Shattered Universe Novels & Stories

Breaking her legs was from her past life, and he knew. Apparently, he had been reborn, too. That was why he could pull her out of harm's way just in time when the truck came, changing the outcome of her past life. "So, you're reborn, too?" she asked. He sighed, but his expression didn't soften. "This time, let's both move on." He turned to leave without another word. That night, Lillian walked home alone. When she tried her fingerprint to unlock the door, it failed.

I clenched my fists, swallowing back a sob. "Today, I think I've figured something out, and tomorrow, it's ripped away. It's like the universe is playing a cruel joke on me." My voice cracked as I shook my head. "What have I done to deserve this? This life... this—this emptiness..." Before I could finish, strong arms wrapped around me, and I crashed against Liam's chest. I froze.

It's too late. Rachel felt her heart in another wave of hopelessness that crashed upon her. "So now you want me to just be a liar? Keep pretending everything's okay when I can't even stand it anymore? Vanessa let out a deep, frustrated sigh. "Of course, because it would have to be. And if you confess now, everything will fall apart. Everything we've worked for, everything we've planned-gone. Can't you see? You can't take it back once it's been done."

It can decimate the entire warehouse in an instant! Violet kept screaming. "Are you insane? That means you won't be able to survive as well!" Daniel exclaimed, "I never planned to survive from the start! Kevin's the reason why my life is ruined! I want him to die with me no matter what!" At that moment, Kevin rushed up to Daniel and began beating him up by punching him repeatedly. He might be a forensic doctor, but he hung out with police officers all year round and picked up some moves from them.

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

Breakfast" Erica said and went past her daughter. She would talk a few senses into her after the breakfast is over. That morning, the large hall was filled with the few members of the ranger's pack that were yet to sneak away from the pack. Many had left secretly to find solace elsewhere. Many that lose their husbands and sons, left to find comfort in another pack and forget their sorrow and misery. A misery that Lukas plunged them into and a seed of sorrow he had planted in their hearts forever. Fred Wilson sat on the throne and his guards surrounded him. Some guards were at the door and some were keeping the boundaries safe. The entire pack had been subjected to a new system of power, whic

The stars vanished silently. Three entire realities— Dark in an instant. Not destroyed. Worse. Unmade. Luke stared in horror as those worlds simply… ceased to function. Their skies folded inward. Their laws dissolved. Their existence unraveled into impossible fragments. And then— Nothing. The structure convulsed violently around the loss. The presence recoiled like it had been stabbed. “…reality failure confirmed…” Lily’s grip on Luke tightened painfully. “Oh my god…” The hand reaching through the shattered seal flexed slowly—

Every love created grief. The being could not understand why creation accepted such pain. So it tried to fix it. The dream twisted. The world's shattered. Entire realities vanished. The being tried again. And again. And again. Each attempt ended in failure. Each failure created another dead universe. Another grave. Another ending. Until eventually… The creator broke. The vision shattered.

The weave begins to shift, casting a massive, glowing holographic illusion into the air above the pavilion. It’s a perfect, shimmering reflection of the Silvercrest mountain range—but the peaks are fracturing. The glowing silver lines reveal the hollowed-out centers of the northern granaries, the empty vaults beneath the palace, and the massive, bleeding red lines of debt connecting the Joyce family treasury to the High Council’s private accounts. The Shattered Mirror is reflecting the exact economic rot Emily intercepted in the dark. It is showing the entire world that the mighty Northern Empire is completely, utterly bankrupt.

The universe erupted. It was not a sound of violence, but of pure, crystalline destruction. The café’s large front window did not crack; it disintegrated. A million shards of glass suspended in the air for a breathtaking second, a chaotic, beautiful, and deadly galaxy born from a single, precise point of impact. Time didn't slow. It simply broke into a before and an after.