Shattered Sea Novels & Stories

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

I nodded to Nathan and we both got out of the car slowly, not really sure if we wanted to go in. I stepped over the threshold of the place I called home for the past few months. The once spotless foyer laid out destroyed in front of my eyes. The pristine tile was crumbling under the once majestic chandelier that gravity helped explode on the shining surface. Glass littered the ground that wasn't occupied from other debris. The dark pattern of a wolf and moon was almost indistinguishable by now.

First I lost my mom and then my brother and now my freedom. There was another turbulence and this time I hit my head so hard and passed out. A splash of water jolts me up, I look around and notice there are over a hundred girls inside the container with me. Another splash of water and I turn around, facing the source, it’s a man, with a scar on his face. The container doors have been opened, so light is making its way in. I look beside me and notice a girl still sleeping, I try to wake her and notice her body is as cold as ice, I shake her again and notice she might have bled out, there is a cut in her head and her hair was soaked in her blood.

Jim was blasted out of his wheelchair by the powerful backlash of the collision, whereas Ren took a few steps back and spat a large mouthful of blood. Once again, the winner was unable to be determined. God Valley’s sky was suddenly shrouded in a layer of golden light. The island began to shake violently after that. “What’s going on?” The ship where Tyr and his peers were present also began to shake uncontrollably. A seven-meter-high wave surged from the ocean as if there was an earthquake.

"You're not interested in me. You want what’s inside this shard. But I won’t let you have it.” One of the figures stepped forward, their voice a low hiss. “You don’t understand what you’re holding. It’s not meant for you.” “Maybe not,” she said. “But it’s mine now.” With a final glance at the shard, Lena made her decision. She hurled it into the sea, the glowing fragment disappearing beneath the waves. The figures froze, their forms flickering as if destabilized. One by one, they vanished, leaving Lena alone on the cliff.

Charlotte’s shoulders collapsed inward, like she wanted to disappear. I closed my eyes, and the rage surged through me like wildfire. It wasn’t just about Evan and Charlotte. It wasn’t even just about betrayal. It was years - years - of being taken for granted, of having to be the bigger person, the one who understood, who endured. And now I was standing in the middle of a room full of people - an audience - and two of them had shattered me. I felt the burning bile rise in my throat. Felt it clawing to be released.

She looked over her left shoulder to find that the whole side of the castle had crumbled into the sea, causing a mighty wave to crash over them. She heard screaming and looked back to see the Immortalists tumbling into the sea. They fell so quickly they didn’t even have time to fly to safety, and as soon as they hit the waves, the angry ocean swallowed them up. As the tiles began to give way beneath her feet, Scarlet slammed her back against the wall of the corridor and pushed Sage back with her arm. The black water churned several feet below them. Scarlet suddenly felt as though she were balancing precariously on the ledge of a mountain.

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.

I pressed harder. The cliff loomed ahead, jagged, merciless, the ocean below roaring like it was calling for me. Its waves smashed against the rocks with a violence that mirrored the storm inside me, each crash echoing the beat of my racing heart. My tears blurred it all into a painting of chaos, red from the dying sun, black from the shadows creeping over the land, white from the foam that exploded upward like the sea itself was screaming.