Broken Emotions Novels & Stories

I watched as Queenie stared blankly at her bleeding hand. She didn't call a nurse for help. Instead, she kept crying. "Niels, I miss you. I really miss you. I was wrong, so terribly wrong. I lost you for someone like this." I couldn't accept Queenie's apology. Despite everything, and even though I no longer loved her, I didn't want to see her being hit. But now, I was nothing more than a pitiful ghost whom no one could see or hear. I couldn't help her in any way.

I muttered to myself with a short laugh, a laugh that speaks a lot about how messed up and shattered I am. "What were you thinking when you were saving him!" my mother's cracked voice cut in. "Why repay us with this? I couldn't sleep last night because I knew the next day would be the last day I'd set my eyes on you; you can't imagine the severe grief I feel now! You might be killed or made a rogue "She bawled, sadly. "I pray they keep me alive. I am so sorry for what I did" I pouted, feeling so bad at seeing the tears and pain in my mother's eyes.

“Maybe I’ll die.” “Don’t say that.” Elinor’s voice was sharp. “Don’t you dare say that.” She helped me into bed, pulling the covers up. My whole body ached. Not just my chest where the bond had been, but everywhere. My bones felt like they were breaking. My skin too sensitive to touch. My head pounding. “This is normal,” Elinor said, wringing out a cloth in cool water. “After a bond breaks, the body goes through a kind of… mourning. It’ll get worse before it gets better.”

he whispered, his voice cracking, and I could hear the faint sound of tears. Hearing Lucian cry, hearing the depths of his remorse and desperation, struck something fragile within me. For a moment, my anger wavered, and the old, lingering connection I’d felt for them flickered. They had hurt me—deeply, undeniably—but I had never imagined them breaking like this, pleading and shedding tears over me. I felt torn between the intense bitterness that had become my shield and the love that had never fully died. I knew I had to choose, to decide if these broken men who had caused me so much pain could ever truly earn my forgiveness.

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.

She asked softly. "I wish," Nana replied, her eyes were suddenly desolate as she stared at space before her. "I wish he had physically a.bused me rather than the heartache he made me went through." "Don't say that, please." Zeenah felt her eyes moist with tears, but she didn't let them fall, she held them. "You never know how hard it is to break free from the trauma of being a.bused, especially when you've had a manipulative spouse."

Just how? I move closer to her and called out her name numerous times but didn't get a respond from her,she was lying there peacefully, my heart was hurting, I my self was hurting, how could she leave me when she promised not to,I tried all my best to wake up but later realise that she's gone and she could never come back to me I was so devastated,I don't know what else to do "Kareem please don't do this to your self, don't hurt your self,she's gone,she's gone.. There's nothing you can do about it"

Fuck those sacrifices. “No matter what, once in your life, someone will hurt you, that someone will take all that you are, and rip it into pieces and they won’t even watch where the pieces land. But through breakdown, you’ll learn that you’re strong, and no matter how hard they destroy you, you can conquer anyone. You’re strong, Melissa. I know, I’ve witnessed it. ” Eugene said softly.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"