Shatter Me Novellas Set Novels & Stories

Because under the anger, under the confusion, under the pride of a man who’d just been outmaneuvered in his own building, there was something else. Want. The elevator doors closed, and Seraphina let out a breath she’d been holding for three years. Her hands were shaking. She pressed them flat against her thighs and stared at her reflection in the polished steel doors—this new face, this new woman, this beautiful, terrible creature she’d built from the wreckage of the girl she used to be, and she whispered to the reflection: "Don’t you dare feel anything for him." But her heart wasn’t listening.

They burned, as if each one carried the weight of the humiliation I was feeling. I pressed my elbows together, burying my face in them, hoping to block out everything. But it didn’t work. Those awful words crept back into my mind like uninvited guests, taunting me mercilessly: Whore. Slut. Prostitute. Shameless homewrecker. Unwanted bitch. Useless bastard. Pretty c**t. Each word echoed, growing louder and sharper, until it felt like they were carving into my soul. And then, as I shook feverishly, I realized something that sent another jolt through me.

Said he didn’t know what he was doing, but he showed up every morning anyway. That was enough. And me? I moved out of the city. Not far. Just enough to feel the air shift—to breathe a little deeper. The nights were quieter out here. The stars were clearer. I found a job at a small bookstore that always smelled like coffee and old pages. It was the kind of place where time slowed down. It was peaceful. It was mine. I started writing again. Not about Damien. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But about hope. About beginnings. About the kind of love that survives even after everything burns down.

It can decimate the entire warehouse in an instant! Violet kept screaming. "Are you insane? That means you won't be able to survive as well!" Daniel exclaimed, "I never planned to survive from the start! Kevin's the reason why my life is ruined! I want him to die with me no matter what!" At that moment, Kevin rushed up to Daniel and began beating him up by punching him repeatedly. He might be a forensic doctor, but he hung out with police officers all year round and picked up some moves from them.

"The journal mentions 'The Shattering.' It says after her final bond was formed, her mates changed. Became. aggressive. Possessive. And then they attacked her." "The Shattering?" Kai repeated, his mind already working, putting together bits of forbidden information. "I've only heard rumors it exists. A theoretical bond rejection extreme, perhaps? But not. fated murder." "It's not rejection," Rhea corrected, her eyes running over the intricate script. "It says the bond intensified, obsessed them. Warped their protective instincts into something ugly. They couldn't bear to share her, even with each other. They wanted her for themselves alone, and when they couldn't have that, they decided that

She reached around to rub my clit furiously, and I shattered again, clenching around the dildo, screaming her name. She followed, grinding deep as she came from the pressure, collapsing over my back. We sank to the floor, tangled and sweaty. She kissed my shoulder, soft now. “You’re mine now, Eve. No more running.” I nodded, tears of release and joy mixing. In her arms, sin didn’t feel like damnation. It felt like grace. But deep down, I knew I needed more. Needed her to break me completely.

The ground feels unsteady beneath my feet. Then Calix moves. With a sharp motion, he knocks the vial from Rhiannon’s hand. It hits the ground and shatters. The remaining energy bursts outward, stronger than before. Wolves cry out. Some scream. The crowd erupts into chaos. I stagger back a step, holding Lauren tighter as the wave hits. My ears ring. My heart feels like it’s tearing itself apart. I look down at Lauren. Then I look at Rhiannon. Blood. Tears. Fear. Determination.

But I ruined it. Again. And now I’m here. Alone. In my damn office. Drenched in moonlight and whiskey fumes. Surrounded by broken bottles and broken promises. Another crash. The crystal shatters against the wall, amber liquid dripping like blood down the paint. I don’t even flinch. My body’s still buzzing from her. My head’s still filled with the sound of her breath, her whimpers, the way she said my name like she hated herself for wanting it.

"Do you need something?" His eyes filled with obvious sorrow, his voice trembling slightly. "Could we... maybe talk for a bit? I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past. But I'd like to talk with you, even if it's just this one last time." Seeing his defeated appearance, I felt no stir of emotion inside. The memories that had once kept me awake at night, that had once broken my heart, now felt distant and unfamiliar. After a brief hesitation, I gave a small nod and led him toward a secluded corner.

Because in that moment, we weren’t broken. We were whole. And this was just the beginning of our new dawn. THE END THANK YOU FOR READING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END! Author I*******m @agkbooks