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“The one inspired by broken glass?” “Yes! That one.” Jenny’s eyes were glowing now. “We’ll release it as a single piece—a statement drop. Not under the campaign, not part of any collection. Just you. A raw, bold design about imperfection and resilience. You can call it—” She paused dramatically. “Shatterproof.” Rachel blinked. “That’s… actually brilliant.” Jenny beamed. “Thank you.” Then she turned to me. “It’s symbolic. It says, ‘Yes, I’ve been broken, but look at what I made out of it.’ It’ll drown out every headline about Ryan. Every post, every rumor.”

He orders me. "Devon!!!" I scream as I erupt, shattering around him. A primal sound escaping my lips as I combust, my muscle spasming in pleasure, sparks flying in my vision. He holds my thighs tightly, pounding into me with a ferocity that promises to split me in half.

I was older than her but I liked her all the same,' the Luna started. 'You were allowed into the room where the diamond was kept?' 'No. But Chloe and I had sneaked into the room. She had come visiting and I had wanted to show off to her. So I sneaked into the room with her. The whole palace started shaking then suddenly, the diamond fell from its place and shattered into three. Whatever prompted our actions was beyond me. We rushed towards the broken diamond, I picked two pieces while Chloe picked the last one. I knew my way around the house so I led Chloe safely away from the room into another dark room,' the Luna continued.

The alpha orders and the prince orders. But at the time the prince overturns his father's orders, they were with him. He was dominating over them and there was nothing they could do about it. Now they are to face the wrath of the father and the son was nowhere to be found. Who would come to their rescue? Lukas Briston was a man known for his mercilessness. He is brutal and without sympathy. When his wolf becomes mad for anger, he wouldn't remember past loyalty. Their lives were in their hands. At this point, they may have to be imagining breathing their last breath and waiting for his orders, orders that would silence them forever.

Claire had her handgun poised at the Spiritwalker right in front of the desk. But handguns can't kill Spiritwalkers. They just injure them enough so they get angry. The shadow screeched and rushed over with celerity, leaving a gust of wind behind. I fumbled to grab my shotgun. Another 'bang' followed. 'Bang. Bang. Bang.' I looked up just in time to see the Spirit crash into Claire. She flew back into the door with a supernatural speed and slumped over onto the floor. Blake stood over her and then dropped suddenly, landing right on top of her crumpled body at his feet.

Then I take a deep breath, drawing on my power and Kella’s. When I open my eyes, I see Drake’s terrified eyes locked on mine. I hold his gaze as I blow out my power. It rolls like a wave breaking over the vampires closest to me first and then extending out. I hear the gratifying shriek of vampires all around me as they begin to disintegrate in front of me. I watch in satisfaction as they jerk around, trying to get away from the burn that my aura is causing as they burn into ash, the residual dust floating in the air before drifting to the ground.

Charlotte’s shoulders collapsed inward, like she wanted to disappear. I closed my eyes, and the rage surged through me like wildfire. It wasn’t just about Evan and Charlotte. It wasn’t even just about betrayal. It was years - years - of being taken for granted, of having to be the bigger person, the one who understood, who endured. And now I was standing in the middle of a room full of people - an audience - and two of them had shattered me. I felt the burning bile rise in my throat. Felt it clawing to be released.

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

The sound of glass shattering against the wall was satisfying, almost cathartic. I didn’t stop there. I grabbed another picture and threw it with all my strength, watching as it smashed into a million tiny pieces on the floor. Then another. And another. It felt good, so good to destroy every reminder of what we had been, of the man I thought I knew.

, and "Thanks for everything you've given me" All of that was mine once. "Lisette, you lived on my dime and stole my friends. What's next? Are you going to take my parents, too?" I snapped. I'd just gotten out of the hospital, and my body couldn't handle the stress. A sharp pain pierced my heart again, and I collapsed, clutching my chest. "Cecilia!" Edgar's eyes widened in shock. "Cecilia!" Silas rushed toward me.