Shattered Glass Megatron Novels & Stories

He flew through the open air, surrounded by tumbling debris and sparking magenta power cables, before his heavy tires slammed down onto the polished, black-glass streets of the Shogun's city. Tank, Jax, Reyes, Sienna, and Lena poured into the breach right behind him. Thousands of roaring, heavy iron choppers and treaded scav-crawlers launched from the top of Neo-Angeles, pouring through the shattered floor of the flying metropolis like a roaring, mechanical geyser. "Blood on the asphalt!" Jax bellowed, his tires screeching as he drifted his massive bike around a smoking crater in the black glass. "Or whatever the hell they pave their streets with up here!"

“Please hold the elevator., I yell. I run to the elevator and arrive just in time to see a hand jump out and stop the doors from closing. The doors open once more, and my breath catches in my throat. Standing in front of me is a 6’2 white-skinned, broad-shouldered God. He has black, wavy hair that makes you want to run your hand through it. His thousand-dollar suit does nothing to hide his muscular build. His clear green eyes stare into me, making it hard to breathe. “Are you coming in, or would you like to stand there and stare all day?”

"I am going to shatter the structural frame." The metallic groaning above them reached a deafening crescendo. A massive section of the steel damper sheared off entirely, raining shrapnel onto the marble floor. A thick, billowing cloud of the necrotic gas violently erupted from the shaft, flooding the upper half of the penthouse. Dante shoved Elara behind the massive, titanium-reinforced server console, the only object in the room bolted directly into the bedrock of the island. He slapped the C4 charge against the reinforced seam where the ballistic glass met the steel structural pillar.

"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

Pulling one of the frame pieces out of the mess, I heaved it with all my strength and shattered the glass. I could get in now, but the snake could also get out. It dropped to the ground and headed for the opening, then shied back, moving slowly and gingerly. The broken glass cut at its scales. It was so desperate for food, it came at me anyway and let the glass slice it to ribbons. That gave me an idea. I picked up a particularly large shard of glass and waited.

Chapter: Pieces of a Puzzle Muffled through the glass walls of Noah's office, the hum of the city was in vast contrast to the oppressive silence within. He sat behind his desk, his sharp eyes fixed on the document before him, but he wasn't focusing on the words. His mind kept going back to the email he'd received earlier that day, those damning photos, the implications, and the undeniable intention for chaos.

His eyes — those dark, churning eyes — were barren. And something more. Hope. "I don't know if I can ever trust you again," she whispered, trembling voice. "Then let me show you," Killian said without hesitation. "Every day. For as long as it takes." Rain pounded at the windows harder as Isla stared at him — really stared at him. He wasn't the same man who had shattered her. He was exposed. Exposed, even. And for the first time in much too long, she did not see Killian Blackwood, the mogul.

The sheer force of the supernatural energy rippled outward through the entire building. A loud crack echoed through the room, followed by the sound of shattering glass. The massive display case behind my back exploded into ten thousand tiny pieces, showering the floor in shards. The heavy crystal chandeliers above our heads shook violently, their long glass droplets raining down around us like frozen tears. Every single display case along the walls shattered simultaneously, covering the marble floor in glittering shards of glass and expensive diamonds. The lights in the showroom flickered twice and died completely, leaving the entire room in total darkness. The space was illuminated only by

The floor of the 21st level groaned, not with the familiar mechanical thrum of the grid, but with the wet, structural screech of failing stress-load. Anji and Sarah stood in the pitch black, the silence of the Tower ringing in their ears louder than the chaos that had preceded it. The "egg"—the shattered fragments of M-ESSENCE—hadn't vanished; it had dissolved, leaking into the secondary emergency power lines like ink dropped into a glass of clear water.

I hated the people who made me feel like I was the bad guy like I was the monster in the dark when they were the exact same people who had left me to bleed out in the cold mud weeks ago when the city first fell apart. BOOM. Another massive shudder rocked the building worse than the first one. This hit was totally different. It was not the rattling vibration of the smaller zombies throwing their bodies against the wall. This was a heavy solid hit that made the thick glass windows of the control room spiderweb with fresh cracks. "Target confirmed " LUS reported, the light on the main screen pulsing faster and faster like a dying heart. [The first Tier 3 Giant has reached the perimeter. It has