Shattered Realms Books Novels & Stories

Ashenrealm trembled under the storm of Malakar’s assault. The Shattered Vale was a maelstrom of fire, shadow, and steel, every step of the battlefield vibrating with magic and fury. Soldiers screamed as monstrous beasts crashed through their lines, sorcerers cast twisted spells that warped the earth, and the sky burned with the reflection of molten rivers below. Yet at the heart of the chaos, two figures moved as one, a king and a healer, bonded in blood, fire, and desire.

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

A computer sat in the corner of the desk and there was a bookshelf along the adjacent wall. It would have given off a professional vibe if not for how trashed it was. Papers were scattered and torn all over the surface and floor, making the floor look white and black, hiding the dark carpet underneath. The computer monitor was shattered and laying uselessly on its side with the mouse and keyboard completely yanked off and thrown over to the other side of the room. The books on the shelves joined the papers on the ground. The different colored covers set off a contrast to the overwhelming black and white, but left the shelves looking dull and empty with the bare wood exposed.

I checked the backseat to make sure I grabbed my gym bag, and headed out of the human city and into the pack lands. The drive was always peaceful, the dessert turning into mountains with an expansive wildlife. My father somehow convinced a High Priestess to create barriers, no one unless they were members of the alpha pack could enter, and if they tried they would burn from the inside out before there was nothing left. I’d seen it happen once, a lone wolf was unaware he was about to step into our territory, by the time we heard the screams, it was too late. My father was extraordinarily pleased that the barriers worked, and not at all worried about the loss of a life over a mistake.

"Yes. Sorrelia is one of the few cities left to defy the Emperor and his ban on magic. The loss of the pearl spells the beginning of the fall of magic in Sorrelia and with it, the hope of its free people." After a while, Casser returned with a bunch of bananas in his hand and gave some of these to Wen and Eldion. "We need to get going. We need to find shelter before it gets too dark."

Lyra shouted back, “Then break the rules!” Their bond—sealed in fire and moonlight—ignited between them. Power erupted in a wave of gold and crimson, light searing the darkness. The Gate’s voice cracked. Stone collapsed. Reality trembled. And then— Silence. A single pulse echoed through the world. Not of pain. But of acceptance. The Gate shattered. And Lyra and Kael fell— Not into death— But back into the world. ⸻ Forest of the Hollowed Ones Lyra gasped as air filled her lungs.

Those youthful promises were so passionate that they always made us believe they would come to fruition. But as the years passed, our apartments got bigger while our relationship just grew colder. My desk was filled with bottles of pills that he never even noticed. I let out a soft, bitter laugh. "I'm not acting. And there's no need to pretend anymore. Honestly, I should have realized a long time ago that our wedding was never going to happen." Before he could speak, I pulled my hand free and walked out. At the door, I paused and looked back. "At the end of the day, you need to have some boundaries. She's about to get married. No matter how hard it is for you to let go, you shouldn't go medd

Just like that. And in that moment, as I pressed my trembling hand against the locked door, I felt something inside me shatter. Not just love. Not just trust. But the last piece of the woman who once believed Ethan Smith was her forever.

Lauren snatched the shard from my hand, her slender fingers trembling faintly under the sunlight. The moment she clearly made out the letters engraved on it, the once arrogant and imposing Miss Hayes suddenly found her breathing turning rapid.

Every pack sending distress calls reported the same – waves of creatures, targeting anyone with divine blood or bonds. "They're testing," Volkov said. "Seeing how much pressure the realms can take before—" The world cracked. Not metaphorically. An actual crack appeared in the air, spreading like fractured glass. Through it, I glimpsed other realms – the Flame Realm where everything burned eternal, the Winter Realm of Volkov's power, the Void where nothing and everything existed simultaneously. And in that Void, something massive turned its attention toward us. "Don't look at it!" Volkov commanded, but too late.