Books For Heartbreak Novels & Stories

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Brandy's POV: Quietly, I sat down on a rock balancing on the very edge of the pond, wobbling between falling in, and not. Either way, I wouldn't care. If it fell in or not, it didn't matter. All I was concerned about was the horrible metaphysical pain tearing me apart inside. The thing about heartbreak is it doesn't hurt physically, but it's unbearably agonizing emotionally. It took a seriously strong person not to be affected by the excruciating pain in your heart. "Get up from there," an affectionate voice said from above me, "you might fall."

I saw many billionaire ex wife books and I decided to make one. In my story, I think I would like to make it like some sort of sad story because usually I love those type of stories. Also english isn't my first language but I will try my best to make this story finish. I'm pretty sure there will be lots of cliffhanger. I'm so sorry but I'm just busy with school and lessons. And sorry if it's short

Adam picked back his book and continued to read his book like I did not even exist. I gave him one last look before heading out of the library. I was embarrassed and my throat was clogged with unshed tears. I could feel the sides of my eyes prickling. I swallowed. Immediately I went out of the liberty, I ran for a very long time because I was embarrassed. I was really embarrassed and hurt because Adam had hurt me. He had bashed my heart to pieces. Every part of my heart was broken and shattered in pieces. If this was how heartbreak was, then I needed to avoid every single thing, I ran like I wanted to run away from me memories and the hurt.

Chapter Song: Good Mourning by Sophie Holohan The first time I had my heart broken was when Era rejected me when I asked to junior prom. I was very excited. I keep jumping on my bed. Writing the best letter invitation. I even asked Kim to read it for me just to see how she would react. But she couldn't feel a thing.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

Oftentimes it broke on its own, other times it had been shattered: through carelessness or cruelty, and thrown against the wall, it had left stains, almost like the gray one above her bed. But on this winter morning Helen's heart didn't just break: it disintegrated to its elements, and that’s the worst heartbreak of all. Deep inside the chest, atomising hearts leave a void, as hostile to life as the desert. The painful thing isn't even the moment they’re destroyed. It is not the sudden sting as they fall apart, but the creeping, everlasting agony thereafter. Atomising hearts dissolve into a zillion parts, so tiny that they are invisible. So intangible that they can never be rejoined, and th

At this point, I wish I had amnesia and didn't recall anything as I woke up because my head was seriously banging with migraine, my heart was shattered and my eyes were gushing freely with tears. I still can't believe I had loved this man with all my heart yet all I got to return was disdain. I had lived my life to please him and yet all my efforts went unappreciated. “Why didn't you show me the SIGNS?? This man was about to betray me,yet how come did I not see it's coming?’’ I scolded my inner man, sobbing profusely. “Girl, are you talking about SIGNS??, what SIGN exactly are you talking about?...the ones you did not see when he never agreed to sleep with you on the same bed even after 5 ye

PART 2 of book POV X Pain. Pain is coursing through my body, mind, and soul. I can deal with the physical pain, but what I can’t seem to get a grip over is the fresh feeling of pain in my heart. Personally, I’ve never been heartbroken before. I am always the one breaking someone else’s heart, never been on the receiving end. I broke my baby’s heart which completely destroyed mine in the process. My mind is going a mile a minute as Julian walks me to his room. He’s not stupid, he knows bringing me to the penthouse would be a fast trigger.

How pathetic. It was nicer when things were just bad… not now that they are worse. Now the worst thing is that if I’m wrong, people get hurt. And even if I’m right, people will still get hurt. I try to cosy up and sleep. ~~~ At 5:12 AM my alarm clock buzzes. I quickly kill it before it can wake the neighbors or better still my mom. I dress in all black. It includes my hoodie, my jeans and my sneakers. I check the burner phone twice, to make sure the files are encrypted and I still check again before leaving. Right now… Paranoia isn’t a feeling anymore, It’s sadly now a habit.