Novel & Cerita Shatter Me Series Spice Level

This has always been what he longed for. Isabella, unable to reach him and punch him, moved her head forward until she was close to his face and spat on him. She felt pleased. At least she had belittled him to some extent. She smiled mischievously and gave Lukas Briston a smirk. Lukas Briston was furious. He gnawed at her. How dare she disrespect him and spat on him? He wouldn't give her a chance to do so again. " Countdown to your death. Your days are numbered and I will see that you will eat no food nor drink any water until your death.

She shook once mare, upon hearing a harsh smack against wooden surface. “Open those eyes," she heard him demand. She shakily did just that, that as tears formed in fright with what was to come. In doing so, she paled as she watched him approach, shirtless, with a hand whip in hand. “Now to see if I can really make you squeal today?” he spoke, deviously licking his lip as he smacked the whip down, already sending a wave of terror towards her. ***

"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 thought that control was the only thing that prevented me from shattering. That if I just controlled everything—my business, my relationships, even you—I would never shatter. But I was wrong. I lost you, and I shattered." Isla didn't know what to say. Her rage had been such a faithful companion. Letting it go now was like skydiving without a parachute. "And what of Vivienne?" she asked, not wincing when she spoke the name. "You were betrothed to her while leaving me notes under my door." Killian let out a slow breath, the guilt weighing his shoulders down.

“Taste every drop. Let me lose myself on you.” I hissed as he groaned beneath me, his tongue working harder, longer, as I bounced and ground without rhythm, driven only by need. My core clenched and released, over and over, my legs shaking so badly I had to brace a hand on the bed just to keep moving, to keep riding him as fast as I could. And then, I heard Lilith first. Her cry broke free, head thrown back, body trembling uncontrollably and the very next second, I shattered too.

"Or you’ll be completely cut off. I never liked you, not once, and now you’ve sunk so low—cheating, of all things. Your mother must have raised you poorly before she passed." The call ended abruptly. The silence was deafening. I sank down onto the floor, trembling as if her words were physical blows. The betrayal, the hostility, the utter lack of support—it was all too much to bear. Then, as if the universe wanted to ensure my humiliation was complete, my phone exploded with notifications. Social media alerts pinged non-stop, vibrating across the nightstand. I picked it up, my hands shaking. #LianaTheCheater is all over social media right now.

Just before the bomb exploded, I closed my eyes in despair and sent one final message through mind-link. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I hereby sever my Mate Bond with you." And with that, I cut the mind-link.

Lauren snatched the shard from my hand, her slender fingers trembling faintly under the sunlight. The moment she clearly made out the letters engraved on it, the once arrogant and imposing Miss Hayes suddenly found her breathing turning rapid.

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Broken and Listening Sera pov The voices filtered through the haze of medication like radio stations cutting in and out. Male. Deep. Familiar in a way that made my chest ache even through the fog of painkillers. Aiden. My mate. The one who didn't want me.

"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."