To Shatter The Night Novels & Stories

he joked. “It means night or darkness,” she said. “Opposite of light or day. You’re day, I’m night. It’s like fate is telling us through our names that we can never be together. Night and day are always apart. When one comes, the other one leaves. Y-You’re peace, I am chaos. You’re perfect, I’m broken.” Tears started to well in her eyes at that moment and he wanted to touch her by her shoulder and pull her closer to him to console him, and maybe kiss her tears dry, but he was apprehensive that it would just drive her more away from him.

I wanted to tear something, break, and rend. My fingers closed around the neck of the bottle. I flung it at the wall. It made a noise like a small bomb when it shattered, spraying amber-colored liquid on the walls and floors. I heard rapidly approaching footsteps and seconds later, Sharon rushed out. She was in a see-through nightgown and I could see every bit of her body just as if she were stark naked.

She could not move from my place for a long time. And no matter what, the night will pass You will die at night There will be more poison in life at night Now, if it stays, the night will pass in the veins and veins It is too late for sunshine to come from the horizon The night will shatter like a broken mirror The night will shatter like a broken mirror How long have we been wandering in darkness? If you stay, the night will pass in an instant The end of the night is also known to me The magic that has crossed its limits will go away at night

“They’re… reacting to something.” A guttural howl splits the night. Zane. The windows shatter. ---

In that pitch-blackness, with only the faint, lingering scent of cologne in the air, I finally let myself give in. I wept. I wept until my chest felt tight. I wept until my tears blurred everything around me. I wept until the sound of my own cries was the only thing I could hear. And in that never-ending, suffocating solitude, I drifted into a restless, fragmented sleep, knowing that when morning came, the world would wake up to my shame, and there would be no one to save me.

And the night shattered open. To be continued…

Just before the bomb exploded, I closed my eyes in despair and sent one final message through mind-link. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I hereby sever my Mate Bond with you." And with that, I cut the mind-link.

The darkness of the night swallowed their pain, envy and hurt, and for a fleeting moment, they found solace in each other's presence, entwined together in the dark night. ━━━━━━━━━━ So how was the chapter yall peeps?

I hold it as long as I can. The night is endless. The power is too much. I collapse.

She was determined to make something out of it. Lately, though, practice felt off. Her teacher said it was just a plateau, but Lillian knew better. The fact that she couldn't perform the difficult dance moves wasn't due to her physical abilities but rather psychological factors. The pain of losing her legs in her past life still haunted her. Even with healthy legs now, able to run and jump, she'd wake at night, thinking it was just a dream. High-intensity dance moves made those nightmares worse, but she wouldn't quit.