Falling For Heartbreak Book Novels & Stories

You forget to interact with people and you forget to feel anything except the pain that you had kept in for so long. And then she came into my life. She eclipsed my every hurt and pain because hers was greater than mine. She is afraid but hides it well behinds her beauty. She is strong but doesn't let people see that side of her. And she is broken but I fell for the cracks, wanting to fill them up with the pieces of my own broken heart. I would do anything for her, except... (This book is a dark tragedy. Contains dubious content that might not be for sensitive readers. Proceed with caution.)

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

I deleted them all. Blocked his number. And drove home through tears that wouldn’t stop falling. Because I’d been right all along. Falling for Lucian Blackwood was the biggest mistake of my life. And now I’d pay for that mistake for the rest of my existence. Alone. Pregnant. And heartbroken in ways I hadn’t known were possible.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

My heartbeat quickened. Is Damien trying to have sex with me? It can't be right? He's almost ten years older than me! I pulled myself off the floor and dragged myself to the door. As expected, it was locked. I pulled the knob frustratedly, but it didn't budge. The window! I pulled the binder and slid the glass open. It wasn't a hotel or a tall building, thankfully. There was a shrub at the back of the window. I can scale the window, landing on the grass wouldn't hurt too much, right? I didn't hesitate to go through the window. Landing hurts, my eyes stung with unshed tears from the pain. My ankle hurts more. I might have broken a bone.

From now on, she would control her life and not let other people trample on her. She fell to her cot and cried, wishing the notorious Captain Hawk hadn’t captured her heart—and wishing she had indeed killed him on that first day. * * * * Isabelle’s crumbled heart lay in her chest, causing a horrid pain. Trying not to think about it, she looked out the window of the coach as the driver took her through the rainy streets of Plymouth. Excitement should be bouncing in her bosom since she’d never seen this place before. Instead, misery and dread lurked inside, making her wonder about her future.

I clasped my hands together to stop their shaking, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "I'm begging you," I said, my voice breaking slightly. "Please help me. Nico is everything to me. He's gentle and kind and brilliant, and he doesn't deserve to waste away in that hospital bed believing he's worthless. When I met him at Columbia, he was painting this beautiful piece called 'Romantic Encounter,' and he told me it was about finding love when you least expect it."

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

Janet knew all too well how attractive Wynn could be. Over the years, she had seen countless men fall for her, completely infatuated. Even her own high school crush had only dated her to get closer to Wynn. But the thing was, Wynn truly was excellent—she had real charm. To have the man she loved taken away by someone so outstanding, and to be powerless to take him back, especially with everything between Lilian and Isabelle on top of it, Celeste's pain must have been unimaginable.

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.

He had no idea that his harsh words was hurting me. Dale didn’t know how my heart was shredded into tiny pieces when I heard him say that. I simpered at the thought of becoming weak and pitiful because of loving him. For goodness sake, I endured so much already! Being heartbroken was no big deal for me. His heart was guarded, like a prisoner who was sent into the deepest dungeon of a palace, and I had no way to infiltrate it without getting hurt in the process! Every day, it frustrated me that I couldn’t do anything about my situation! Then, I would vent out my frustration on a large stuff toy in his bedroom. I would wrestle with it, and I wouldn’t stop punching its face until his fake eyes