Transformers Shattered Glass Au Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How many credits does it take to get you in bed, huh? I have got plenty." My right hand moves before he can blink. My fingers wrap around the stem of the glass on the high table next to me. It is filled with dark red Moon Goddess Kiss. I swing it sideways. The glass shatters against his jaw. Smash. Red liquid sprays across his white shirt. Shards of crystal rain onto the floorboards. Lucas stumbles back. He clutches his face. Blood leaks through his fingers. I lift my arm. I use my left hand to brush a stray piece of glass off my sleeve.

"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

He slammed into me hard and wild with no mercy or warning just going straight in expanding me to my limit as I tried to accommodate his monster. I gasped. I shivered. I cried. Tears slipped down the side of my eyes smearing fresh mascara stain on me “This is what you wanted right?” He asked as he slammed in again.

Vanessa stood frozen in the doorway of the suite. Her hair was wet from the rain outside. Her mascara had started to run. The phone in her hand, the phone with the photo of her and Marcus counting cash, was trembling like she was holding a live wire. "It is you," she whispered again. "You are supposed to be dead." Seraphina stood very still. Damien was between them. On his feet now, his whole body tense like he was about to intercept something coming fast.

"I'm sorry, Kelly. It's all my fault. Hit me. Yell at me. Do anything you want. Just, please… Forgive me, okay? I'll give you my life. If you can come back, I'll die right now." I watched him beg, so small, so desperate, and felt nothing. His life meant nothing to me anymore. I did not answer him. I simply raised my hand. The world around us shifted instantly. We were back in that underground auction. He saw me inside the massive glass box, my hands and feet bound, tears streaming down my face as I screamed in despair. He saw the leering gazes of the men below, heard their filthy comments about my body. The scene changed again.

“Like something alive is stirring here. I can sense it all around me. My power—it feels trapped in these artifacts. There’s a buzzing sound, growing louder the closer I get.” “Don’t stop,” I whisper, placing my hands on her shoulders. “This is the only way we end this.” Jack’s voice cuts through the silence. “Then we better hurry and get out before—” “Before what?” The voice that interrupts him doesn’t belong to any of us. It echoes through the room, from everywhere at once. My instincts flare. I glance up just in time to see the glass dome shatter above us. “Watch out!” I shout. Lydia screams, and I throw my shadows outward, spreading them like wings to shield her. At the same time, Clara f

Erios gazed at the same cityscape, a sense of relief washing over him, even though the burden on his shoulders had only been partially lifted. -Sometimes, it brings about unexpected changes- ### *Shatter!* Out of nowhere, the glass pane guarding Gentle'Sand's storefront shattered into countless shards. "Come out, Idorund! You can't hide from me! I will restore Donkey's glory for His Excellency, Gym!"

Ignoring her protests she pulled Laura back to the dark corner as Laura turned and looked at Steven with helplessness in her eyes. “Please… Come back to me…”Steven’s hoarse voice sounded and suddenly a huge glass appeared between Laura and Steven. Laura panicked and Steven started hitting that glass with full force, Laura also got rid of her mother’s grip on her arm and started hitting the glass with her bare hands. Soon, a crack appeared on the glass and with a huge sound the glass shattered into a million pieces cutting Laura’s hand in a severe way and blood rushing out of her hands like water. SHATTER ***

Leo asked, his voice cutting through the doubt. ​Ren tapped a series of commands into his cracked tablet, his face pale in the screen’s glow. "The Summit Building is a 'World of Glass.' Every floor is transparent, monitored by AI-driven retinal scanners. There are no walls to hide behind, no shadows to slip through. It’s designed to be a temple of 'transparency,' but it’s actually a high-frequency kill-box. If we enter as shifters, the glass will vibrate at a frequency that will shatter our bones."