start to move again, a frantic, desperate rhythm. I need this closing chapter. I need to burn the book. "Now!" We shatter together. I scream, my head thrown back, my body convulsing on top of him. Alex shouts my name, his bound hands clenching into fists as he pours himself into me.

AISHA The cold mud caked under my fingernails didn’t matter anymore. The rain pouring down on my shivering shoulders didn't matter either. Nothing mattered. Just an hour ago, I had crossed the pack border, thinking of nothing but survival. But then, reality crashed into me like a physical blow. Leo. Toby. My sweet, innocent little brothers. What was the point of running to save my own skin if I left them behind to face Mabel’s wrath? Mabel was a monster, and she knew they were my weakness.

I am a complete loser. I am immobile and irresponsive to whatever is happening to me or around me. I motivate myself not to think about him, then, the sight of a crow decides otherwise. I woke up and realized I didn’t think of him and the rest of the day will be good, then, someone use a lighter, and the sound shatters me into pieces I don’t know how to collect. I kept myself busy with loads of work, but the sight of books squeeze my lungs, for, I almost that I could finally attend an art school, live my dream. A song, a black shirt familiar cologne, smell of sweat even if it is my own, rain and coffee, and every speck has now become like guns shooting his memories to break the already broke

She could destroy anything with a single scream of frustration. Walking along the shelves, my fingers run along the books when I see a book that seems to be calling to me. Moving towards it, I pick it up and turn the pages, just scanning the contents when the pages move on their own, stopping on a page. Reading the contents of the page, my beast snarls in my head. “Don’t you fucking dare do this Fen!” I shake my head with a sigh. Closing the book, it opens again to the page I was looking at.