Books Like Unbreak My Heart Novels & Stories

The tightness in my chest was indescribable. Of all times, why did someone like him show up when my heart had been shattered? I couldn't give him any promises. The last nine years had worn down my ability to love someone. Would I step into another relationship just to be let down again? Promises were only meaningful when there was love. I couldn't give empty promises like Tyler. Fortunately, nothing had happened between Matthias and I yet. All we shared was that kiss on the night that I was drunk.

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

“No matter what you do, you’re still a burden to me. That’s all you are…a burden!” I snapped my head away from the mirror and pulled my hair loose, so that I wouldn’t mistakenly see the scar again. When I got dressed and went back to the bed, it almost six pm. I hadn’t heard anything from Ethan. I shouldn’t be expecting to after how things were the last time we spoke. He also said he’d be late so, there was actually nothing to worry about. But that didn’t stop me from texting him. Hey. How’s it going? I threw my phone aside after that and grabbed one of the new books from my nightstand. I knew he wouldn’t reply immediately, so what better way to wait than to get lost in a world where my self

He tilted his face up, revealing a scar that ran from his forehead to his brow. "Remember this scar? You got it the third time we divorced. You smashed a vase… but I never blamed you…" "That's because you deserved it," I finally said. "That day, I opened the door and saw Larissa wearing my wedding dress in our bedroom." I broke free from his grasp and, before leaving, glanced back at him one last time. "Love isn't an apology after you hurt someone. I'm not a toy you use and put away. You never understood what love is. Experiencing real love has shown me that what we had wasn’t it."

“Protect her? You destroyed her. You left her when she needed you. And now? Now you sit here, drinking pity like it’s champagne.” Ethan moved back a little. “You think I don’t know that? Every night, every morning, I wake up with her name in my head and the memory of her face the night I broke her heart. I can’t breathe without feeling the weight of what I did.” His voice cracked despite his effort to hold it steady. “I let her go because I thought I was saving her from me, from the chaos I was drowning in. But all I did was burn her to the ground.”

Emily The soft notes of music fill the air as Roman and I share a dance at our engagement party. His hand rests gently on my lower back, guiding me expertly around the floor. To any observer, we must look at the perfect blissful couple - an Alpha enraptured with his newly betrothed mate. If only they knew the truth. Outwardly, I strive to appear indifferent, keeping my expression pleasantly neutral. Inside, my thoughts roil in chaotic calculation. I cannot afford attachment or sentimentality. Not when I finally have within my grasp the means to achieve my true goal - revenge. Sweet, cold revenge on those who betrayed me in the most horrific way.

It did click when I was already halfway to her house, and, at this point, I did not feel like turning back. The last time I’d given my heart to someone, she had broken me in ways I couldn’t fathom going through again. But who wanted to be healed? One thing was certain: women loved broken men and were inevitably attracted to them. They hoped for the impossible—changing them. But the change in a broken person was rare, and I was beyond repair. The word 'broken' for me was like a chronic disease that was slowly yet painfully consuming me. No one. Not even Joy could do anything to make it better, I was sure. Yet, I was running towards her.

As if they'd never curled their sweat dampened bodies around each other, lost in their little bubble where the outside world couldn't pierce through. He did what had to be done, even though he hated himself. He'd earned a degree in the field of breaking hearts. He could blame his family for their breakup all he wants but it didn't change the fact he hurt her badly. After what he did to Gabrielle courtesy of his parent he never intended to see her. But there she was, standing two feet apart from him. He remembered the promises he made to her, he swore to protect her when the world wasn't in her Favour and he failed to do that. He didn't deserve to see her again, not now not ever.

The last thing I need now is to feel this. But what they also do say is that a man scorned is a lethal dose of chaos waiting to erupt. In what seems almost like an instant, I lay to waste whatever finds its way into my path. As I lay my eyes on things that remind me of Mekayla, they find themselves either torn apart and shred to pieces. Broken or thrown into the trash. The very pair of boots that is so loved flies across the room, shattering the mirror to pieces. There is nothing left untouched that can even remotely remind me of the woman that stole my heart and broke it to pieces. And as I finally find myself packing that single suitcase in my car, I turn to Billy, who still thinks that I

She teased back and I shook my head "I don't have the feelings that I feel for Christian towards Dean, it's different." I said and she nodded "I understand but instead getting tired loving someone, it's better that someone love us. They won't hurt us Hailey." Lia advised "I know but I can't force my heart and just give it to Dean, I can't. I know he's so kind and perfect but I don't know what my heart doesn't beat for him." I sighed "Christian will only hurt you and as your bestfriend I'm sick that he kept hurting you." Lia looked at me and I nodded