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"You are nothing. You were born from death, and death is all you'll bring." Those words have followed Zara Cole every single day of her seventeen years alive. Her mother died bringing her into the world, and her father - the Beta of Ironveil Pack - never let her forget it. While her brother trains to inherit their father's title, Zara trains in the dark. Alone. Unseen. Better than all of them. She is the top student. The fastest warrior. The girl nobody looks at twice. Until the day everything changes. When a transfer student named Mira walks into the pack training and decides - for reasons Zara cannot explain that she wants to be her friend, the walls Zara built brick by

I just looked at her and waited. She took a breath. "I know you hate me right now. I know you think I'm the worst person in the world. And maybe I am. But I need you to understand that I never meant for things to go the way they did." "You set up Anthony. You paid someone to make sure Sylvia saw him with me. You destroyed their relationship on purpose." My voice was flat. "What part of that wasn't intentional?" "The part where you got hurt." Her eyes filled with tears. "I thought you'd be fine. I thought Anthony would be fine. I thought everyone would just move on and it would all work out."

NINA'S POV The first thing I realize after the gates of the Cross mansion disappear behind me is that Cassian’s heartbeat still exists beneath my fingertips—trapped inside his two black credit cards and the ghost of a goodbye I already knew would haunt me for the rest of my life. Surely this wasn't the end…nobody stops a tragically beautiful song halfway and says “end scene”. No. You sit in it. You feel it. You let it break you. Problem is, I'm already broken. So much that the tears don't even fall anymore. They just blur my vision and pool back no matter how hard I blink.

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...

“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

The sun was warm as its rays filtered through the windows. I tore up the DNA test report. Finally, all the love and hatred in the past could be sealed away in these torn-up fragments now scattered across the floor.

"On the day your sister got engaged, I made a rare trip home… and then happened to meet you. And then we… well…" He coughed softly, trying to hide his embarrassment. But I was too stunned by the dramatic revelation to react. I had heard rumors about the unloved firstborn vampire prince in my previous life, but I never imagined I'd be tied to him. Everything was happening too fast. I hadn't even caught up when a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. I clutched his arm tightly. "Oh no… I'm going into labor—now…"

In that pitch-blackness, with only the faint, lingering scent of cologne in the air, I finally let myself give in. I wept. I wept until my chest felt tight. I wept until my tears blurred everything around me. I wept until the sound of my own cries was the only thing I could hear. And in that never-ending, suffocating solitude, I drifted into a restless, fragmented sleep, knowing that when morning came, the world would wake up to my shame, and there would be no one to save me.

And it kills me in a way the betrayal never did. Lauren slides her arm through mine at the worst possible moment, pressing against me, touching me too much, pretending she belongs there. I don’t even look at her. I don’t move. I can't even breathe. My whole attention is locked on Rhiannon. On the girl who broke me once and somehow keeps breaking me again without even trying.