Shatter Me

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In This Exhilarating Sequel To Shatter Me, Juliette Has To Make Life-changing Decisions Between What She Wants And What She Thinks Is Right. Decisions That Might Involve Choosing Between Her Heart—and Adam’s Life.

I’m supposed to harness my Energy, Castle said. Our gifts are different forms of Energy. Matter is never created or destroyed, he said to me, and as our world changed, so did the Energy within it. Our abilities are taken from the universe, from other matter, from other Energies. We are not anomalies. We are inevitabilities of the perverse manipulations of our Earth. Our Energy came from somewhere, he said. And somewhere is in the chaos all around us. The Reestablishment said their way was the only way to fix things, so they threw Juliette in a cell. Now so many people are dead that the survivors are whispering war – and The Reestablishment has changed its mind. Maybe Juliette is more than a tortured soul stuffed into a poisonous body. Maybe she’s exactly what they need right now. All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart." Juliette Has Escaped To Omega Point. It Is A Place For People Like Her—people With Gifts—and It Is Also The Headquarters Of The Rebel Resistance.

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One of the central themes of “Shatter Me” is the exploration of love in the most adverse circumstances. The relationship between Juliette and Adam Kent, a soldier with secrets of his own, is beautifully depicted. Mafi masterfully portrays the intensity of their emotions, making their love story a pivotal element of the narrative. The Antagonist: Warner The screams are only the beginning. No, I whisper. A faint blush flushes my face and I’m happy it’s too dark for him to notice. He must have heard my cries. I know many found this book to have a very unique writing style, but I can't help but think how terrible and awkwardly written it was. Warner takes a deep breath. A million more. Right hand over left, spinning the jade ring on his pinkie finger over and over and over and over “It’s over,” he says.

I focus on the window between me and my freedom. I want to smash this concrete world into oblivion. I want to be bigger, better, stronger. I’m tired and weak from hunger, but other than a few general aches, I seem to be fine. I’m alive. I’m breathing and blinking and feeling human and I know exactly why. However, there was one thing that for me was even more annoying than the descriptions, the similes, the strikes, and that was the stupid repetition thing: "and then and then and then..." Again, if it had been used once, or sparingly even, then it wouldn't be so bad. I may have thought it was an interesting literary technique. But Shatter Me had way way way too much of everything (see what I did there?). Dangerous, sexy, romantic and intense. I dare you to stop reading!' – Kami Garcia, bestselling author of the Beautiful Creatures series Now I am left with the crushing decision of whether or not I try book two (since I, like an idiot, already bought it) or if I just march the whole trilogy down to my favorite used book store and hope the fact that this series is about to have a new book published gets me top dollar.Shit!” He practically flings the tray through the opening, pausing only to slap his palm against his shirt. “Shit, shit.” He curls his fingers into a tight fist and clenches his jaw. He’s burned his hand. I would’ve warned him if he would’ve listened. He inches forward and I’m almost scared to breathe. His fingers graze the starchy fabric of the only outfit I’ll ever own and I manage to exhale. As long as he’s not touching my skin. As long as he’s not touching my skin. As long as he’s not touching my skin. This seems to be the secret. Original fan-girl praise (because I am incapable of actually writing a true unbiased, unaffected review for this series): The Reestablishment Said Their Way Was The Only Way To Fix Things, So They Threw Juliette In A Cell. Now So Many People Are Dead That The Survivors Are Whispering War– And The Reestablishment Has Changed Its Mind. Maybe Juliette Is More Than A Tortured Soul Stuffed Into A Poisonous Body. Maybe She’s Exactly What They Need Right Now. Do I need to explain how shitty this writing is? And yes, before people yell at me and tell me that I don't understand metaphors... I do. But the excessive use of them and just metaphors themselves are maybe not my thing.

I hear no showers running and my heart stops. This particular room is rarely full, but there are usually others, if only 1 or 2. I’ve come to realize that the asylum’s residents are either legitimately insane and can’t find their way to the showers, or they simply don’t care. Sonya and Sara. They were there too, the healer twins, they helped Warner. They helped him save me because he’s the only one who can touch me now, the only person in the world who’d have been able to transfer their healing power safely into my body. No one is there,” I tell him. “It’s just our breakfast. ” 264 breakfasts and I still don’t know what it’s made of. It smells like too many chemicals; an amorphous lump always delivered in extremes. Sometimes too sweet, sometimes too salty, always disgusting. Most of the time I’m too starved to notice the difference. I try to fight it off but it lingers, and the more I try to ignore the memory, it multiplies into a monster that can no longer be contained. I don’t even realize I’ve fallen against the wall until I feel the cold climbing up my skin; I’m breathing too hard and squeezing my eyes shut against the sudden wash of mortification.The Reestablishment Said Their Way Was The Only Way To Fix Things, So They Threw Juliette In A Cell. Now So Many People Are Dead That The Survivors Are Whispering War—and The Reestablishment Has Changed Its Mind. Maybe Juliette Is More Than A Tortured Soul Stuffed Into A Poisonous Body. Maybe She’s Exactly What They Need Right Now. Despite having a degree in English and Literature, I am usually pretty easygoing about typos and grammar, especially when it comes to self-published stuff. When we’re finally trapped in the familiar 4 walls of claustrophobia, Cellmate won’t stop staring at me. Addictive, intense, and oozing with romance. I’m envious. I couldn’t put it down.” (Lauren Kate, New York Times bestselling author of Fallen) Throughout the story, Juliette grapples with her identity, power, and the moral choices she must make in a world where trust is scarce, and danger lurks around every corner. “Shatter Me” is a thrilling tale of love, survival, and the struggle for freedom in a dystopian society where hope is a rare and precious commodity. The Enigmatic Protagonist: Juliette Ferrars