Shattered Sea Novels & Stories

The sun was warm as its rays filtered through the windows. I tore up the DNA test report. Finally, all the love and hatred in the past could be sealed away in these torn-up fragments now scattered across the floor.

“Our vow. Our promise. Our life.” He leaned in, pressing his forehead to mine. “It’s ours. Completely, unshakably, and forever.” The waves rolled in at our feet, white foam kissing the sand, and for the first time in years, I felt the past, present, and future merge seamlessly. Every scar, every tear, every heartbreak had led me here—to this moment of clarity, of freedom, of love. I whispered to the sea, my voice carried by the wind: “To love, to lose, to rise again—and never to forget who I am. I vow it. I promise it. I live it.”

"I’m better than okay. I’m finished with him." But as I look toward the horizon, I know the Shattered Mirror isn't just a weave anymore. It’s a trap. And Lir just walked right into the center of it.

The North Sea was a violent churn of slate-gray water and freezing spray. Somewhere beneath the crashing waves, the base of the Aethel-7 Rig groaned—a decommissioned relic of the Thorne Energy era that had officially been declared a "marine hazard" five years ago. "Thirty seconds to the drop-zone, kid. Try not to puke on the upholstery; this stealth-skiff cost more than your tuition," Isabella said, her voice crackling through Leo’s earpiece.

I looked out over the sea of liberated shifters. There were thousands of them. They stood in the wreckage of the iron refineries and the shadow of the broken towers, their tattered rags fluttering in the cold wind. They weren't cheering. They weren't weeping. They were simply... still. Every single pair of eyes—ten thousand pairs—was fixed on me, glowing with that soft, steady, haunting crimson light.

The ground trembled. A crack split across the road. Water burst upward, throwing the first security car onto its side. Men shouted. Raiken covered me as glass shattered across the pavement. The black ocean rose above the cliffs. Not a wave. A wall. Inside it, something enormous opened two glowing eyes. Then a voice rolled across the shore. Bring me my queen. Scene 23: Trapped at Sea The water struck before we reached shelter. Raiken pushed me into the car and climbed in after me. The driver accelerated as the wave crashed over the road.

The same way morning sunlight streamed in through the trees, all broken and golden and almost pretty enough to hide the sharp edges underneath. Almost. “Where is he?” I asked. Marcus said, “At the packhouse. He moved back in once things got bad enough for the medics to need him close.” A pause. “He stopped shifting six weeks ago. His wolf can’t keep up with it anymore.” Those words landed heavy. I knew what it meant up close—bond deterioration so advanced that the wolf side starts slipping away. First shifting hurts. Then it’s nearly impossible. Then it’s gone entirely. There’s nothing fair about it.

Straight toward me. Gabriel turned instantly. Too late. The arrow pierced my shoulder hard. Pain exploded through me. I screamed. Gabriel caught me tighter immediately while blood spilled across his hands. Silver burned like fire beneath my skin. Everything inside me shattered. The mark on my wrist exploded with light. The ocean answered. Massive waves crashed violently into the hunter fleet while the Sea Guardian roared again. Ships broke apart instantly. Hunters disappeared beneath the water screaming. The Hollow attacked wildly now, destroying everything in its path.

Riggin Why didn't I bring my phone? Stupid move! I could feel the cold ooze of blood dripping down my arm. Where could her phone be? The terrain was rough and my calves were burning “Riggin” I faintly heard my name as I continued searching. It was still dark out, the moon was hidden by clouds so I wasn’t having any luck. A shriek came from her direction as she screamed my name. Trying to be careful not to trip over my feet again I bolted in the direction I’d just come from. Dang it, she tried to sit up, she had to have a concussion, the gash on her head didn’t look too deep but I didn’t want to frighten her anymore than she already had been. She was showing signs of shock and I knew I needed

He smiled, he slightly understood what was the mermaid wanted to say. B-But you never came back. I didn’t realize that my eyes were flooding with tears. “Why are you crying Nolan?” Orlene asked. I shook my head, “N-No, it’s nothing.” I replied. “It will be much better if you will not ask him more,” Amansinaya said. Orlene seemed to understand it so she just kept herself quiet. “Let’s go?” Amansinaya asked; we nodded at her. The setting sun was the last thing I saw as the time we went underneath the sea.