Shattered Dawn Novels & Stories

She startled, then squeezed me tighter and burst into light, breathless laughter. For those few minutes, everything felt simple. Just her arms around me, her happiness bleeding into my back, and the road stretching ahead. I wanted to bottle that feeling. Keep it locked away. But as we neared the compound gates, the peace shattered. Broken glass glittered across the gravel lot like jagged teeth. Two bikes lay toppled on their sides. The main door hung wide open, spilling harsh light into the darkness. I eased off the throttle and rolled in slowly, eyes scanning every shadow. When I killed the engine, Daisy slid off faster than usual and yanked her helmet off. Her hair was a wild mess, and her

[The Mirror’s Edge] The dawn didn't break over the Palisades; it bled. A bruised, violet light seeped through the glass walls of the West Pavilion, illuminating the wreckage of the previous night’s psychological warfare. Ivy watched the dust motes dancing in the cold light, her body still heavy with the phantom weight of Dante’s possessiveness.

Eeeeeeeee. I fell. I fell through the floor of the world. Through the darkness of the Void. My stomach dropped into my throat. The wind tore at my skin. I landed on a plain of white ash. Thump. The sky was bleeding. I looked up. The Shattered Moon was no longer silver. It was a deep, clotting crimson. The fragments were moving. Grinding against each other with a sound like tectonic plates screaming. GRIND. SCRAPE. They weren't orbiting anymore. They were collapsing.

"Same energy." Nathan shook his head and disappeared into the crowd, and Damien was left alone with his scotch and the low hum of a headache forming behind his eyes. He’d been sleeping badly. He’d been sleeping badly for three years, but lately it was worse, dreams that woke him at 3 a.m. with a name on his tongue and a weight on his chest that wouldn’t lift. Aria.

Don't scare me like this. She stayed in the water until her skin turned white and bloodless. Then the boat propeller caught her right leg. Under the water the flesh split open, white bone visible through the red. "Caleb. So this is what it feels like." Finally, her body gave out and she passed out. Belated love is worthless, Serena. You only lost a leg. but I lost my entire world, my family. How dare you beg me for forgiveness? They sent out search boats and professional divers and worked through the night till dawn broke.

The vibration climbed through the soles of my feet and settled in my chest. The Sword of Dawn grew warm across my back. Beneath my sleeve, the Dragon Mark answered with a matching pulse that spread through my arm. Aldren turned toward the center of the crater. "It has begun." A deafening crack split the valley. A jagged fissure raced across the ruined ground, carving a path through broken stone until it reached the middle of the collapsed fortress. Crimson light burst from the opening, spilling upward in thick streams that stained the drifting mist a deep, unnatural red.

Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school. It's currently 6 am and I'm already dressed for school which doesn't start until 8. I could barely sleep after the events of last evening. I was dreading walking through the beige halls of Greenhall and seeing the disdain on the faces of hundreds of elitist kids. They already despised me, who knows what they'll do to me now? Of course, Jackie will never let anything happen to me but just how can she protect me from the messages I've already begun to receive?

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

Heat and smoke chase our footsteps, roaring through the basalt corridors like a hungry dragon determined to consume everything left in its path, but Shane's steady grip keeps me upright as we sprint for the distant speck of daylight ahead. Behind us, the mountain groans and shudders, the catastrophic collapse of the weapons factory burying Dawn Mercer's illegal war machine forever under millions of tons of shattered stone and magma-sealed rock. My legs burn with exhaustion, every muscle screaming from the accumulated trauma of the day's endless battles, but the sheer survival instinct drives us forward through the blinding dust and falling debris until the cool, fresh air of the surface begi

POV: Mira Dawn broke softly the morning after Karlon’s defeat, as if the sky itself couldn’t decide whether to celebrate or grieve. Smoke hung in the air above the Human Quarters and the Compound’s outskirts, a spectral reminder of last night’s turmoil. The streets were choked with debris—splintered wood, shattered glass, and the remains of lives wrenched apart by violence.