Novel & Cerita Shattered Innocence Novel

he called out. Vanessa had just ended her call when she heard the voice. Turning around, her eyes met the gaze of her treacherous husband, Lucas, the man who had shattered her soul and broken her heart to pieces three years ago. Hatred coursed through her veins, but she maintained a calm and nonchalant expression "V... Vanessa?" Lucas stuttered, unsure if he was dreaming. The woman before him couldn't possibly be Vanessa. That timid, pathetic woman he once knew could never transform into this stunning beauty.

Her guilt was eating her from the inside out, spiraling further down each passing day. The betrayal nipped at her conscience: she had lied to him, deceived him, and was too cowardly to face the consequences. Worst of all? She still loved him. Still, it had been Noah who had made her alive; he had opened to her the gates of a world she didn't know, where love wasn't just something to be feared but to be embraced. Yet she'd ruined it, shattered it, because of her weakness.

"Kevin, you received a third-class merit. You're now a hero among the citizens. But you traded in my daughter's life for the glory. "I want you to leave right now. I'm sure my daughter doesn't want to see you either. After all, you're the culprit who killed her." Kevin finally regained his senses the moment he heard my dad's words. A tear rolled down his cheek at that moment. Then, he sank down to his knees while crying his heart out. It was as though the numbness that had plagued him for quite some time had finally shattered because of my dad's words. "Mr. and Mrs. Fairfield, I'm sorry! I love Michelle with all my heart! I really hope that she can come back to me! I'm willing to exchange my

If anyone heard, they didn’t care. My heart broke as he forced himself on me, against the cold, unyielding wall. Pain tore through me, shattering what was left of my spirit. I had always pictured losing my innocence with a mate who cared for me, someone who would cherish me. But reality twisted that hope into something dark, something that hurt more deeply than I could have imagined.

And now I am standing in the wreckage of that loyalty, watching her try to rewrite it. She steps forward, her eyes wide, her mouth trembling. “Fiona, you have it all wrong. It’s not what you think~” I laugh. It’s a brittle, hollow sound that feels like glass cracking in my throat. “Why do people always say that? Every damn fucking time. First Edward, now you. You always say it’s not what I think, when it’s exactly what I think. It’s exactly what it looks like. You hurt me. You hurt our friend group. You shattered something that mattered.”

INTRODUCTION Nineteen-year-old Alex Raynot has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she’s learned that survival means never trusting too deeply, and never hoping too much. But when one night of terror drives her straight into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world takes a turn she could never have imagined. Reed. Rhett. Rhys.

Chapter 97 – The Book She Wrote The house was quiet again, but this time it was the kind of quiet that hummed with purpose. The kind of quiet that filled the room with possibilities rather than emptiness. I sat at my desk, pen in hand, notebook open, staring at the blank page for a long time before writing the first words. “Shattered Vows,” I whispered to myself. The title alone made my chest tighten, a reminder of everything I had lived through—the love, the lies, the heartbreak, the forgiveness, and the slow, painstaking rebuilding of myself.

Nina looked at him and smiled faintly. Then she loosened her grip. With a sharp crack, the frame hit the floor and shattered into pieces. “When you tell your father, remember to include this part too.” Behind her, Liam screamed. Nina ignored him. She kicked aside the broken glass and stepped out the door. The shards scattered across the floor looked just like her marriage. Just like her life at that moment. Broken beyond repair. Hopeless beyond words. But there was nothing else to do. Some things had to be destroyed before anything new could begin.

“No whispers of dirt on the girl. There’s no ties to the family business, no skeletons. Pure enough to break Dominic without him seeing it coming.” “Good,” I murmured, the scotch burning a slow path down my throat as I continued to watch her. The way her lips parted slightly in quiet conversation with Treyvan, that innocence a blade I could twist just right. “Keep her that way for now. The cleaner she stays, the sweeter she'll shatter when I pull her in.” My grip tightened on the glass, the ice shifting with a faint crack, mirroring the fracture I planned for her world. The one I'd etch into her skin. The way her lips curved in a polite smile at some donor's droning joke, oblivious to the vi

The shattered fragments seemed to mock me, their jagged edges gleaming in the dim light, as I lay there, lost in a sea of despair, my world reduced to a broken, bloody mess. I wasn’t sure what hurt worse, the urn shards protruding from my chest… or my shattered heart.