Books Like Unbreak My Heart Novels & Stories

It feels like he has his life pushed around the dark and not permitting me to explore every part of him where I was an open book, a painting to be stared at for him. He manipulated me for not telling me everything and that mere thought crushes my heart. If he doesn’t want to tell me everything, he shouldn’t tell me half-truths either. My heart only belongs to him and that thought crushes me more. How can I love someone who always breaks my heart?

It had been almost a week since I miscarried, and he couldn't even be bothered to call me, yet he stopped by my ward because Sue caught a little cold. Sue walked in with a bouquet, saying it was for me, but when she saw the drawing on my bedside table, she totally lost it. "A drawing! It's a drawing!" She crouched down, covering her ears and crying her eyes out. "Zach, hurry! Burn it!" Zach was really worried about her and didn't even check what was in the drawing. He smashed the frame to the floor and flicked open his lighter. My anger boiled over. I yanked the IV needle out of my hand and lunged forward. I stepped on some glass shards, leaving small drops of blood behind me.

I pointed at the most expensive menu option and told the hotel manager, "We'll take this one." Since Sophia insisted on paying initially, this would be my last gift to her. As I left, I glanced at the matching bracelet on my wrist. The irony struck me hard, and I tossed it into a nearby trash can. I had believed I could handle this calmly and control my emotions. But when I saw Sophia with another man in the car I'd bought her, right there in the garage of our new home, I completely lost it. I gripped my phone so tightly that it felt as if it would break, eyes bloodshot. Through the car window, I clearly saw them passionately tangled together on the custom leather seats I had specially order

As the first faint, pale grey light of dawn began to bleed through the edges of the blackout curtains, Eve stared into the shadows of his room, her heart hammering a dark, chaotic rhythm that no equation in the world could ever fix. For the first time in her life, Eve Brooks stopped running the math. She simply closed her eyes, held his hand tight, and let herself fall.

This was literally life or death… “Wait, please!” I whispered, looking down at the ground. My heart was still pounding as I felt his grip tighten. Perhaps he thought I was going to confess my love for the Scots or their ideals. Well, that wouldn’t be too far off, since I did this because of just that—their ideals. But first, I was going to betray them. I looked up and met the face of a man eager to kill. But somehow, I could hear my grandmother’s voice inside my head: never underestimate a woman’s wit or a man’s stupidity to fall for it. The words gave me courage, and I pressed on.

Shane hesitated for two seconds, then raised his hand and called an ambulance for me, saying helplessly, "Lily, why are you acting like Fleur now… She's immature. Are you immature too? Sigh, I really have no choice. I can't just watch something happen to her." He was always helpless. Always had no choice. Always so righteously self-sacrificing. Fortunately, I no longer wanted to hear it. When I got home and washed the filth from my body, I predictably came down with a fever. As I rummaged through drawers for fever medicine, my phone kept chiming nonstop. A string of trending local headlines popped up. [Most Beautiful Registrar Bravely Exposes the 'Poison King's' True Colors]

I just hoped that Vivian wouldn't accuse me of being ruthless then. After all, she was the one who had betrayed me first. She had caused my father's blood pressure to skyrocket, and my mother had almost ended up hospitalized when she nearly collapsed. All I was doing was returning the favor.

Make it meaningful. I also can’t judge others for giving their partners a second chance because, like me, Ryker was worth fighting for until the end. We don’t control time, but it’s still up to us how we value life. When I thought he was the man who broke my heart, it turns out he was the man who fixed and healed my broken heart. He’s fragile, and I want to take care of him for the rest of my life, like he does. Now, we will strengthen the foundation of our love. My love never gets tired of marrying me every year in church, like his friends, he also has a tattoo on his chest, and my name is engraved there.

It was fourth day of the funeral all of Perez were sad, Anna was unable to believe that her elders are gone, she was crying. The four sister went inside the grandma's garden and sat beside a tree. "Soph how come you have twins what's that story" asked Lilliana. "When I left home, I went to Asbeel, he took me in as he was already in love with me, soon I discovered I was pregnant, I was afraid about my curse, so I and Asbeel had collected those books, it was easy due to our teleportation's, when I got those books it revealed something shocking, something my mother does not know, there would be two curse breakers will born who will break this curse once and for all and my kids were born, they h

I harbored a deep resentment toward them, yet I still had to find a way to survive. No longer protected by the Brosnan family, I resorted to using my beauty to become a mistress, only to be pursued by a scorned wife and ultimately sold into prostitution. I got addicted to drugs and contracted various types of STDs. I died on a cold winter night, broke and starving. As I slipped away, amidst a world aglow with lights, not a single one shone for me. In my final moments, I asked myself if I had any regrets. No, I did not.