Shatter Me Series In Order Novels & Stories

"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

"If you are her." Seraphina could not speak. Could not move. "Because if you are," he said. "Then I have spent three years grieving a woman I threw away for a lie. And I do not think I can survive finding out I was right." "Damien." The name slipped out before she could catch it. Not Mr. Cross. Damien. His face broke. "Open the door." Her hand was already moving. She watched it move as if from a very long distance. She slid the chain off. Stepped back.

A war between what she believes and the reality crushing down on her. For a moment, the world stills. The air thickens. She is caught between me and the inevitable truth. And I? I am caught between the urge to break her completely... or to hold her together. The glass slips from my other hand, shattering against the floor with a sharp, piercing crash. Splinters of glass scatter, water pooling around them, but I don’t look down. My focus is locked on her. The way her body trembles. The way her breath shudders between sobs she refuses to release.

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 ran to me again stopped me in the middle "What?" I glared and sighed "Tell me the reason why you wanted to broke up with me." He pleaded "No please Jason." I sighed and pushed him away and walked away "You love me right? You said that." That stopped me "No I don't, it was all a lie." I smiled bitterly "Take it back, you don't mean it. Cassie-ah." He said "No I mean it, bye Jason." I said and walked out the door. We still filming Sky's expression. He shove his things and I heard a glass shatter.

It was time to move on. The Shadows convulsed and oozed towards the urn with a ravenous intensity. But before I could change my mind, they engulfed it… shattering it into 1,000 pieces. Silver and black shards exploded into the air, piercing my chest and scattering across the room like a dark, malevolent rain. I fell to my knees as my heart shattered, once again, the shards piercing my very soul. I clasped my hand over my heart, struggling to draw breath, and fought to stem the tide of tears that threatened to overwhelm me.

The walls flickered—now Damon's chamber, now the council chamber, now the cell where I first saw my blood on chains, now the garden where the flowers stopped blooming when I stopped believing. Every version of me watched me fall. “Let me back in,” she said, voice cracking into something almost pleading. “Let me in before it’s too late.” But her eyes—those endless black holes—widened, and suddenly her form began to tear. Ripping at the seams. Smoke bleeding from her mouth. Something wrong pulling her apart. “I—can’t—hold—on—” she wheezed. And then she shattered. Like glass. I screamed. And woke up to silence.

The frigid air that I’m dragging into my lungs is a shock to the system, and my body shudders as I fall to my knees. Rage. Devastation. Rejection. Despair. I just want to feel numb again. Footsteps pound behind me. “Baby Alpha?” “Give him some space.” “What happened?!” A hand lands on my shoulder, shaking me, and my eyes slam closed. Even in the blackness behind my eyelids, all I see is her.

Shattered Foundations Barbara stumbled through the city streets, her vision blurred by a torrent of tears. The once-familiar sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis faded into a blur as she fled the bar, her heart shattering with every step. Reaching the sanctuary of her apartment, Barbara slammed the door behind her, the finality of the action echoing through the empty space. Clutching the divorce papers in her trembling hands, she sank to the floor, her body wracked with anguished sobs.

Chapter 140. Vera’s POV. Glass shattered against the wall, the sound sharp and violent as it echoed through my room. Another bottle followed, then another, my hands shaking as rage tore through me like fire. My chest heaved, my breath coming fast and uneven, my head spinning with hatred… with jealousy… with failure.