Shatter Novel 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."

The faces of Ash, Ronan, Miles fractured, splintering into a thousand tiny reflections before bursting apart completely. I lunged forward, every muscle tearing, every breath burning, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. With one final roar, I shattered it. The world broke open… light searing, shards of shadow scattering like dying stars, and I fell forward into the abyss. My heart hammered against my ribs, blood rushing loud in my ears. Darkness swallowed me whole. But it was clean, honest darkness. Not theirs. Not broken. I was free.

Instinctively, I looked away, deciding not to engage, and quietly waited for my ride. Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the quiet of the street. "So you're turning me down? Is that it?" Before the words even finished, the woman spun around and rushed directly toward me. Her eyes glowed with a wild fury, and the blade of a knife gleamed in her hand. I froze. My feet were stuck to the pavement, and I was unable to process the danger. I just stood there in shock as she ran at me, holding the knife high. Just when I was overwhelmed with despair and certain I couldn't escape, someone suddenly jumped out from behind and threw himself in front of me.

The second Thursday, she stayed for forty-seven minutes. They did not talk about Vanessa. They did not talk about the past. They talked about a book. The Remains of the Day, which she had been rereading because it was the only novel she had brought with her from London. He had read it. He had hated the ending. She had loved the ending. They argued about it for forty minutes, and by the time dessert came, she was laughing once. Not a real laugh. A half one. But it escaped her mouth before she could stop it, and Damien looked at her like a man watching the sunrise after a long night.

Given his crimes and the fact that he had lost everything, along with the coldness I could not quite hide, it was inevitable that he would be taught a harsh lesson by someone: what it felt like when everyone turns against you. Throughout his lengthy prison term, he would be haunted by the taste of betrayal by his lover and the cunning traps set by his rivals. Everything has settled then. Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows in the capital company's headquarters, I gaze down at the vibrant city below. Ruby used to be my everything. I would have sacrificed so much for her. However, I see that it was just a prison of my own making. Seven years of marriage was nothing but an elaborate dream.

"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

AISHA The cold mud caked under my fingernails didn’t matter anymore. The rain pouring down on my shivering shoulders didn't matter either. Nothing mattered. Just an hour ago, I had crossed the pack border, thinking of nothing but survival. But then, reality crashed into me like a physical blow. Leo. Toby. My sweet, innocent little brothers. What was the point of running to save my own skin if I left them behind to face Mabel’s wrath? Mabel was a monster, and she knew they were my weakness.

SHATTER The glass shattered and then more things joined the crashing. SHATTER In a few seconds, the whole ground was filled with grease and food. I expected Derek to take out his anger at me but he took it out on his dishes. I stood dumbstruck yet frightened by his dark aura. “I will destroy him… I will…” He murmured to himself in complete rage and instantly the panic hit my heart making me stride towards him impassively. “No, it wasn’t his fault…

But she couldn’t. Not anymore. The lie she lived, the man she loved, the family who claimed to protect her—they were all tightening around her like wire. And she was the glass. Cracking. Fracturing. Holding on by a single, fragile thread. Soon, she wouldn’t just be splitting in two. Soon, she would shatter. And she knew with terrifying clarity: When she finally broke, nothing in the Rossi house—or the city—would ever be the same again.

"…shattered. More than before." The raw vulnerability in her words, the fear laid bare, shattered something inside me. It wasn't anger. It was a profound, gut-wrenching understanding of the damage I'd done. The trust I'd annihilated. She was giving me everything, stepping off the cliff, and her only safety net was the terrifying belief that this time, I wouldn't let her fall.