Broken Hearts Series Novels & Stories

She's not the kind of emotional person that overreacts to something. "Hush now," he whispered while kissing her head. She sobbed. "Why does it hurt, Carson? Why am I hurting? Why do I feel like my heart's been stabbed and it's fucking hurting? I'm not dying, right?" Carson shook his head and held her chin to lift her head. "That's called heartbreak, Baby. Your heart was broken after seeing them." Krysie cried her heart out. "A-Are you happy she's back? That she's alive?"

I'll break hearts and not give a fuck because mine is never coming back. Fuck her. Fuck elves. Fuck them all. I could feel Ember's presence and the shards of my heart tugged a bit. They were trying to piece themselves back together, but it was useless. It's like a million piece puzzle that can never be solved. Forever shattered. I gave into the darkness and let it consume me as I passed out from the horrendous pain, but not before I saw Ember punch Serena right in the nose. That's what you get, you bitch.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

I want to say it wasn’t love but that is a lie. That's probably the worst part of it. I didn't notice when my heart got involved. But I did notice when it shattered. I know the exact minute it happened. It was when I saw that girl kiss Rowdy. It was when I saw that girl whisper to Axel. It was like a sledgehammer had hit my heart and broke it into a million pieces. And for right now it would stay that way. I haven't felt this pain since I got the news that Jax was killed. I didn't think it would ever mend. But it did, only to break again. There is only one reason it would hurt this bad.

And it had all led me here, to this moment, with my heart in a million pieces at my feet, finally understanding that the boy I’d been crushing on had never, not for a single second, been mine to lose. _________________________________________ The numbness was a heavy blanket, smothering everything. I lay on my bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene in the garden on a loop. The way he’d looked at her. The easy intimacy. I didn’t cry. The hurt was too deep for tears; it was just a vast, hollow ache. So this is a heartbreak, I thought, the words echoing in the empty quiet of my room. Will there ever be someone who looks at me like I’m their whole world? Or am I just destin

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.

Either answer was unbearable. Rain suddenly started pouring from the sky again, and Zane finally pulled back from the kiss. He slowly lifted his head. Just before our eyes could meet, I stumbled backward and ran into the rain. On the way home, I bought myself a birthday cake and held it tightly against my chest. As soon as I got through my front door, I didn't even have the strength to open the box before collapsing to the floor with a thud. The delicate cake was smashed on impact, and with my body burning up and my head dizzy, I couldn't even crawl to my bed.

"I just hope it hits hard enough to shatter you into pieces," Instead of anger, her face broke into a sweet, almost innocent smile, the contrast jarring. Then, her eyes locked onto Archie's, her voice taking on a softer, almost wistful tone. "Take care, ex. All the best. You'll know the truth one day, and maybe by then, it'll be too late; your heart will already be in pieces."

The girl hasn’t even looked up. I stand there, completely frozen, my brain short-circuiting in real time. And underneath the shock—quiet and unwelcome and humiliating—there’s an ache. Deep and settled, the kind that doesn’t announce itself loudly but just moves in and makes itself at home in your chest like it was always going to end up there. I didn’t think it was possible to break an already shattered heart any further, but the Windsor twins apparently have a gift for finding new ways. “You gonna stand there and watch?” Kaden snaps.