Shatter Reality Novels & Stories

My mind whirled into a craziness, recalling every memory—nights we laughed, when I thought we were a family, when Marcus vowed he was with me. "Was any of it real?" I shook, my voice. "Every word, every smile—was it all a lie? Marcus leaned forward, pitied me near. "You don't understand, do you? In this world, nothing exists. No love. No loyalty. Only power. And you, Adrian… you weren't powerful. You were convenient." The words cut through me like a blade and I stood there, hollow. I stepped away, my vision blurring against the hot burn of tears, but his laughter stuck behind me like a shadow.

It's the agony of potential being torn from possibility, of future threads being severed and rewoven in patterns that the universe itself resists. The Keeper's form wavers as reality buckles around us, and I hear it whisper with something that might be regret: "Then let what was buried rise again, and pray that you prove worthy of such power as those who came before." The Shard shatters in my hands, its fragments turning to liquid light that pours into the ground beneath my feet. The memory-realm convulses like a dying animal, and from somewhere deep in the earth comes a sound that makes my bones vibrate—not quite a roar, not quite a scream, but something caught between rage and resurrection

Shanaya's world shattered in an instant. The foundation of her reality crumbled beneath her feet. She felt a surge of anger and confusion, mixed with a deep sense of grief. How could the person she thought was her father turned out to be the devil? The weight of the truth settled upon her like a ton of bricks, and she felt as if the ground beneath her was crumbling. Her mind raced, trying to process the implications of what she had just learned. The once familiar and safe image of her father had been shattered, replaced by a dark and sinister reality.

He opened his eyes back and in an instant teleported himself along with his car to that place in his memory. His plan was great but he miscalculated the distance and height by a good margin. The car was teleported but they were not standing on the ground below instead now they were hanging in the air and as one know how gravity works the car won't be in air for long. Gravity did it's work and the car fell right into a cliff shattering into pieces as Liam saw his lover breaking while levitating in the air. He was stupefied, his white beauty does not remain a beauty anymore. His body couldn't move for few seconds due to shock.

She shrieked in panic, "My nose! It's crooked!" Glancing down, Richard realized her nose was augmented with implants. Her entire face was a fabrication. And for this web of lies, he'd repeatedly betrayed Kimberly. His heart twisted sharply, sending him staggering back into the coffee table. Regaining his footing, he snatched a file from behind and hurled it at her face.

A crack in the wall I had built around my heart. Maybe one day that crack would grow into something bigger. But today, it was just a crack.

“About everything I’ve done. About the people I’ve hurt.” Dr. Warren leaned forward slightly, his gaze encouraging. “That’s a good place to start, Cassia. It takes courage to face the truth.” Cassia laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “I don’t think it’s courage. It’s just… reality. I spent so many years trying to pretend that I was in control, that I deserved everything I took. But now, sitting here in this place, I don’t have any illusions left. I know what I did. And I know that I destroyed my own life in the process.”

Corin felt it in his bones. In his mind. In the structure of the world itself. And then, Everything shifted. Not gradually. Instantly. The energy across Bloodstone spiked, Then destabilized completely. The Mirror Gate, Fully broke. Not collapsed. Not destroyed. Broken open. Uncontrolled. Uncontained. Unrestricted. Corin stood in the middle of it. Dust swirling. Creatures forming. Ground breaking. Reality shifting. And for the first time since the war began, There was no structure left to hold onto. Only one truth remained. Control, Was gone.

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 illusion that had held us in its grasp began to collapse. “You think this is power?” His voice was cold, mocking. But there was a tremor underneath it now, a trace of fear. He knew what I was doing. And he didn’t know how to stop it. “No,” I said, my voice cutting through the noise. “This is truth.” And then, I let it happen. The world around us shattered like glass, splintering into pieces that scattered in the wind. For a moment, everything was chaos—colors bleeding together, sounds warping, the very fabric of reality twisting and contorting as though it couldn’t decide whether to hold together or tear apart.