Shatter Me Series Novels & Stories

“Shut up! Shut up before I rip your throat out!” Maeve’s voice broke behind me, raw and desperate. “Carson, please… please choose me.” I looked down at her, her face pale, her body weak, her eyes still shining silver with love even through the tears. She was everything. My mate. My soul. My breath. And then I looked at him. Smiling through his blood, waiting for me to fall. With a roar, I slashed downward — and Maeve screamed as the bond shattered hot and violent, and blood sprayed across both of us.

~ Liana ~ The moment I slammed the door of my hotel room, the tears started flowing. My legs gave way, and I found myself crumpled on the floor, my back pressed against the cold wall. The robe from the bed hung around me like a heavy blanket, offering no comfort from the storm brewing inside. With trembling hands, I reached for the remote control. I hesitated, not wanting to face anything that might judge me further than I already felt—but there was this nagging need to see it. I had to grasp just how far my life had spiraled out of control.

"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…"

I look at my shaking hand and i try to stop it from shaking like this but alas, he messed me up, he ruined me and nothing will change that. I curl it into a fist, my nails digging into my palm, so hard that it pains but i don't stop. "I am okay, everything is okay." I whisper to myself, again and again to keep myself from breaking down, "It'll be okay." I say. But deep down, i know it won't. I close my eyes when i hear a loud glass shuttering sound from behind me, it was followed by loud thud of slamming a door shut. I open the bathroom's door and take a look inside the room and like i thought the mirror is now on the floor, he shattered it into pieces, just like he did to me.

she whispered and my heart fell from my chest. He really hates me. The fact that he canceled a show just because of me proves it. And it fucking hurts. "There's something more..." she added and my tears-stricken face held a glance at her. I watch as she checks on her phone before showing it to me. A series of low, feeble sounds escaped my lips as I read the title of the article, "Breaking: Seth of SHADOW and Zanaya of WHISTLE, confirmed to have broken up!" Fuck. Why can't I just die? I can't take this hurt anymore...

**This is the third book in the Guardians Next Generation Series. It can be read as a standalone book but will have references to events that occurred in Shattered Bonds. This book will run in a parallel timeframe to Shattered Bonds. Events in this book will overlap with events in that book. Maeve Three Years Ago

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.

But he doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know that every ounce of pain I’ve endured in my life has turned me into something sharp, something that bites back. He doesn’t know that I don’t just break, I shatter , and I take down whoever’s closest when I do. I feel the nausea curling tighter in my chest, but underneath it, something else bubbles: anger. No. Rage .

It’s hurting. “Come and take it.” She holds it out to me, but the moment I take a step forward to grab it, she lifts the frame high up and lets it free fall to the floor. I watch my entire world shatter into pieces against the hard tiled floor together with the only beautiful thing I had left of my family. The glasses of the frame fly all over the place and our broken smiles on the picture lay miserable on the floor. Tears blur my eyes as I look from the shattered frame to Rhea and her wicked laugh tips me over the edge. Wrath spreads through my limbs like larva.

ROSEANNA The feeling of shattered wasn't something very new to me. Instead I'm very use to it. Because I usually break two to three times in a day, from one thing or another. On a daily basis. Either by brother hurting my loved ones, or me. Either by his words or his actions. If not him, then the maids and servants talking behind me. Anything.