Romans & histoires Shatter Me Order

“Why would I be ashamed? Leo was the one who came to me, not the other way around. I’m not the one who forced him to cheat on you, please spare me and do not involve me in your matter” “It's fine, I am going to leave the both of you to do whatever you think is right, it's my fault for believing in love thank you” I ripped the engagement ring from my finger, casting the once-cherished symbol of love to the floor with a contemptuous flick of my wrist. I was expecting Leo to stop me from breaking it, but it was the other way round. He watched me break it. I couldn't keep the tears from flowing, tears flowing down to my cheeks.

"I thought that control was the only thing that prevented me from shattering. That if I just controlled everything—my business, my relationships, even you—I would never shatter. But I was wrong. I lost you, and I shattered." Isla didn't know what to say. Her rage had been such a faithful companion. Letting it go now was like skydiving without a parachute. "And what of Vivienne?" she asked, not wincing when she spoke the name. "You were betrothed to her while leaving me notes under my door." Killian let out a slow breath, the guilt weighing his shoulders down.

"…shattered. More than before." The raw vulnerability in her words, the fear laid bare, shattered something inside me. It wasn't anger. It was a profound, gut-wrenching understanding of the damage I'd done. The trust I'd annihilated. She was giving me everything, stepping off the cliff, and her only safety net was the terrifying belief that this time, I wouldn't let her fall.

My shadows writhed faster, sharper, hungrier. And something inside me snapped. The voices didn’t vanish. They blended. They became one roar, one scream, one command pounding through my skull. ENOUGH. The shadows burst outward, a violent wave that shook the stands. People stumbled, screamed, some still chanting, some fleeing. The ground beneath my feet cracked in jagged lines, spiderwebbing across the arena. Resin shards exploded off my chest, my arms, my shoulders, scattering like black glass. The embalming was gone. The storm was mine.

“Arrghhhhhhhh,” I scream into my pillow as I talk to Dawn, Lala, and Bethany on a W******p group call. “What if I never see him again?” He was so... Ay. Ay. Ay... drop dead goooorrggggg... Those dirty, sinful thoughts alone soaked my panties. “Yessss! My girl is back in the game like she never left! New highlights, lips glossed, and the universe trembling!" Lala shouts.

Chapter 97 – The Book She Wrote The house was quiet again, but this time it was the kind of quiet that hummed with purpose. The kind of quiet that filled the room with possibilities rather than emptiness. I sat at my desk, pen in hand, notebook open, staring at the blank page for a long time before writing the first words. “Shattered Vows,” I whispered to myself. The title alone made my chest tighten, a reminder of everything I had lived through—the love, the lies, the heartbreak, the forgiveness, and the slow, painstaking rebuilding of myself.

"Your belongings have already been shifted to the estate. Your mother and sister have moved to a house in Connecticut. Paid for, utilities included, medical attention taken care of for your mother. All as contracted." He said it like he was expecting thanks. Like I was going to thank him for shattering my world and putting the pieces back together. "Can I see them? Before we leave?" "No." Like that. No sorry, no let me persuade you. "They're my family…. " "And now I'm your family." His voice turned icy. "The quicker you accept that, the better this will be." I had wanted to fight him. Wanted to scream that he couldn't just cut me loose from all the people I loved. But the deal was done. The

Was this the reason behind his cold behavior and the decision to get back at me by cheating with Trina? The next thing that shattered the lingering face was the sound of papers being thrown at me, hitting my face. Xaden's next words stopped my heart for a few seconds, leaving my entire body numb. "Sign those divorce papers, and get the fuck out of this office and out of my life. A slut like you isn't fit to be a Luna." My heart shattered into a million pieces, and before my eyes, my world crumbled. Everything I had worked hard to build seemed to go down the drain because of an allegation I never committed. Or was this some kind of dream I was in?

And I did not know what to do. I let my dark energy flow through me, unleashing it on the practice dummy in front of me. Shadows lashed out, tearing through the straw and burlap, shredding it into pieces. I did not stop. I kept going, pouring my fear and frustration into the attack, watching the dummy crumble under the assault. "Sage." Cass's voice cut through my focus. I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked at the remains of the dummy, then back at me. "You have ruined that dummy down to the dust. Is that not enough, or do you need another one?"

And the moment my hand meets it— The system shatters.