Shatter Me Series Order Novels & Stories

-Karen- “I warned you- Did you think I was going to simply forgive you for the things you’ve done to me?” I asked as I stepped closer to her. “Hate me all you want. But in the end, you failed to break me- You failed to end me- Plainly put, you completely failed. Soul Shatter!” I yelled, punching directly through her soul. As soon as my fist touched her, she shattered like glass and faded away forever.

She grasps onto my hands, looking intently down at it after breaking her stare. “Your future bleeds, child. So much blood…so many deaths.” “That's all!? I'm already used to spilling blood.” I say in a growly tone, admitting the truth of my reality. She shakes her head, breathing in hard. “There'll be regret. I see you wallowing in it. It's going to push you to act rashly. You'll hurt the one you love most, but it'll be too late before you realize it.” That was the moment I pulled my hand away from her sharply as if it burned. “What are you talking about!? I don't fucking love anyone.”

How jinxed could I possibly be. I reach underneath me and take off the heels and throw it to the corner, my legs feel like Jell-O. I stagger to my front and pick up a sandal. I sit on a chair by a makeup table and begin to remove the makeup off my face with a wipe. The girl staring back at me in the mirror looks so beaten and emotionally broken, I feel like a shadow of myself. When will it stop, when would all the misery end. I wish I could go back a month, when my life was still good, when I had not heard about the death of my brother or when I had not met Thelma.

I made sure they paid—in the cruelest, most humiliating way possible. I tore my father’s company apart, crushed his legacy, and gathered allies who wanted him ruined just as much as I did. And just when I thought I had nothing left to lose, I found my fiancée in bed with my half-brother, Gregory. Chanel had been the last illusion I had about love. And when that illusion shattered, I stopped believing in anything. I swore off women. I lived recklessly, throwing myself into work, into power, into winning.

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.

Just like that. And in that moment, as I pressed my trembling hand against the locked door, I felt something inside me shatter. Not just love. Not just trust. But the last piece of the woman who once believed Ethan Smith was her forever.

Damien reaches for me instinctively—and stops himself. “You’re walking away,” he says. “Yes.” From him. From Zephyr. From every chain disguised as love. “I am not your Luna,” I say to Damien. “And I am not anyone’s prize.” The bond between us flares suddenly—one final surge of pain and memory—and then snaps. I gasp as the sensation tears through my chest, sharp and burning, but I don’t scream. I don’t fall. I endure. Because I always have. Damien cries out as the bond shatters completely, clutching his chest like something vital has been ripped away.

"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…"

Despite that, with his hand resting over his stomach, his eyes lock on mine like he already knows this conversation will not be light. “I was hurt when I learned about Edward. I cried thrice. I screamed into a pillow until I gave myself a headache. I cussed him out in my head, cursed his ancestors and his future children. But eventually, I got over it. Love heartbreak? That I can handle. I have scars from that already. I understand it. I know how to climb out of that kind of pain.” I pause, pulling in a breath. “But this?” I gesture toward the air between us. “This thing with my girls? This betrayal I never saw coming? That’s what’s spinning me.”

He said, gazing at me with fury and left. The door slammed shut behind him, locking me in darkness once more. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to stand. My legs felt like jelly, my body ached and my heart… my heart was completely shattered. Why? Why is this happening to me? First, it was Alex who shattered my trust… and now Daniel, the man I once thought was dead, had returned to destroy what was left of me. What did I ever do to deserve this kind of pain? Can’t I be happy, even for a moment? Can’t I live without constantly looking over my shoulder or fearing for the people I love?