𝗔𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗔 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗢 is sharp-witted, fiercely independent, and tired of living in her brother Kenji's shadow. As the youngest Kishimoto, she's constantly underestimated - especially when it comes to missions with real stakes. So when she's offered the chance to infiltrate a Reestablishment base and gather intel on what they call the "unnaturals," she jumps at it. It's her shot to prove she's more than just Kenji's kid sister, even if he insists the mission is too dangerous. 𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 is a ghost in the Reestablishment's machine. The eldest son of the Supreme Commander of North America and older brother to Sector 45's infamous leader, he exists in the shadows - feared, unknown, and in charge of the darkest corners of their regime. He oversees the asylums where "unnaturals" are imprisoned, buried secrets kept silent under his command. When Aurelia's mission places her deep inside Atticus's domain, she's forced to play a dangerous game posing as a high-ranking operative with access to classified projects. But Atticus is sharp, suspicious, and far more observant than she expected. As their paths entangle in a web of lies, secrets, and unexpected sparks, Aurelia must decide how far she's willing to go to protect the truth and whether she can keep pretending when the lines between enemy and ally begin to blur. Shatter me fanfic oc x oc I DO NOT OWN THE SHATTER ME SERIES ALL RIGHTS GO TO TAHEREH MAFI

Meet Marzelline Warner-Anderson. The girl the world was never meant to see. Aaron Warner's younger sister. Paris Anderson's daughter. The capital's most obedient ghost. Marzelline has lived her entire life beneath the bright, merciless lights of the Reestablishment, where loyalty is measured in silence and fear is stitched into the walls. Her father calls her his finest creation, but Marzelline knows better. She is not honored. She is contained. A power like hers can't be celebrated. It can only be controlled. So when Anderson informs her of her newest assignment... To travel to Sector 45, to observe a girl with a lethal touch, to trace the pulse of a rising rebellion, Marzelline hesitates for the first time in years. But it is also where Aaron is. And the hope of seeing her brother again is the closest thing she has felt to warmth in a long, long time. Not that she has a choice. Her father's commands are not invitations. They are laws written into her bones, enforced by the cold circuitry woven into her mind. Machinery designed to keep her in line, to remind her that her power, terrifying and unfathomable as it is, belongs to him. He cannot use her ability, but he can use HER, and that is enough to keep Marzelline tethered to his will. After all, it is difficult to rebel when pain itself becomes a cage. Difficult to run when the world has made you unbreakable. And impossible for Marzelline to kill herself when immortality feels less like a gift and more like a sentence.

Gabriella perez, the daughter of the supreme commander of South America, had had some tainted history with aaron warner. ever since that one night, aaron had never forgotten about her, her voice...her body. but that was three years ago. three years, and they hadn't seen each other again.

so these stories or one shots would mostly set after the book 'Believe me' by Tahereh Mafi, mostly when they are adults like fr. These are just for fun lmao so I hope you like them. Also, all the characters I use in my story belong to the Author Tahereh Mafi. I don't own any of them. This is just a fanfiction.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺." "𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘪 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘰, 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦." Lilith Anderson was her father's favorite. She lived in the Capitol and trained hard. Whenever she visited the sectors, every face feared her and ran away. She was even more feared than her older brother. When her father assigned a task to her, she was sent to Sector 45 with her brother. that's where she had a guard assigned to her that's when she started to think maybe she wasn't the monster everyone thought her to be... 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗲 Unravel Me Ignite Me Restore Me Destroy Me Imagine Me Believe Me 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘔𝘦? 𝘛𝘉𝘋 all characters and plot expect my own go to the queen Tahereh Mafi 8/20/2025-??

This is just a collection of shatter me oneshots post believe me and pre watch me some smut fluff and angst and loads of fun All the characters belong to the lovely Tahereh Mafi

Twenty-four years have passed since the world was shattered and stitched back together by the hands of those powerful enough to bend reality itself. In the aftermath of bloodshed, revolution, and fragile reconciliation, order was reinstated. Not peace, not justice, but a neat and palatable version of stability. The kind that looks pristine from the outside but creaks when you press your ear to the walls. Azalea Warner, Arian Warner, Cyrus Kishimoto, and Zayn Kishimoto were born into a world rebuilt on the ruins of someone else's revolution. A world eager to forget the blood that bought its peace. Their parents live on as myths now, names printed in textbooks, recited in classrooms with reverence but never understanding. Yet memory does not die with history; it seeps through the cracks, alive in their veins. Aaron Warner and Juliette Ferrars, Kenji Kishimoto and Nazeera Ibrahim. They knew that peace is only ever borrowed, that tyranny sleeps with one eye open. So they taught their children quietly, not just to command water, fire, lightning, and energy, but to see, to question, to remember. They are all, in their own ways, unraveling. The quiet wars waged behind composed faces. Yet somehow, they keep finding each other in the wreckage. In the sleepless nights and silent cries for help, they become one another's refuge. They grow together in the strangest way. Through grief and laughter, through breaking and rebuilding, through the heavy, unbearable ache of simply being alive. And even when distance stretches between them, when silence swallows months at a time, something in their hearts still hums the same tune: a quiet, unyielding promise that no matter how far they fall, they will always find their way back.

The world is in chaos. The Third World War under the leadership of the Reestablishment is ravaging the planet, and at the head of everything is the ruthless Paris Anderson. At the age of seventeen, Victoria is forced to leave her home hide with her family from the bombs that keep falling. Her world came crashing down the moment her friends, home, and the peaceful life she knew were taken away from her. Victoria's life is forever changed when she crosses paths with Aaron Warner, a cold yet captivating figure who sees something extraordinary in her. Aware of her potential, Warner gathers a group of teenagers with special abilities to help them win the war. Victoria learns shocking revelations about herself and her past, which is somehow intertwined with Warner. In a world where everyone is an enemy, maybe they can save each other - or destroy them completely. Even as she struggles with her own moral dilemmas and insecurities, Victoria becomes instrumental in the plan of Restablishment, facing impossible decisions and discovering a strength within herself she didn't know she possessed.

I extended the end of Defy Me to include more of Warner's birthday, lots of fluffiness and watching Tangled. Enjoy! A fanfiction based on Tahereh Mafi's Shatter Me series. All character rights to Mafi.