Shatter Me Book Review Novels & Stories

The glass shattered to pieces all over the places, creating clicking sounds as the shards dropped to the ground. The screen’s glow died in an instant and so did her beauty and insults. My mind felt some peace and my chest heaved a sigh of relief... I stared at the destruction, feeling the sharp pain in my hand, but welcoming it. It'll be even more beautiful and better when I hold her neck in my hand. It reminded me I was still capable of tearing her to pieces. There's one thing she doesn't know about me. No one, I mean absolutely no one who has ever challenged me or mocked me has lived on to tell the story.

He said with so much authority that I find myself nodding, "Why would you want to hurt me......" And the next thing he said shattered me into pieces ...... ______________________ Keep enjoying the story (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) Hope you liked this chapter ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ Don't forget to like and rank the book 🌹

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

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

The faces of Ash, Ronan, Miles fractured, splintering into a thousand tiny reflections before bursting apart completely. I lunged forward, every muscle tearing, every breath burning, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. With one final roar, I shattered it. The world broke open… light searing, shards of shadow scattering like dying stars, and I fell forward into the abyss. My heart hammered against my ribs, blood rushing loud in my ears. Darkness swallowed me whole. But it was clean, honest darkness. Not theirs. Not broken. I was free.

# Chapter Seventy-Eight: When Everything Burns --- I stood in Silvermoon's central square, staring at one hundred nineteen bodies laid out in rows, and felt something inside me break. Not metaphorically. I felt the exact moment when the part of me that had been trying to change the world through principles and process just... shattered. Replaced by something rawer. Something that cared less about cosmic justice and more about the teenage boy who had talked about learning from failures now lying cold on the ground.

“C,um for me, baby. I want to see you unravel around my fingers.” The combination of his fingers and dirty words drew me toward the edge. I felt the pressure build and build in my head—until I snapped. My thighs quavered as a mind-shattering orga,sm tore through me. I closed my eyes and clung to him. “Alec!” He held me through it, pressed kisses to my temple as I trembled in his arms. “That’s it,” he murmured. “So beautiful when you shatter for me.” My breath came in shallow pants.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

The crowd began to murmur, a low, chaotic sound that filled the room. "She speaks of children and joy," I said, looking back at the cameras. "But what she did was ensure my home was shattered. She led me down a road where I was broken. She led me to a place where I was... tempted." I looked at Steve as I said the word. He didn't move, but a slow, dark smile spread across his face. "So yes, she survived," I finished. "But the truth is finally breathing, too."

Other days, it was like she couldn't stand to be anywhere near me. "You know she's going through a lot," Candy told me one day as she sat by my bed, helping me exercise my arms. "I know you have, too... but you had a lot more warning. When you finally came back, she stayed in your room with her hopes high as a kite, just waiting for her prince to wake up so the two of you could have your fairytale ending. After all of that, just to have to give you up, she's... I'd say she's pretty damn close to shattered. I nodded, wincing as she rotated my shoulder. It was still very sensitive after I'd been shot. "I understand," I grunted. I had learned how to talk again, but it was a hell of an effort ea