Bittersweet Rejection Novels & Stories

He was also feeling the pain of the rejection. “It will continue to get worse until you accept the rejection,” he grunted through his own pain. I didn’t know if this was true or not, but I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. It’s so rare for someone to actually reject their mate that there weren’t many details on what happened, or what it was like. The pain increased again, and Atticus and I were both physically bending under the pain and the weight of the rejection. “Accept it,” he growled.

He said looking really sad. “I am sorry. But it’s better for you. I am no good.” I replied, as I swinged back and forth softly on the swings. “That’s my choice. Not yours. If you don’t like me or don’t feel anything, than you can reject me. Not because you’re trying to protect me. Because rejections hurts like hell. It’s more like heartbreak, it’s like a piece of your soul dying. I am sure whatever is going on with you, I’ll find it a lot better than the pain of rejection.”

People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is. I look up her with tears pricking at my eyes from both the immense amount of pain and the thought that I'll never get another chance at a mate. Second chance mates are extremely rare so I will have to go through the rest of my life never feeling the love of a mate. "I, Allistar Macken, accept your rejection." I barely make the words out throuhg gritted teeth.

Alpha Père said to himself as he punch the wall She told me, she loves and will always love me ad she will never accept my rejection And now she fucking accepted the rejection. “ A rejection I made 5 years ago. “ Is what she is accepting today. What does she want to show me? Am sure she is finding a way to make me feel like she is no more a Nerd and weakling But it still hasn't changed the fact that she is woofless. She is woofless and I don't love her. But I don't know why accepting the Rejection is still painful. Yes, I know that it's our mating bond that is broken but it's somehow still hurting me.

But this, this was different. She had told me about rejection, a short while after I finally accepted Alec and Kade. I understood why the twins didn’t mention it, especially after expiriencing Tori’s emotions firsthand. Rejection—it was a knife to the soul. So much different than a physical wound, and twice as deadly. It was a constant, never-ending pain which led to a shortened life. Tori deserved so, so much more than that. I realized she had stood from the bed, and stared in shock when she smiled at me. My eyes were watery, I realized. There were tears blossoming, brought on from the torment of her emotions and the realization that my best-friend had been rejected.

I couldn't be happier. “I'm sorry for how our last conversation went, I really shouldn't have blamed you for the shortcomings.’’ I apologized sincerely. “It's okay. I understood how you felt.” She also seemed happy to finally hear from me. “It has been pretty rough for me, that's why I haven't been communicating with you. The Alpha is being so cruel to me, does he hate me now because of his rejection?” “Rejection does not cause hate. Only in situations where one party is willing but eventually got rejected, the rejected party exhibits the hate.’’ She explained

' Darian, her supposed true mate said, walking around her, inspecting her as if she was some kind of contraband goods. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as the pack looked on, some with pity, others with scorn. She wanted to scream, to rage against the unfairness of it all, but the words stuck in her throat. Instead, she turned and fled, the sounds of the pack's laughter and jeers ringing in her ears. “O-Okay- ” she croaked out, swallowing the sob in her throat because nothing else could be said, She had been rejected. Of course, no one would want her, she was not perfect.

Knowing that he has moved on caused her more pain than she would have liked to give him credit for. She thought she would never experience pain like that again in her life, since she has been numb to it for the past two years. The pain that came after realising that had not been good enough for her own mate, and the hollowness and the void his rejection had caused her was on another level. Looking down at those stormy grey eyes just like his fathers, she felt like she had been left out on a huge part of what her life would've been if her mate hadn't rejected her, and at this moment she loathed him for rejecting her and stripping her off of her happiness.

I was so crazy. Me: I don't know you. Unknown: I just wrote the name, silly. Him calling me silly was so not welcomed. I frowned slightly and glanced up at Mr Nicholas. He was still paying no attention to the surroundings. Me: Excuse me, but you are not supposed to text me. Unknown: I'm sorry, sweetheart. Was this guy serious? Did he have a thing where he loved to piss people off? Me: I don't know you. So fuck off.

Out of nowhere, the backlash struck mercilessly. The flowers Chloe had forced into bloom withered overnight, crumbling into ash. The beauty sustained by my essence began to fracture, too. Her skin grew dry, and her hair fell out in clumps. Night after night, she was plagued by nightmares. She dreamed of a cold, golden moon hanging overhead, silently judging her. "Ethan… I feel awful," she whimpered, trembling uncontrollably in his arms. "It feels like something inside me is rejecting me. I'm so scared."