Shatter Novel Novels & Stories

The memory was a shard of glass in my heart. “What we had?” The words were quiet, but they cut deeper than a shout. “You mean the years you let me believe I was broken, while you knew the truth? The art you stole from me? The child you murdered? That’s not a marriage, Vincent. That’s a damnation.” "It was a misunderstanding! It was all Sophia’s plan!" Vincent sobbed, tears and blood mixing on his face. "I already made her pay! I made her life a living hell!"

Holding them steady. Holding me steady. Always. “Zara,” he called. I didn’t look back. “I’ve got them,” he said. I believed him. Without question. Without hesitation. So I focused forward. On the crack. On the thing behind it. On the intent pressing through. The fracture burst open. Not like a tear. Not like a portal. It shattered. Reality splintering outward like glass as something forced its way through with brutal, unapologetic force. A massive form slammed halfway into our world and stuck.

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.

--- The Shardfall is aptly named. It's a region where the fabric of Lunareth itself seems to have come undone—massive chunks of land floating in midair, connected by bridges of solidified magic that shimmer like glass. Some of the islands are stable, anchored by ancient obelisks that hum with power. Others drift slowly through the air, their paths unpredictable and dangerous. Below them all, visible through gaps in the floating landmasses, is the Core Sea—that luminous blue-white abyss that marks the heart of the Shattered Sphere.

It’s hurting. “Come and take it.” She holds it out to me, but the moment I take a step forward to grab it, she lifts the frame high up and lets it free fall to the floor. I watch my entire world shatter into pieces against the hard tiled floor together with the only beautiful thing I had left of my family. The glasses of the frame fly all over the place and our broken smiles on the picture lay miserable on the floor. Tears blur my eyes as I look from the shattered frame to Rhea and her wicked laugh tips me over the edge. Wrath spreads through my limbs like larva.

The air in the city had a new kind of energy—a sense of renewal and possibility that Elara hadn’t felt in years. The storm that had torn through her life, uprooting everything she thought she knew, had finally passed. And now, in its wake, she stood at the precipice of a fresh start. The weight of Cassia’s betrayal no longer held her down, and the bitterness that had once consumed her had begun to fade, leaving in its place something unexpected: hope.

Taking a steady breath, I walked into the casting room, ignoring every single word about my scumbag ex-husband. Inside, five people sat waiting—the producer, the director, the vice director, the writer, and the CEO. I gave Zephyr a faint smile before shifting my attention to the writer. The movie Shattered Bond was based on a best-selling novel written by Celeste Duvall. The story had touched countless readers with its raw portrayal of Elara Strixx—a woman escaping an abusive relationship while trying to rebuild her life with her daughter, Annabelle. I had read the novel over and over again while preparing for this audition.

The rhythm that had once been one heartbeat split into two. Half flowed into Lunara. Half remained in Seren. For the first time, divinity was shared. --- The Second Shattering Across the cosmos, the Heart’s glow rippled outward—meeting the Blood Moon’s pulse head-on. Creation convulsed. Stars collapsed, only to explode anew. Worlds shattered, but their fragments fused with others. Old timelines fractured, and new ones bloomed in the same breath. It was not destruction. It was a reformation. And through it all, a single, unbroken note sang—a sound that wove chaos into meaning, and meaning into rebirth.

After everything she had done for him. Without warning, Nova’s fist tightened around the crystal glass in her hand, the delicate curves of the cup biting into her palm. Her mind screamed for control, but the anger, the betrayal, it was too much. She stood up abruptly, knocking her chair back with a loud screech that echoed through the hall. The glass in her hand shattered with a sharp, resounding crack. The jagged shards of crystal flew outward, some grazing her skin, but Nova didn’t care. Her breaths came out in sharp, angry gasps. Blood dripped from her hand, but it was nothing compared to the searing fury that consumed her.

Shattered Foundations Barbara stumbled through the city streets, her vision blurred by a torrent of tears. The once-familiar sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis faded into a blur as she fled the bar, her heart shattering with every step. Reaching the sanctuary of her apartment, Barbara slammed the door behind her, the finality of the action echoing through the empty space. Clutching the divorce papers in her trembling hands, she sank to the floor, her body wracked with anguished sobs.