Bittersweet Rejection Novels & Stories

I said desperately, panic dripping from my tone. "Do you understand or know what rejection means?" Aiden said, turning on his dryer now. "Yes, I do." I breathed out. He turned. "Rejection isn't something to be taken lightly, as it isn't something easy either. If a wolf gets rejected, they lose themselves, bit by bit, every inch of their soul torn away-" "Yes, I know that, but I don't mind!" I cut him off harshly. He only smiled dryly. "By the time the rejection's done breaking you, you won't have a soul or heart left to love me anymore like you want, Arielle."

I trailed off, unsure of what to say next, my mind reeling from the rejection. He didn’t let me finish. His eyes swept over me, cold and appraising, as though I were nothing more than a stranger. “I reject you.” The words were a knife to my chest, sharp and merciless. The bond that had just formed between us twisted painfully, as if it were being ripped apart before it even had a chance to solidify. My knees threatened to fail, but I forced myself to stand tall, to fight against the wave of rejection that crashed over me. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of despair, the connection they shared now taunting me with its absence. Every breath hurt, every beat of my heart a reminder of Kael's

The city moved outside the windows, indifferent and bright, but in here everything was still. Three attempts. Three clean rejections. And the worst part was not the rejection itself. The worst part was the way Roberta Alfred had looked at her each time. Not with anger. Not with suspicion or hatred or the kind of rivalry that at least acknowledged you as a real opponent. With mild inconvenience. The look you gave a persistent fly. Patient, faintly bored, and completely unbothered. Somehow that was worse than being hated.

And woven intricately through these memories was the ache of rejection from Henry, the pain of his cruel words still fresh but no longer binding. “After being rejected by Henry, and hearing him howl to have me back when I had found my second mate…” she mused quietly, her thoughts becoming a guiding rhythm as she played on. With each note, the bitterness that had once filled her heart had begun to dissipate, replaced by the serenity of acceptance. “It seems that Henry is the mate I won’t have.”

A wave of sadness washed over me as I thought about her. "What's wrong?" Hector asked. I shook my head, "Nothing. I miss her, that's all." Hector squeezed my hand in a comforting gesture. I looked into his eyes and saw they held a look of understanding. Hector smiled, "It's OK. When you're ready to accept the rejection, I'll be here for you." I nodded, "I know, but don't worry, I intend to accept it soon." "Oh, really?" Jonathan said. "When?"

and I look at him intently. I don't know what you know about what happens when a werewolf rejects his mate. You've probably heard us walk on one foot and suffer to the brink of death, and some like to say that they feel their hearts tear to pieces. Witchcraft! Cheap theater. I was rejected and I know how I felt. When someone rejects you, you suffer, no one can say that this is not the case, but the pain is more emotional. Involuntarily your eyes fill with tears and you feel a huge loss. The weakest of us do not manage to recover, but usually if you don't know what's going on, you could say that the rejected person suddenly became sad. Nothing spectacular. The consequences of rejection are mo

With every breath I took, it felt as if someone was repeatedly squeezing my heart over and over again. The thought of every cherished moment, every of Leland's touch while we made love, and all the memories we had intensifies the pain. "Nothing can be done, Tris," I replied sadly. "It's over now." "What are you waiting for?" The voice of Rhian broke my thoughts, "He doesn't love you, so why force things? Just accept the rejection and let's be done with it," she snarled. "What the hell is going on here?!" A familiar voice interrupted.

"Love? Who said that I don't love you, Mervin? Can't you see that I am dying to have you? Just tell me. Why not me? Why her and not me?" "That's the question you should be asking." He paused. Then he added " Miranda, you are obsessed with me, Which ain't cool. We are incompatible in many ways. My heart cannot beat for someone like you. You are just the devil's sister in disguise of a human being" After raining all the disheartening words to Miranda. Mervin did not spare another glance at Miranda before locating the door. "No. This cannot be happening. I will never give up on you! You are mine, Mervin, I love you!!"

"Nevertheless, stop bossing me around and just leave." Elliot clenches his jaw. His strong hands grab me by the shoulder and pin me to the wall. "Don’t act like a brat now, Alicia. How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not interested in you as a mate, as you aren't the one I love? You should just accept it and get on with your life. "Move on?" I felt my heart clenching. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Elliot." I push him away from me. I'm finished with you. You don't even have to reject me in the first place." I smirk as his face darkens.

to it. Get used to always being rejected. That's the prize we have to pay for being different." "According to them, we are both cursed creatures and don't deserve happiness. Can you imagine? They feel they are superior over us! And they are right! That's because we really can't do anything to them." Even though I continued talking non-stop to my wolf, I didn't receive an answer. I was met with her cold silence. I knew she wouldn't answer me, but I kept talking. I wanted to push out all the anger, frustration and pains I had been enduring all these years. "Everyone of you are the cursed ones! I fucking hate you all! Who the hell do you think you are! Fuck you to my mate! I don't want any o