He Broke My Heart Novels & Stories

The pain in my chest was overwhelming, but what was even more painful was the heartbreak. Whatever hope I had held out for us crumbled at that point. He’d made his choice. And he broke my heart. I sank onto the edge of the bed, my fingers curling into the sheets as another sharp pain rippled through the bond. The mark on my neck felt raw now – angry. I felt a part of my heart crumble into dust every time the moans grew louder. There was no excuse Wade could give me that would make this acceptable.A broken sound escaped my throat, somewhere between a sob and a laugh.

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."

"Thank you..." When heart is broken it fallen into pieces. You feel so cold, so hopeless, and so down. You felt like you lost your happiness. It's like a fire that will burn you into ashes. The only thing you can see is darkness and emptiness. But when the pieces put back together, it forms a strong bond. It lightens up the whole world around you, and each other will feel a different kind of joy. A different kind of fire that will warm your cold and empty heart. And one kissed of love, the heart becomes whole. "You fix me my love." I whispered. He smiled and kissed me again. The End.

He announced. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I fell with a loud thud, fresh tears rolling down my face.

Esmeralda For the first time in my life, I experienced heartbreak. This was not the regular heartbreak I was used to, this heartbreak was different. The heartbreak from a loved one. My mate. The heartbreak from a loved one is the most painful heartbreak ever. It comes from within, shattering the heart into a thousand pieces, crushing the soul and leaving one vulnerable. My heart was shattered. I was broken. I was vulnerable. My hopes of becoming Luna were dashed.

"I hate you.. I should hate you.. I... Fuck! I hate you, I hate you Cedric Lopez!" He keeps mumbling those words in the middle of darkness, to at least calm himself. But the pain in his heart is still tearing him inside. The invisible knife keeps stabbing his heart. He feels so pathetic but what can he do? He loves Cedric so much when he was Ricky. He dedicated his whole life to him, just to be betrayed by him. Daveryl couldn't help himself but let his tears rolling down on his cheeks. Maybe that way, the pain will reduce somehow.

I see a man that pushes people away – he carries on with his life , not involving anyone in it. He used to have that one person he could speak to , but they broke up. He has not told me up till this day what had happened between them – in fact , he only told me he was single months after they had broken up. Some girls would celebrate when hearing this news – but me? I cried my eyes out when hearing this. I remember holding onto my pillow at night , crying my eyeballs out. I felt my heart break for him , I felt his sadness he had felt. I know it sounds weird , but knowing that he is hurting makes my heart pain.

And where he probably is now. I shift to the next page. "Like a punch to a mirror, my heart is shattered. Betrayed and stabbed in the back, it was merely deceit. I am a broken man who can never be fixed. I showed him what it means to be loved, and he showed me why he had never had it."

My heart ached for him, seeing him like that, but I quickly reminded myself that he didn't deserve my sympathy. He had hurt me too many times, and I couldn't let myself feel sorry for him now. I took a deep breath, steeling myself against the pang of compassion that threatened to overwhelm me. I ignored him, turned away from the window, and decided to rest a little. If that was even possible at this point.

I was on the balcony of my room, sipping the beer I bought in the market earlier. I was just looking at the sea while my treacherous mind was slowly traveling to the day where I caught the betrayal of my father and ex-fiance. I didn't remember these scenes from the past few days, so I thought I had moved on, but not yet. It still hurts. I loved Callie the most and literally gave her everything she wanted... but that was still not enough for that woman. I was in my deep thoughts and drowning in sadness again when I heard my phone ring. It was an unknown number. This phone is brand new and only a few people know my number, so I frowned when I answered that call.