Badass Rejected Novels & Stories

There are a million things unlikable about you, asshole. "Do you want me to tell you honestly?" I asked with a polite smile and he stared at me up and down interestedly. "So, I'd appreciate it if you rejected me right now." "If you feel so strongly about it, why don't you reject me yourself?" I can't do that. I once had a mate and I rejected him, I don't have the ability to reject my second chance mate. Only Mr. Gomez can reject me. "I..." He smirked, "you can't, can you?" That could only mean one thing."

Nate Moore, Gemma of Brookside Pack was my fated mate and for a second, I didn't know what to do with that piece of information. Was I supposed to be happy or sad that I was created for Nate Moore? I didn't have to think further because Nate had simplified everything when he publicly rejected me out there in the training ground. "That's the dumbest excuse in the books." Allison grounded out, her eyes flashing red as she growled in anger. "Hey relax, I accepted his rejection and if it makes you feel better, he wanted me back but I rejected him for another," I mumbled the last part a shy smile making an appearance on my face.

In an instant, dad springs up from his seat, positioning himself right by my side, prepared to step in if necessary. “I Mason Lee Roseman Alpha of the Wild Rose Pack, reject you, Skyler Marie Rebello as my mate and future Luna.” Tears streaming down my face, I can't help but cry out in agony, feeling the pain consume me. My gaze fixates on Mason for a brief moment before I gather the strength to speak. “I, Skyler Marie Rebello, acknowledge and accept your rejection.” As I turn around to face my parents, the whole packs words pierce through the air, echoing in my ears. “The Wild Rose Pack hereby rejects you, Omega Skyler Marie Rebello, from our pack.”

' He yells. 'He forcefully turns Alyssa around by her arms. 'Do it now, or everyone will know you as a traitor to this family. Do you want your mother living with that reputation?' Alyssa is crying. She shakes her head no.' 'Forgive me, Zenith. Please forgive me. I, Alyssa Moonstone, reject you, future Alpha Zenith of Shady Crest as my mate.' I'm crippled with severe pain in my chest. It feels like she has ripped my heart out. I see Alyssa in the same pain, gripping her chest. Everyone gasps and watches on in horror. Rejecting mates is extremely rare. Most would never witness a rejection in their lifetime.'

I scribbled on the bottle of the paper. We both signed and he handed the papers to the chief. I breathed heavily. I wasn’t ready to bear the pain of being rejected so I thought I would reject him first. “I, Cassandra Aston, reject Alpha Brutus as my mate," I said and his eyes narrowed instead of being painful. He was my fated mate, doesn’t he feel the pain I was feeling right now? If he had loved me he could have a bit of pain, but he was a giant rock unaffected by any emotions.

“So she really rejected you?” Cassandra’s gentle voice floated from behind her cup of coffee. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction, though her face was polished with a mask of concern. Adrian sat across the table, his face dark and heavy. He nodded slowly. “Yes… she rejected me. Not just rejected, Cass… she said I was the biggest mistake of her life.” Cassandra feigned shock, covering her mouth with her hand. “Oh my… Rosemary could be that cruel? I thought after everything you’ve done, she would at least soften a little.”

I asked, “Did he really have sex with you?” “No, he didn’t.” “You fucking—” I cut myself off, raking my hands through my hair. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes all through my life, but accepting you as my mate was the biggest.” She flinched like I’d hit her. “I will correct that. right here, right now.” “What are you saying?” she questioned, wide eyed. “I, Alpha Cassian Nightingis, reject you—” “No!” she grabbed onto me, “No, no, no! Don’t you dare do this to me Cassian, don’t you fucking dare. Not after everything we’ve been through,” she pleaded, “I will not accept your rejection. I won’t take it.”

To me it felt like venom. The rejection bond throbbed within me, painful and relentless. Every beat echoed his name — a non stop , stinging rhythm. Each breath felt like fire. Nobody ever mentions how messy the rejection is — how it shreds through you ripping away every part of the bond, until you're raw vulnerable and half-mad. And Kael did it without even blinking. He held my affection, once upon a time. Or better put I'd loved the idea of him, the possibility he represented — a future alpha, powerful leader who once in a while paid me mind. However, that illusion shattered when he rejected me.

Caomh demanded, his voice suddenly tight with panic. I didn't answer him. I threw the jacket onto the floor. It landed right in the puddle of spilled rosehip tea, the dark, sweet liquid soaking rapidly into the silver crest, staining it brown. Loud gasps echoed all around me. Disrespecting the pack colors was a massive, unforgivable offense. "I, Meghann Clemmie Nelson," I said, my voice ringing clear and strong over the crowd, "accept your rejection." Caomh flinched violently as the finality of the words settled over us, completing the ritual.

"From my pack." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?" I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me." Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?" I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them." Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."