Claimed After Being Rejected Novels & Stories

"You were rejected?" "W-what? I-" the more he tried to answer, the more he felt like a pathetic coward. "You got rejected by a woman?" "Yes, that is so." The answer was resigned, in the end, Aiden realized that he had already opened a card that was impossible to turn back.

I couldn’t let anyone know I was falling apart inside. He can’t be with her. He’s our mate! Lisa cried inside me, unable to accept this indirect rejection. I wanted to march up there and scream to the world that I rejected him as my mate. That would set me free once and for all. But the price of that freedom was everything I’d worked so hard to achieve. It was too steep.

"I knew this day would come. But I still froze for a moment." Liam leaned back in his chair, watching me carefully. So that was it. He wanted to reject me first before actually announcing his desired mate. My chest hurt, but I had felt this pain before. Last time, Caleb left me for an Alpha’s daughter. And now, Liam was pulling the same. But this time, I didn't care. I forced a small smile, keeping my voice calm. "Congratulations." His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he hadn't expected me to react this way.

For instance, if I forgot my umbrella on a rainy day, I only needed to make one phone call, and Beverly would drop everything to get me. Even though she had rejected my proposal eight times in the last eight years, everyone still believed we would eventually get married. However, now that she had posted that marriage certificate with Timothy's name instead of mine, it would definitely leave everyone in shock. Timothy was my brother—my biological brother. Growing up, he always had a habit of taking what was mine. And once he got his hands on something, no amount of screaming could make him give it back. Why was that? Because my parents didn't like me. They regarded me with disdain, and they c

I still regretted giving him my estate funds to this very day. “You should eat too,” I said lightly. He blinked, looked away, pretending to search for the waiter. I didn’t care. My gaze dropped to my phone, a message blinked on the screen: [Dear Applicant, after careful consideration, we regret to inform you that your application has been rejected. This decision is not based on your skills or experience, but due to other factors.] I exhaled slowly. I remembered this. I hadn’t gotten the job last time either. I only reapplied to see if fate had changed.

A branding mistake. I didn’t speak for the rest of the meeting. --- That evening, I sat in my office in the dark. No music. No lights. Just the hum of my laptop and the harsh glow of headlines I couldn’t outrun. Apparently, one of the rejected applicants was claiming that the program’s rejection had cost her a scholarship and triggered “lasting psychological harm.” She’d hired a lawyer. There were talks of a formal lawsuit. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, useless. Numb.

My silence in response had felt like rejection for years. It hadn’t been rejection at all. Applicant withdrawal confirmed. My copied signature sat beneath it, patient and waiting, exactly where someone else had decided it belonged. I had spent years believing they had not chosen me. But they had never been given the chance. Someone had withdrawn my name before the decision was ever made.

He muttered in between his sentences, groaning nonstop. "Then why wouldn't she accept the offer to be the company's ambassador? I heard she kept rejecting it" Aaron gazed at me, a drastic and severe observation. "I rejected it, not the other way round. It was all rumors though. It would be degrading if it was announced that she was rejected. That will prickle her pride and that of her fans" "But… but why?"

he scoffed, looking irritated. He turned, already striding toward the exit, his harem of women following behind like obedient shadows. They shoot me with withering looks as they walked pass. I had been rejected once again because I had no wolf and was weak. But surprisingly even though I shared no connection with Alpha Kane, his rejection was still heart crushing. But since he had rejected me my fate was unknown and I could get sold again. And maybe face a worse fate. I turned to lord Vincent and dropped to my knees immediately begging him to keep me.

Not about him. About whether his family would ever truly accept her. She didn't know it then, but that small crack would eventually grow into something much larger. when everything fell apart, she would remember that afternoon. The polite smiles. The hidden judgment. And the feeling that trouble had already begun.