Bittersweet Rejection Novels & Stories

Alex had provided a distraction, but now I knew he was too anger to give that same distraction again. Trying block out the feeling, I took another sip of the bitter, yet, burning sensational drink, before looking back at the dance floor. I watched as Alpha Zay and Athi were drowned in their own worlds, creating a sense of peace for themselves, while I prayed for that sense of peace to end the torment inside of me. I looked around trying to spot the woman I was destined to me with, but only to have rejected by her. I heard of the pain that would occur after rejection, but right now I would accept it than having to dread upon the possibilities and longing.

“You can stay. It concerns you.” My curiosity is instantly piqued. “My father rejected the proposal.” “What proposal?” I ask. “Marriage proposal.” Arthur replies. I arch a brow. Marriage? “You didn’t tell her?” My brother looks away. “I didn’t want her to get her hopes up. It’s because of the pregnancy, isn’t it?” A curt nod is his only response. My stomach twists inwards. No reputable wolf pack would accept me now. Slowly, I turn away and head up the stairs.

One year was just long enough for a full-term pregnancy. Realizing this was like feeling a knife plunging into my heart. How else could she be so certain that Timothy's so-called illness would take just one year to recover from? There could only be one explanation. Noticing my silence, Beverly abruptly smiled and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around me and holding me so close that it felt like she wanted to fuse our bodies. "You're jealous again, aren't you? You're upset there's still one more year to wait, right? Rest assured that it'll only take one year at most. I'll marry you after that, and we can have a healthy baby together."

Pov: Marshall Ackerman There was so much I hated and every day I had to go through the routine of rejecting women who wanted me to be in a Jacktic relationship with them. I wondered when they were going to take the hint that I didn’t give a rat’s ass about such things and I would rather be alone than spend my time forming a futile connection with some woman just because it’s somehow better than being a lone wolf.

"Alright. Don’t be sad, sweetheart. I’m here for you, always. You know that, right? But can Mommy ask you for one thing?" "What is it, Mommy?" "Giselle, please... forget about James. He won’t be a part of our lives anymore." THUMP! Her words hit harder than any physical blow. It felt like Katniss had completely given up on me, like she was trying to erase every trace of me from their lives—including from Giselle's heart. I clenched my teeth, swallowing down the overwhelming sting of her rejection. I hate this feeling. To be continued...

At that point, I had stopped keeping tabs on him, picking myself up from the crossroads and living my life without looking in the rear mirror. For five years, I blocked him out of my life. His hurtful rejection still echoed in my mind every night. They pierced my heart more than a bullet would. I blinked and broke the eye contact. I wasn’t the inexperienced, gullible woman I was before to fall for his bait. “I’m sorry, Mr. Concorde! There was an emergency I couldn’t overlook.” He almost winced at my haughty tone while the others watched us warily. No one dared to speak out of turn before the new CEO.

He then crawled behind me and pulled me close to his chest while I cried. I didn’t know how long I had cried for, but when I opened my eyes, it was morning, and I had the worst headache ever. I looked down and saw that I was still in my dress from the night beforeand it all came rushing back to me. I’d been rejected. My mate had rejected me. I pulled my blanket back over my head and willed the world to just swallow me whole. So far, being an adult had absolutely sucked.

He sighed. “I don’t drink alcohol except for a glass of wine sometimes.” She told him. “Oh yeah? Well, you devoured those two glasses like you were an expert.” She giggled drunk. “That is the worst alcohol I have ever tasted.” “Yeah well, it wasn't made for girls like you.” She hit his head. “Oww.” “Stop making yourself so bitter. I like the sweet you.” she told him. “The sweet me?” He asked.

She did not recognize him, the mask giving off a mystery around the man, but as she stared into the man’s eyes while they were dancing, she could see the anger, hatred, and disgust in them, towards her. “Do not even expect. Now leave and never show yourself ever again if you do not want the pain of getting rejected.” the man uttered spitefully. The excitement and joy had vanished in her, as the man immediately passed her to the next man as if he was disgusted at her as if he was trying to quickly remove a speck of dirt from his hands. Rejection is a painful process that could cause a wolf to die, and it was said that it would be better to not meet your mate forever than to be rejected offici

That would be my fate if Brad pronounced his rejection completely. Brad was silent for a while, contemplating if I was worth it. I knew that I was nothing compared to his girlfriend, Valerie, who was perfect in every way. And it hurt so bad. All I wanted was a way out of my heartache, a way to avoid the painful reality that I was rejected. "Our rejection has to be sealed, Scarlet. Don't you know the consequences of not doing that?" He touched my arm and I felt ripples of electricity on my skin. "No but–"