Heart Breaker Novels & Stories

I completely forgot that people spoke their minds while intoxicated. The look that he gave me suggested that if there was even the slightest possibility of him forgiving me before she came in, it was all gone now. “I’ll see you during the game, Blake. And my request from earlier still stands: let’s break up.” I had heard others talk about heartbreak that was crippling and I thought they were just exaggerating. In that moment though, when the love of my life stormed out of one of my best friends’ kitchen, I understood what it meant to be paralyzed by a heart that was shattering into a million irreparable pieces and not be able to do a damn thing about it.

Chapter 2 — A Dangerous Attraction The atmosphere in the club had shifted from exhilarating to suffocating. The bass from the speakers didn't just play anymore; it thumped against Aiden’s ribs like a rhythmic warning. He sat at the bar, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, trying to drown out the memory of Liner’s voice and the persistent, prickly sensation that he was being watched. He tried to ignore Justine’s earlier teasing, the hollow ache of his heartbreak, and the unsettling silhouette he had seen through the glass upstairs.

"Lucas, I'm talking to you! Stop pretending! Adie nearly broke his ankle and toughed it out, and you're making a scene over just a couple of stitches with anesthetic. Why are you acting like the victim now?" The doctor, unable to hold back any longer, turned to them after bandaging my wound. "Are you unaware he's allergic to anesthesia? He just endured stitches without any of it. "That kind of pain is tough to go through. You're getting married, but you didn't even know that?"

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.

"What I saw this evening really break me. You broke my heart...No you broke me...I'm broken Kareem! I'm sorry I can't live with a person who don't value my existence" "Maryam please listen to me at least. I don't even remember exactly what happened!" "You were drunk aren't you? You promised me Kareem! You promised me you won't take drugs or drink again! You do....and what will even happened if I listen to you now?...what happened between us will it change? No it won't...nothing can ever change what's between us... It over Kareem and it's late already" "You're now free...you're free to finally be with your one and only safeenah who has been dead but still into your system" she said and went o

Chapter 7 Cleo Nothing hurts more than a broken heart . A broken heart that has not healed properly is like a scar that hasn't healed properly . On the surface everything looks standard; however when you go deeper you are still blue and black from the blow that you sufferd at the hands of the one who swore love , protection, and stability. If dealt with sooner the scar can heal if not it can rott and cause major problems. Imagine baking a cake that flops. Proper healing happens from the inside out. When you nurse your broken heart too long thinking that you're okay you end up discovering that the damage is worse than initially thought and its somehow spread to your soul. So not only are you

" More like how many times I got my heart broken Big boo. I keep falling for the wrong people. Each time I realize the impending heart ache, it doesn't hurt any less." Xander felt a sharp pain in his heart.He was the first to break Wahid's heart.He hurt him both physically and psychologically. Suddenly, he recalled the explosion that happened after he ambushed Wahid's firm.He recalled the wound from the glass shards years ago and the new one by the glass shard on that day.

No matter what happened, she had to remember that she was still really angry with him. "You can't blame me for all that, Joey" she said, trying to make him understand, "I had a bad break up with Jeremy and I ....." "I'm not Jeremy...." Joey said a little harshly, his fingers digging into her arm. "I know you are not, jerk" Penny replied. For some reason she felt her voice crack. Oh no. She wasn't going to cry. She shouldn't cry. Too late, but her eyes were misty now and the tears were already falling. Stupid. Stupid. She thought as she pulled away from him. Realizing that he was hurting her, Joey released her immediately.

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

The thing about heartbreak was you can’t see anyone other than the person that had hurt you. You can’t see how someone else looks at you because you’re blinded by the pain and betrayal from the past. You looked at everyone like they’re out to get you. Life becomes a series of black and white. Right and wrong. Good and bad. It’s bleak, lonely, and sad. Laughter becomes fleeting and happiness seems nonexistent. And though you appreciate the company and support the wound was still there. Someone may fill up the gap but it doesn’t heal the wound from the past.