Broken Emotions Novels & Stories

The destruction is loud but it doesn't quiet the storm inside me. My body shakes with not only rage, but regret so sharp it feels like my veins are filled with glass. What have I fucking done? I ruined everything. All I can see is Beatrice face. The way she looked at me. The tears in her eyes. I've never seen her cry like that. I've never seen her look so broken and I did that. I broke her.

She clamped her hand over her mouth muffling the loud sobs as hot tears cascaded down her cheeks. 'Why does it hurt so much!' She wailed in pain but the hurt flashing through her didn't subside but only grew. A heartbreak is a whole-body reaction, affecting everything from the stress systems to the heart and brain function. We are born with the ability to form loving bonds and to sorrow when they fail. Nature's approach of training us to be loyal and in love is brutal by biological and evolutionary necessity. She knew that but she didn't know the extent of the pain. She knew he was a heartbreaker just by his looks but she didn't expect it to hurt this way. Her sobs turned into wails of loss

The evidence seemed damning, and the weight of the revelation threatened to crush his spirit. The room, once filled with warmth and the echoes of shared laughter, now bore witness to the tempest within his soul. He couldn't contain the surge of emotions that erupted within him. Broken hearted, he lashed out, hurling objects across the room as if trying to expel the pain that clung to him. "Ahhh! Tessa! Why did you hurt me like this?!" he screamed, the anguished cry reverberating through the empty spaces of their home. Each shattered piece of furniture echoed his broken heart.

Her sobs slowly eased. And then it hit me—through the bond. A flood of Mira’s emotions crashed into me all at once—hurt, confusion, betrayal, anger, and heartbreak. It was raw, jagged, unbearable. My chest ached under the weight of her feelings, and my hands tightened around Grace’s trembling ones as I realized how deeply I had wounded her without even touching her. I broke the hug and froze.

He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't take the weight of your love, I just can't. I'm getting lost on you, I feel like you'll be safe in the hands of another. I'm beyond damaged, I'm broken to the core. There are times I've felt maybe I'm not broken, just bent, but now, now I know I'm broken. Despite knowing broken things still work, I also know there's an expiry date. Broken things work till they don't."

Stop deceiving yourself and stop playing games with me. "You're really getting a kick out of this, aren't you?" I said with a slight jest in my voice, trying to mask the hurt that was bubbling up inside me. The chuckles from your lips only served to deepen the wounds, reminding me of how much you've changed. It's like a knife twisting in my heart with every laugh. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore; they flowed freely down my cheeks, tracing the path of my brokenness.

Nothing violent or possessive. Just tender. Real. I pulled back. Gasping. Crying harder. "I'm sorry. I can't. I want to but I can't." "It's okay. We have time." "Do we? People keep trying to kill us. Time isn't guaranteed." "Then we make the most of what we have." He wiped my tears with his thumb. The gesture so simple. So kind. "I'm broken," I said. "Flynn broke something in me I don't know how to fix."

Down. All my pent-up emotion from the past few hours—the past few months—burst forth at the same time. I was an ant swept up in a tidal wave, and I didn’t bother fighting. I let it wash over me—the hurt, the anger, the heartbreak and betrayal and sadness—until my eyes burned and my muscles ached from the force of sobs. Somehow, I found myself curled up in Bridget’s lap while she stroked my hair and murmured soothing sounds. It would’ve been terribly embarrassing, crying into a royal princess’s lap, except I was beyond caring.

Sunshine dressed up and go there to meet James, after seeing and both of them sit to talk. James asked why she did not tell him all this while about her revenge on his family? but he made it clear to Sunshine that he understands her and they should break up so that Sunshine can do whatever she wants to do with his family but she must always remember that whatever she does will always hurt him then he stand up and walk away. Sunshine begins to cry and when she realized that people were looking at her she wipes her tears and leaves also. As James was driving he was crying till he got home and lock himself up.

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.