Tahereh Mafi Shatter Me Series Novels & Stories

"You are nothing. You were born from death, and death is all you'll bring." Those words have followed Zara Cole every single day of her seventeen years alive. Her mother died bringing her into the world, and her father - the Beta of Ironveil Pack - never let her forget it. While her brother trains to inherit their father's title, Zara trains in the dark. Alone. Unseen. Better than all of them. She is the top student. The fastest warrior. The girl nobody looks at twice. Until the day everything changes. When a transfer student named Mira walks into the pack training and decides - for reasons Zara cannot explain that she wants to be her friend, the walls Zara built brick by

I looked down, seeing large streams of blood flowing down my shaking legs. “No…” Damiano breathed out in a whisper. Tears silently made their way down my face as he closed the distance between us. He pulled me tightly into his body, his arms around me as if he was trying to shield me. My eyes closed, and darkness enveloped me, releasing me from the torment of my reality, and leaving behind a heart shattered into irreparable pieces.

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.

I crawled toward the laptop, heart pounding. Damien stepped through the smoke. His gun raised. His eyes locked onto me. He wasn’t sending men anymore. He had come himself. “Give me the drive,” he said, his voice calm. I gritted my teeth. “No.” He sighed. “You never learn.” His gun fired. I dove. Pain ripped through my side. But I didn’t stop. I slammed my hand down— The screen flashed. **Broadcasting…** Damien’s face turned to pure rage. “What did you do?”

He said and then hung up. “Wait, Nathan…” I looked at the screen on my phone. This was all Dan’s fault. There was only one thing I had to do to make all of this right. I quickly jumped into the shower. While in the shower, I could hear Anna’s voice on the intercom beckoning us to come downstairs for tea. While in the shower, I got distracted. Bits of last night’s incident with Yoké started coming back to me: how things happened so fast, and we ended up spending the night in a storeroom full of food. Out of everything that happens last night, there was only three scenes that kept replaying in my mind, over and over again. Like a broken CD, repeating over and over again. In my mind I kept seei

AISHA The cold mud caked under my fingernails didn’t matter anymore. The rain pouring down on my shivering shoulders didn't matter either. Nothing mattered. Just an hour ago, I had crossed the pack border, thinking of nothing but survival. But then, reality crashed into me like a physical blow. Leo. Toby. My sweet, innocent little brothers. What was the point of running to save my own skin if I left them behind to face Mabel’s wrath? Mabel was a monster, and she knew they were my weakness.

I absolutely despise when this side of Seth makes an appearance. I wiped the stray tears from my eyes “I fucking hate this” I let out my frustration as I pushed my way upstairs, throwing myself onto my bed in dire need of comfort. I have never cheated on him nor have I ever thought of doing such a thing. so why does he accuse me of such things? Hell, I'm still a virgin I haven't even gave my virginity to Seth. If I won’t give my virginity to him then why does he think I would give it to Stefan? Or any of the other boys he has accused me of doing in the past. I screamed into my pillow allowing the tears to fall, there was no point in keeping them in. what was the point in a relationship if th

From a princess in a wealthy home to a sex worker, a drug dealer, a prisoner, a heart breaker, a gold digger, a waitress, a sex addict, and finally on my last day a foolish mother who was about to leave her little angel all alone. I couldn't thank Roland enough for accepting me the way I was, for never judging me with my past and shattered heart. And trying to heal my shattered heart. I never thought that I deserved such a man in my life after everything I did to myself. He never cared about my past and chose to stay by my side. I wanted to get married as soon as possible but I couldn't either untill he suggested a way. How I met Roland is also a very important part of my life, a part I want

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.

My skin glows blindingly bright, lighting up the room. "You're shining," Alex says, awe in his voice. "I'm burning," I sob. "It's beautiful." The climax builds. It’s not a peak; it’s a plateau. A high, keening note that stretches on forever. "Now!" Alex shouts. "Release," Echo commands. I shatter. It is a nuclear dissolution. I fall apart. The 'Mia' who led the revolution, the 'Mia' who fought the wars... she dies. And the 'Mia' who remains... she is softer. Quieter.