Badass Rejected Novels & Stories

Now my baby is going to die because he’d rather be with a psychopathic barbie doll than a halfling. My head whips manically back and forth, “No.” I gasp deliriously. “You don’t get to reject me.” I slur, “I reject you, Bastien! Do you hear me?” I shout the words into the conflagration, “I. Reject. You!”

We stayed silent for a long moment. “What if I refuse?” he broke the silence. “Refuse what?” “All this mating shit.” I froze, “W—why?” “I’m not doing it. So, what happens next?” I remembered what my uncle told me about rejection; “Mates are like your other half, and if they reject you, well then you might die out of heartbreak.” I gulped. “So?” “Bad consequences,” I mumbled. “Like what?” Alexander furrowed his eyebrows.

Turns out that it brought a bucketful of hassles. “This is so tedious,” Larissa said. “I don’t know what you’re moaning about,” snapped a middle-aged woman standing in front of us whose bulk suggested she was a bear shifter. “Everyone keeps homing in on you. After you reject them, they drive off in a huff and don’t bother asking if we want a job.”

Would he say yes? "You're the third girl to tell me this today. Wanna know how I rejected the first two?" Mason replied casually. "How?" "I told the first one her vibe wasn't up to my standard. Bad match. Can't get hard." He gave a scummy chuckle. The girl blushed and continued, "And the second one?" "I told her there was nothing special with her pussy. I fell asleep not because I was exhausted, but because I got bored." I was sweating. How was anyone supposed to react to this?!

I mean, what have I done in life that’s so bad she’d curse me with a mate who’d reject me? Hours pass in the blink of an eye, and I try to hold back a scream when the fire burns in my belly. This is not going to be easy by any stretch of the imagination. ‘Vasara, are you there?’ I call for my wolf, but she doesn’t answer. ‘Vasara, please don’t ignore me right now. I need you,’ ‘I’m not talking to you!’ She snaps. ‘You hurt our mate.’ ‘He rejected us, Vasara! He didn’t want us! It might have escaped your notice, but I didn’t accept it. You should be mad with Bastian, not me.’

The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

"He is an ass. If he has such a bad personality. I will say good riddance to bad rubbish." "The shame is too great to bear. I was the only one rejected at the Coit Tower today. I hate to admit it but Tara was right. No one wants me!" "Who said you were the only one rejected? Jasper got rejected too." "What?!" "Yeah, it shocked us all. Seraphina Darkwater outrightly rejected him. Although she did not state her reason." Leo revealed. "So cheer up. You weren't the only one rejected. An Alpha's son got a taste of it too."

although, I didn’t even own that title. Yet. The intercom buzzed again, Ms. Biggle most likely realizing I was waiting for more information before I responded. She spoke with a shaky voice, “They’re telling me not to say who they are, but to tell you, and I quote, ‘Stop being an asshole and let me into your office, or I’ll deny your fantasy trade request for the second Guardian’s game in April.’” Of course, I wouldn’t be so lucky as to have Kelsey give me a goodbye office session. Throwing my head back and groaning, I pushed the intercom button. “Send him back.”

Not a question. I said nothing. "Your mate." He leaned forward. "And something went wrong." I looked at the floor. "I made a decision." The silence that followed was the worst kind — the kind where someone is choosing their words because the ones that come naturally would break something between you. "Tell me what you did," he said. "I rejected the bond. She wasn't — she didn't fit what the pack needs. She had nothing. No family, no pack, no status. I couldn't —"

The weight of his decision on the night of the Moon Celebration had been crushing him ever since. Alpha Burst had chosen Sierra over Luna as his mate that fateful evening. It was a choice that had left Luna heartbroken and humiliated, and it had shaken the very foundation of the pack. Luna had been the one he was destined to be with, yet he had allowed cultural assumptions and insecurities to cloud his judgment.