Novel & Cerita Shattered Realms Books

Dawn says calmly as she soothes my back. But I can’t. I can’t breathe. My chest tightens. My lungs seize. I wheeze, sucking in quick gasps that don’t reach deep enough. My ears ring. My skin is cold. Everything tilts sideways. It’s like my body is here, but the rest of me is floating just above it, watching from some detached place. I can feel the surrounding panic rising like steam. But inside, everything is still. Empty. Broken. I am standing inside the ruins of a dream. The tears don’t come. Not yet. What comes first is a stillness so sharp it cuts me open. I thought he loved me. I really, truly thought he was the one.

Given his crimes and the fact that he had lost everything, along with the coldness I could not quite hide, it was inevitable that he would be taught a harsh lesson by someone: what it felt like when everyone turns against you. Throughout his lengthy prison term, he would be haunted by the taste of betrayal by his lover and the cunning traps set by his rivals. Everything has settled then. Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows in the capital company's headquarters, I gaze down at the vibrant city below. Ruby used to be my everything. I would have sacrificed so much for her. However, I see that it was just a prison of my own making. Seven years of marriage was nothing but an elaborate dream.

He holds out his hand, looking me in the eye, “Want to see it then?” I hesitate before resting my hand in his. Before I can blink, the whole scenery changes. “Don’t let go of my hand,” Damien says, calmly. I squeeze his hand in fright as I find myself standing in the middle of what looks like a battlefield. Fighters are rushing past us. Blood is being splattered everywhere and I move closer to Damien, overwhelmed. “Three realms existed,” he murmurs as a blood soaked elf runs past us, stabbing a sword into a male’s back. “The demon realm, the realm of Others, and the human realm.”

The weeks that followed our trip to the warehouse felt like a dream and a nightmare all at once. We moved through our days with a purpose, but each step brought us closer to something we couldn’t fully prepare for. Langford’s network was expanding, pulling us deeper into a world that was still full of ghosts and enemies. It wasn’t just about surviving anymore—it was about taking back control of our lives.

A PAWN & A KING ~ALICE’S POV~ I was still standing there, staring at the door Noah had just walked through, trying to piece my sanity back together. But that was the thing about sanity. Once it cracks, it doesn’t take much to shatter. A low groan cut through the silence. I turned slowly, my stomach flipping as I saw Edward stir on the floor. Another groan, and he rolled onto his side, wincing as he dragged himself up onto his elbows.

The Veil’s voice whispers—Convergence, the heart must burn—and a new rift pulses, its void faint but growing, a whisper of the Voidborn’s return. I kneel, Aelys’s hand in mine, my voice steady. “We’ll face it, Aelys. Together.” The realm’s core hums, the Veil’s balance holding, but the shard’s tendrils spread, and the council’s truce frays, Seris and Kael’s eyes wary. I’m the Convergence—guardian and teacher—and as the Overveil’s shadow looms, Cassia’s fire, Renn’s loyalty, Maddox’s hope, Sylvara’s resolve, Aelys’s voice, Lysara’s redemption, Zorath’s spark, Valthor’s unity, and the keepers’ fragile alliance stand with me. The Veil’s heart endures, but a cosmic war brews, and with the new re

The earth cracked beneath my feet. Not just a tremor or a shake but a deep, violent splitting that roared like the end of the world. I stumbled back as the sky bled shadows, and something ancient began to rise from the shattered crust of the Forgotten Realm. At first, it was only a whisper. Then came the screaming.

The map Damien unrolled crackled with age, its edges frayed like something clawed at them long ago. The faded ink revealed a region blanketed in darkness—no names, no landmarks, just a jagged shape surrounded by thorn-like symbols. “The Shattered Lands,” he said grimly, running a gloved hand across the parchment. “No one returns from there untouched.” Selene stared at the mark pulsing on her palm—the bond magic that had begun to shimmer black along its edges. The same darkness she’d seen in her vision… in them.

He slammed into me hard and wild with no mercy or warning just going straight in expanding me to my limit as I tried to accommodate his monster. I gasped. I shivered. I cried. Tears slipped down the side of my eyes smearing fresh mascara stain on me “This is what you wanted right?” He asked as he slammed in again.

--- The Council assembled within minutes. Orionis stood at the center of the chamber while Aurel, Astra, Caelum, Seraphine, Nerina, Elara, Kael, Chloe, Lucien, and Wesley surrounded the table. Liam placed every known celestial map before them. "We have records of nine realms." "The Four Kingdoms." "Elarion." "The Celestial Realm." "The Shadow Realm." "The Mirror Realm." "The Wild Realm." "The Silent Realm." "The Unwritten Realm." "And the First World."