Shattered Series Book Novels & Stories

“Hold her down. Tear her limbs apart one by one until she tells us where he is.” The two warriors lunged forward, their hands outstretched to grab me. I braced my feet against the stone, preparing to fight with the absolute last breath in my lungs— The entire world exploded into chaos. The massive, grand glass dome at the very center of the Academy library shattered completely. Thousands of heavy, jagged crystal shards rained downward like a violent waterfall, exploding across the stone floor in a deafening, cataclysmic roar. Through the raining glass, a massive, towering shadow descended onto the floor with a force that literally cracked the foundation stones beneath his boots.

"If you are her." Seraphina could not speak. Could not move. "Because if you are," he said. "Then I have spent three years grieving a woman I threw away for a lie. And I do not think I can survive finding out I was right." "Damien." The name slipped out before she could catch it. Not Mr. Cross. Damien. His face broke. "Open the door." Her hand was already moving. She watched it move as if from a very long distance. She slid the chain off. Stepped back.

--- The Shardfall is aptly named. It's a region where the fabric of Lunareth itself seems to have come undone—massive chunks of land floating in midair, connected by bridges of solidified magic that shimmer like glass. Some of the islands are stable, anchored by ancient obelisks that hum with power. Others drift slowly through the air, their paths unpredictable and dangerous. Below them all, visible through gaps in the floating landmasses, is the Core Sea—that luminous blue-white abyss that marks the heart of the Shattered Sphere.

The sphere began to rotate with a hum that vibrated through everyone’s bones. “Ready?” Alina whispered. Casius nodded once. “Always.” For a heartbeat… everything became perfect, peaceful as it should have been. The sphere stabilized. The runes glowed. Shadowmere answered their call with ancient grace. Their departure would be safe. Seamless. Predictable. And then— The Circle Shattered. Collapsed inward. CRACK. The violent sound split the air like a lightning bolt striking stone. Shadows convulsed. The sphere spasmed violently, the once-smooth surface buckling inward.

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.

“I’ll try. But right now… you’re toxic.” The call cut off. I sat frozen, the word toxic reverberating in my skull until it drowned out everything else. My pulse roared in my ears. My breaths came shallow. Everything I’d built, everything I’d bled for—gone, shattered like glass on pavement. With shaking hands, I tried to call Ethan. He'd know something. He'd know what to do, which string to pull, whom to call. But before I could shift the car into gear, a burst of headlights swerved across my windshield. Tires screamed. A black van cut and pinned me in.

INVISIBLE NO MORE It's Monday. It's Monday and for the first time in my life, I am dreading school. Everyone must have heard by now. I have no doubt. First, the nobody, AKA me,is chosen over the elites, by an elite like themselves. And now, they are returning to school. The Elite 4 that chose me, are returning to school. London Morse, Luke and Brendan O'Connor, and Ken Longstruum are returning to school. Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school.

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It was time to move on. The Shadows convulsed and oozed towards the urn with a ravenous intensity. But before I could change my mind, they engulfed it… shattering it into 1,000 pieces. Silver and black shards exploded into the air, piercing my chest and scattering across the room like a dark, malevolent rain. I fell to my knees as my heart shattered, once again, the shards piercing my very soul. I clasped my hand over my heart, struggling to draw breath, and fought to stem the tide of tears that threatened to overwhelm me.

We flipped through, the pages crackling, until my breath caught. “There,” he said, pointing to a faded section, his voice low. I read aloud, my voice tight: “The relic shattered into three. Two remained with Starfang, the other one lost to another pack, its power inexplicable.” My heart stopped, my attunement screaming, the third shard’s mystery unfolding. What else does this book have to say?