Shatter Me Series Order Novels & Stories

Claire had her handgun poised at the Spiritwalker right in front of the desk. But handguns can't kill Spiritwalkers. They just injure them enough so they get angry. The shadow screeched and rushed over with celerity, leaving a gust of wind behind. I fumbled to grab my shotgun. Another 'bang' followed. 'Bang. Bang. Bang.' I looked up just in time to see the Spirit crash into Claire. She flew back into the door with a supernatural speed and slumped over onto the floor. Blake stood over her and then dropped suddenly, landing right on top of her crumpled body at his feet.

She would have discovered the mate bond, the uniqueness about him and the tingles that accompanied being around one's mate. As her training gets tougher, she held on. She remembered the promise she made to herself many years ago. She would avenge her grandfather and those loyal subordinates who served her dad to their death. The death of her grandfather led to the death of her grandmother. Her grandmother couldn't take it. She was traumatized and felt lost at the death of her mate and because of that, she died a few weeks later. Her father lost his parents in such a cruel way and she wouldn't let it go unavenged.

It can decimate the entire warehouse in an instant! Violet kept screaming. "Are you insane? That means you won't be able to survive as well!" Daniel exclaimed, "I never planned to survive from the start! Kevin's the reason why my life is ruined! I want him to die with me no matter what!" At that moment, Kevin rushed up to Daniel and began beating him up by punching him repeatedly. He might be a forensic doctor, but he hung out with police officers all year round and picked up some moves from them.

Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion. ~ Present.... I sigh lightly and roll over on my stomach. Everything seems so surreal. I really made the cut. I turn on the television and immediately my face flashes across the screen. I scream in horror and scramble to a sitting position while turning up the volume. A few minutes later, I hear heavy footsteps and my bedroom door is swung open. "What is wrong with you, young lady?" My sister, Danielle questions in a no-nonsense tone. She was about to say something else but she froze, her eyes snapping to the television screen.

**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

"You're going to want to pass out soon, Golden girl. You're in for a slow, excruciating night." I'm pushed down the next flight of stairs, fighting to keep calm, to ignore the bones as they break in my body, but the contentment and peace I felt minutes ago are gone. Asher watches on as I totally and completely shatter.

When the bear shifters had abused me, they had been rough and jarred one of my shackles loose so the spikes were not sticking into my ankle, that one relief allowed me to begin healing somewhat and gain a little strength back. It was during this time that doubt, self-pity, and shame started to seep their way in. Doubt, that I will get out of here, pity for my current predicament, and shame for what has been done to me. I knew Zane would feel everything that I had endured, through the mate bond. I hope he can stay strong. I hoped he would live. ‘I’m so sorry Zane’ I silently said. Would he still want me if I ever got out of this? Would he still love me? Will he be just as disgusted with me as

“That’s impossible.” His eyes locked on hers, unreadable, but sharp enough to cut. “Then someone wants me to believe otherwise.” And with that, the glass between them shattered not in a burst, but in a slow, deadly crack that promised the next chapter would draw blood. .

That’s what I’d told her. That’s what I believed. And yet now… every time I touched someone else, I felt like I was the one shattering. I buried my face in my hands and let out a guttural noise, somewhere between a laugh and a curse. Fuck. What the hell was happening to me? I used to be stone. Unshakable. Unfazed. But one broken girl with haunted eyes and her father’s cursed blood was unraveling me thread by thread. And the worst part?

Pieces fell away like glass breaking. The First Maiden’s expression softened but not with pity, not warmth. Just certainty. “It has begun,” she whispered. “The Pact is waking fully. Your time is running out.” “Wait, there has to be more, tell me how to fix this!” She smiled, sad and sharp and knowing. “You already know.” The world shattered. Light slammed into me. The ruin chamber snapped back around me in a rush of breath and panic and heat as Kyren’s arms locked around my waist, pulling me hard against him.