Shatter Me Series Novels & Stories

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."

I sat under the big tree behind the library.It was the only place that still felt untouched by whispers and stares. The air was still, like the world paused just to watch me break. A soft breeze brushed my cheek, but it couldn’t dry the tears already falling. I buried my face in my palms and let the sobs escape. “I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” I whispered to myself, shaking my head. “I just... In fact,I had not enough reason to set her up badly.

It didn’t subdue the fire in me. I was beyond angry as I hurled the glass against the wall. It shattered in an instant, pieces splintering in all directions, shining in the low lights like tiny knives. I ran a hand down my face, exhaling heavily. I shouldn’t have let her push me this far. I shouldn’t have let her get to me like that.

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.

Was everything was truth. I really loved her. And that's why I have. Shattered. Shattered in a way that can't be sticked back. The thing that everything she have done, and thinking it again again everytime. It makes it harder on me. The glass is breaking more intensely, the glass that is settled in my heart. Its in the amount of pain, that can't be described. Its in pieces that numbers can't be counted. Glue can't stick it back. I am shattered. And not just shattered. When she is agreeing everything without any hesitation. And guilt. It makes put harder for me.

"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 would pack Luna’s things and mine, leave this city, run my business remotely, and leave the house that still smelled like Mark, leave the woman who had quietly taken my place in my daughter’s stories and my damn husband’s bed. I will go for a clean break. A new start somewhere the neighbors didn’t know my shame. And right now, just one reckless night with the man who looked at me like I was worth ruining for… it didn’t feel like betrayal anymore. It felt like survival. I lifted my chin, met his gaze, and let another tear fall on purpose. “Yes,” I whispered. “It is.” The words barely left my mouth before I moved. I grabbed the back of his neck with both hands and pulled him down hard. My mo

I was almost too afraid to acknowledge him. "Mr. Goldberg, this is a family matter," Harvey said, sensing that something was wrong. He tried to pull his hand back but found Spencer's strength terrifying. The bones in his wrist began to creak. A sharp crack, the unmistakable sound of bone breaking, echoed through the rainy night. Harvey collapsed to his knees with a scream, cold sweat drenching his forehead. Spencer released Harvey's hand as if he were discarding trash. Then, he pulled out a handkerchief and meticulously wiped each finger that had touched Harvey.

Other days, it was like she couldn't stand to be anywhere near me. "You know she's going through a lot," Candy told me one day as she sat by my bed, helping me exercise my arms. "I know you have, too... but you had a lot more warning. When you finally came back, she stayed in your room with her hopes high as a kite, just waiting for her prince to wake up so the two of you could have your fairytale ending. After all of that, just to have to give you up, she's... I'd say she's pretty damn close to shattered. I nodded, wincing as she rotated my shoulder. It was still very sensitive after I'd been shot. "I understand," I grunted. I had learned how to talk again, but it was a hell of an effort ea

I scream. The shard comes free. The spire collapses.