Shatter Me Series Age Rating Novels & Stories

My face, my palms, my knees, they were already bleeding. My chest aching from sobbing. I couldn’t take any more punishment today. “This filth broke my crystal glasses,” my aunt sneers from behind him. “Is that so?” my uncle murmurs, crouching beside me slowly. I flinch. My trembling worsened as he got closer to me. I kept my head down, my eyes fixed on the floor. Because I wasn’t allowed to look at them Under any circumstances. “Now why would you break your aunt’s crystal glasses… Moonflower?” he asks softly.

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.

“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.

"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

36 (Recommended for 18+ audience. Please read at your risk) 'What are you doing Max? You are raping her in the name of a game, aren't you? This is not you. You would never do that to shy girl, not even her, the daughter of your sister's criminal.'

“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.”

“What about Morris, where has he gone to?” “Morris is already an adult and can take care of himself wherever he is, I started taking care of myself at a young age too, I am sure he is going to survive, take care of yourself okay and forget about him.” He says and stands up to leave. I look at his back and I just break down and begin to cry. “I a-am all a-alone,” I say in between tears. EIGHT YEARS LATER.

Warning: Mature scenes. This chapter has scenes that are for those 18 or older. Before he can set me down, I pull his face to mine and kiss him fiercely. The return kiss I receive is just a little bit fiercer. He fights for dominance in the kiss. I break away so I can be set on my feet and the slight realization, of what is going to happen, makes me suddenly shy.

He just seems different from earlier on. “Wow! It's just like you're a guru in doing stuff like this.” She commented. A smirk planted on his lips as he turned to her. “Even kids can fix this without checking the menu. It's only you that can't, Fire.” He pointed to the box where they wrote... [Suitable for ages 10 and above]. Sapphire frowned while Jade wore his smug, little smile at her. After completing it, both of them were about to leave when it began to rain.

“I have something for you.” “What is it?” Zephyr took papers out of his desk. “A new movie script.” He approached me and handed me the papers. “I think this script is suitable for you.” I hesitated as I took the thick stack of papers from his hands. The title, Shattered Bond, was bold and striking on the cover. “What’s it about?” I asked quietly, looking up at him. “It’s about a single mother trying to rebuild her life after leaving her abusive husband,” Zephyr explained, his voice soft but firm. “She’s raising her five-year-old daughter and doing everything she can to give her a happy life.”