Claimed After Being Rejected Novels & Stories

Alexi POV As Alaia walked into the room, I sucked in a breath. I didn’t want to have to face her yet. It hurt when I rejected her, but it damn near killed me when she accepted it without even putting up a fight. I didn’t get a moment of sleep that night; I just sat up in bed, thinking over my decision to reject the Moon Goddess’s most perfect gift. “She deserves someone better,” I told myself over and over. I wasn’t a good guy, I was tainted, and Alaia didn’t need to deal with all of my conquests sending her evil looks or petty remarks.

“I don’t think we should do this.” ‘ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR’ The background roaring was still on. I could sense a rhythm in their roaring. They could easily pass as a metal band. But none of it could hide my embarrassment. My crush had rejected me. I wanted to cry. Ever since I came here, I kept getting rejected. Dante rejected my advances. Kaige was shit. And this guy, my idol, also rejected me after playing a sick joke. Did I have no charm? Was it because of the way I looked? All the fictional men were sick of me.

Bianca and I were switched before birth. She became the beloved daughter of both families. I became the girl neither one wanted. Every month, I carried a suitcase between two guest rooms while Bianca kept a bedroom, parents, and a place at the table in both estates. Then Bianca was diagnosed with a deadly blood disorder, and both families demanded that I become her stem cell donor. There was only one problem. My donor screening showed that I might be seriously ill too. They refused to read my medical report. They called my nosebleed an attention-seeking stunt. Then they forced me to voluntarily surrender every claim to both families before they would pay for my tests. The next day, I learned

I didn’t want to show too much joy, not when she was apparently torn up about it, but inside, my wolf and I were celebrating. “Are you alright?” I asked, my happiness dimmed only by the remembrance of how much pain she had suffered the last time she had been rejected – when I had been the one to reject her. That thought killed all lingering joy. “I didn’t feel anything this time,” Cara said. “Noel thought the rejection might trigger a response from Lucy. And it almost did… I think… But, in the end, it’s the same.” Oh. “Did you only reject him to try to reach Lucy?” I asked, worried.

That's good because the last thing I want is for him to have a glance at my glowing eyes. His rejection shattered my heart into small pieces. My mate rejected me! I held both my knees and buried my face while crying my heart out. Why am I so unlucky in life? My mate just rejected me and I couldn't have a mate again. How cruel can he be? I feel so useless now. I balled my fist, then stood up with tears that blurred my vision and ran towards the barn while sobbing and slamming the door when I got inside. Layla startled and yelped.

“Oh. Okay. I think I get it now. Is this because it’s not about werewolves and that shitty vamp—” “Goodbye Marcus” the middle-aged spokesperson said, ending the call in no time. He felt like throwing his laptop at something. Like punching someone. Like breaking something. Rejection hits hard the first time round, but this was the Seventh platform that rejected his book. The twelfth time he’d been rejected all in all. At this point, it felt like they were rejecting him to be honest. And he’d felt a lot of that through the years. He buried his face in his palms and gradually ran his hands through his stiff afro. Nobody saw it, nobody saw through the entire act, but it kind of felt like his lif

The hologram replied to me in that same calm tone. My heart skipped a beat as soon as she mentioned Nickel. “B…. but it was me who rejected her.” I stammered while remembering that it was me who rejected him after Miranda and Nickel humiliated me. “That’s right, but under what circumstances? Your mate introduced someone else as his chosen mate in front of you. This is indirect rejection. So, you uttered the words, but you didn’t reject him immediately. I am sorry for what you endured, Angel, but every special wolf has to go through heartbreak before getting the happiness. You didn’t break. You showed your strength. You stood tall while rejecting him. This made you special.”

The word sliced deeper than the bond’s agony. I searched his face desperately, looking for doubt, for regret, anything. There was nothing. Only iron resolve and something darker beneath it, something he refused to acknowledge. The elders exchanged uneasy glances, but none stepped forward to challenge him. Alpha law was absolute. The rejection was final. The pain subsided slowly, leaving behind a hollow ache so vast it stole my breath. I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking, my world reduced to fragments. I had been claimed. And then discarded.

"We are very pleased to inform you that, with your outstanding score as Zenith's top science student, you have been admitted to the Computer Science Department of Westbridge University. We just need to confirm the final mailing address for your admission letter..." Every single word landed like a boulder crashing into still water, sending shockwaves through the entire private room. The smug smile on Aaron's face froze instantly. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at me. "You lied to me? You didn't apply to Medford? "Didn't you say you'd stay by my side forever?" The hand holding his wine glass trembled violently, his knuckles turning white from how tightly he gripped it. I did not kn

"Six years ago, I stood in the dirt while you sat in your luxury car and told me I wasn't your type. You valued your father's stolen title more than my existence. Now, you are lying on my floor, crying for a glance, while your family name turns to ash on a live broadcast. Some rejections come with a deadly price, Adrian. And you are six years too late to pay the bill." Adrian let out a sharp, choking sob, his forehead pressing flat against the cold marble right near Noah’s boots. The physical pain of his raw knuckles and his swollen jaw was nothing compared to the absolute, crushing agony of hearing Noah’s final sentence. He was completely broken, yet deeply, hopelessly turned on by Noah’s a