Shatter Me Series Spice Level Novels & Stories

“The spire is a convergence point. The fractures feed into it, amplifying their instability. If we can stabilize the spire, the surrounding fractures will weaken. But the force will defend it with everything it has.” Emma opened her eyes, her resolve hardening. “Then we’ll face it. Whatever it takes.” The sun was dipping below the horizon when they reached the base of the Shattered Spire. The towering structure loomed above them, its surface fractured and glowing with veins of energy that pulsed erratically. The air around it was thick with tension, the hum of the fractures nearly deafening. “That’s... not what I expected,” Jamie said, staring up at the spire. “It looks like it’s ready to ex

“I… I can’t stop it…” He pushed off the wall, fighting through the force pressing against him. “Listen to me—fight it—Alina, look at me!” “I can’t!” “Yes, you can!” He gritted his teeth, forcing his bloodied body forward. “You’re stronger than this—than them—than what they want you to be—” A pulse of energy exploded from her chest. A shockwave so violent that the entire facility trembled. Glass shattered. Metal bent. Lights burst in showers of sparks.

I wasn’t just breaking things, I was smashing the life we had built together, a life that was now nothing more than a lie. By the time I stopped, the living room was in shambles. Glass shards littered the floor, photo frames were broken and scattered everywhere, and the walls looked bare, stripped of the happy memories that had once filled them. I stood in the center of the wreckage, chest heaving, hands trembling, as the adrenaline drained from my body.

My body shattered instantly. My back arched violently, a raw scream tearing from my throat and bouncing off the tiles. My cunt clamped down hard around him, spasming, pulsing, milking every inch as pleasure ripped through me, sharp and blinding. It was almost painful after last night’s denial. My thighs shook uncontrollably, nails scraping the wet wall for balance. Wave after wave crashed over me, longer and deeper than anything last night, until I was trembling, gasping, and my vision was spotting with black stars.

And I didn't want to escape. My world shattered as the wave of pleasure crashed over me, sending shockwaves through my body that left me trembling, gasping, barely able to hold myself up. Shraf's hands held me steady as I came undone under his touch, his tongue never relenting, drawing every last bit of pleasure from me until I was left trembling in his arms.

"Come for the Alpha who just humiliated you in front of everyone you know." The shame and the pleasure collided inside her, creating a tension she couldn't fight. She shattered. Her internal muscles went into a violent, rhythmic spasm, clamping down on him as she gave a choked cry. She felt the hot, wet rush of her own release squirting around his cock, her body losing all its strength.

“Hate me properly.” The room was spinning—whiskey, powder, stale smoke making everything blur into heat and sweat and the wet sounds of us. I fucked her like I wanted to ruin her—my hips snapping erratic, my hand bruising her thigh, mouth leaving marks wherever it landed. She gave it all back, her nails tearing down my back, teeth catching my shoulder until I grunted. It was rough. Ugly. And just perfect. But the high started crashing too soon. The powder burned bright then fizzled, leaving the whiskey to pull me down heavy. My thrusts got sloppy. I lost the sharp edge, turned deeper, slower, almost clumsy.

“I’ll distract them. You do what you do best.” Kael gripped Riven’s thigh possessively. “We do it together. No solo hero shit.” Riven’s smile was soft for once. “Together.” They fucked one more time before dawn — lazy, slow, and intimate. Kael took Riven from behind, spooned close, one arm wrapped around his chest while he thrust deep and unhurried. They came quietly, breathing together, Kael staying inside Riven long after. The next night, the Upper Spire burned.

I felt the edges of my vision start to blacken from all the pain that was tearing through my limbs. “Sir, she is going to black out again.” I heard a grumble. “Fine. That's enough for today.” I felt a prickle on my arm before more pressure and flinched at the next wave of pain that would soon undoubtedly rush through me. To my astonishment, the pain started to lessen and vacate my limbs. Slowly, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as the electricity started to leave my veins. I slumped against the table slowly, relishing in the newfound relief.

My orgasm coiled at the base of my spine, slowly at first, then faster until it exploded in one blinding, deafening moment. “Fuck!” The force of my release drowned out my curse, but when I came down from my high, all that was left was cold water and a reflection of myself in the mirror.