Broken Hearts Series Novels & Stories

She dropped the bombshell. My heart literally broke like if I wasn't human , you would hear the sound of a glass heart shattering. "Making out?." I squeezed my eyes shut because tears were already welling up. "Yeah and you wouldn't want to know the girl." My eyes were still close, "Tell me who?." "Jess." No , no , it can't be. As soon as I opened my eyes , tears rolled down my cheeks. "Which Jess? , It can't be my cousin?." I faltered.

"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." Nana smiled. It was that type of sunken smile that held no feeling, no emotions whatsoever. "How bad will you feel when you realise that the man you've married and loved all your life had betrayed your trust entirely? Had broken your heart into bits and pieces that cannot possibly be mended?" Zeenah didn't say a word, she stared blankly at the woman before her, and thought sadly 'oh, I've gone through the same thing', she obviously had no idea what Nana had gone through, but she was sure nothing could possibly beat the heartache she had suffered.

I stand up and walk slowly to him, I hold his hand again, resting my forehead on his back feeling his breathing, “pain doesn't define us Justin, it makes us stronger” He turns to me, his eyes dim, glossy with tears, “who broke us?” he says softly, touching my face softly. His touch was raw, deep, painful, he didn't move, he just stared at me with a sad face…I could feel it. “I have been broken a long time ago, I always say my heart doesn't even beat anymore that's how damaged I am” I chuckle wryly, “there's no point in having a heart right? Cara thinks I'm heartless, my mother thinks I lack compassion and you…you think I'm just…stock up”

He then furiously beat Flora until she miscarried. After being taken to the hospital, Flora died not long after. Thereafter, Adrian lost both his pup and his mate and suffered a tremendous psychological and emotional blow. He was soon imprisoned in the pack's jail for intentional homicide. Meanwhile, life for Blaise and me became increasingly fulfilling. I gradually healed from my past wounds, and together with Blaise, we nurtured many pups. In fact, we became the happy couple that everyone admired.

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

Her hand still holding mine. And softly whispered toward the Silence: “You were only trying to protect everyone from heartbreak.” The Silence trembled weakly. The network quieted. And finally The cold voice spoke not like a system. But like something wounded. “We were tired of watching love die.” My chest ached painfully. Because maybe that was the saddest thing in the universe. Not evil. Exhaustion. The kind of heartbreak that convinces people never feeling again is safer. Lila’s tears fell quietly.

I had no interest in his excuses or his explanation. This was the absolute betrayal. My heart felt like it had been yanked from my chest. I felt broken. I lifted my hand to silence him. There was only one thing that I could do. "Rhyder Crimsonpaw, I, Grace Whitefang..." Rhyder stepped toward me again. "Grace, please? Don't do this? I beg you, please?" I ignored his plea. "Reject you as my fated mate and one true love. I hereby break our bond and set you free just as I set myself free."

"I broke your... Heart? When? I don't get it! Please, David, don't play with me." "Six years ago, that night, was the first time I had my heart broken. The woman I had loved my whole life was going to get engaged to another man. Then, like a game of fate, you came and made me at the happiest time in my life, thinking that fate was on my side. Seeing you sleeping in my arms after that very passionate night, I was determined not to let you go again. However, you left and I heard the news that you were still going to marry Jared. I was heartbroken again, feeling that you were not my destiny. The third time, hearing that you left and disappeared without a trace, I was not only heartbroken, but I

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.

I cried so hard. "Jayson, don't cry in front of her. It will break her more." My mom whispered, I quickly wipe my tears and try to smile but I can't. The girl I love is laying down so weak in the hospital with a left arm broke and in coma. How can I smile? I walked out from the room and cried my heart out.