Shatter Me Series Age Rating Novels & Stories

The society. Now that my heart was breaking for the brother I no longer had and the man I couldn’t have at all, I have two words for them: Fuck. Off. And just like that, I snapped. I stared back at Zach, tears rolling down my cheeks. I could see his eyes were teary too, and he had a frustrated and angry expression on his face.

A warning. And god help me, it made me wetter. “Look at you,” he whispered, fucking me harder. “Crying, shaking, clenching around me like a perfect little toy.” I moaned. My body was close—so close I was trembling. “No,” he snapped. “Hold it.” I cried out. The edge hurt. He didn’t stop. He sped up. Then, finally: “Now.” I shattered. It hit like fire—white hot, pulsing, endless.

I'm gonna break the glass. " I'm sorry, Grandpa. I need to do this." I lifted my hands and broke the mirror with all the energy and strength I got inside me. The glass shattered with a loud noise. The crack in one mirror gone up and all the mirror in the room shattered at the same time. I held my hands over my head to protect myself from getting hurt from the mirror pieces.

I’ve learned I don’t do well with blood. Nina handed me the gun as she walked by and pushed me out of the way. “Okay, this is going to hurt, so I hope you have a high pain tolerance.” Nathan just nodded. I didn’t doubt that he did, this is definitely not his first rodeo and I was sure this was not his first encounter with a gun. “So what’s your relationship with the Shifter? He’s quite possessive of you,” she asked as she dug her fingers into flesh. It was hard to see his wound, but it was obvious how deep it was when Nina dug her fingers into his back thigh.

CHAPTER 56 SHIELD YOU FROM THE RAIN WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDE, DANGER, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Amadeus felt like his heart was being torn into pieces seeing her try to look tough before him. He knows everything about her hardship after her mother’s death and even before that, he knew that she was used to being alone. And he could kill just to see her keep on smiling.

Ruin me again? Did Anthony still have the power to ruin me? As much as I didn’t want to believe it, the truth was… yes. He did. One look, one careless word, one reminder of what we used to be, and I was back at square one. A teenage girl with her heart cracked open and no shield to protect it. He didn’t even have to try. He just existed, and I unraveled. But was I going to let him ruin me again? Absolutely No. I wasn’t going to give him that power. Not this time. I’d built myself up from ashes before, brick by brick, scar by scar. I had clawed my way back into the sport, into myself. He didn’t get to take that from me again.

Am a 29 old divorcée with little dating experience, no kids, the thought of loving someone else scares me to death, life without Zach is meaningless. Mom whispered several words of consolation to me as she slowly led me to my room.

the woman in an angry tone but did not raise her voice. Ara was then quickly felt so alarmed. "O-Oh no ma'am, please, my parents will be very angry with me. Another thing, am I not the real victim here? This man has humiliated me!” at the last words she said Ara was unable to hide her anger for Daniel. "Maniac!" she added then sharply stared at the man actually who did not smile and yet, still had in his beautiful eyes the intense amusement for her.

But now, that dream had been shattered, replaced by a nightmare that she couldn’t escape. Elara shook her head, her tears blurring her vision as she struggled to breathe. “I can’t do it,” she whispered, her voice filled with desperation. “I can’t kill our baby.” Adrian’s expression remained cold, distant. “You have to,” he said quietly. “It’s the only way.” Elara felt her heart shatter completely, the pain of his words too much to bear. She couldn’t believe this was happening, couldn’t believe that the man she had fallen in love with was asking her to do something so unthinkable.

For a moment, the fatigue faded from his face, and the sharp look he once had came back. He watched me expectantly, awaiting my answer. I shook my head gently. "Evan, I'll always remember that you saved me, and I'll forever be grateful. But we can't go back to the way things were. I can't accept you again. It's not that I hate you. It's just that the feelings are gone." The brightness in his eyes faded instantly. His smile froze, and his gaze became unfocused. He was clearly struggling to accept this harsh reality.