Heartbreak House Novels & Stories

He doesn't like it one bit! The demon, this girl in the Kincaids' minds, has entered their home and family life and is about to destroy their way of life! Starting with their son Ross Kincaid, who forges ahead with his heart instead of his brain, his desire to defy his parents is causing cracks in the family that are about to surface!

"It is impossible that Kenan knows which flowers I like. We didn't get along very well before Kenan proposed to me. Andien's head suddenly hurt so she decided to rest in her room. "Irah, I'll go to my room first and please don't disturb me unless Kenan comes," Andien said to Irah. Andien's footsteps shuffled towards the room while one hand held her temple to ease the pain. "What happened and why does my head hurt so much," Andien said quietly. Just outside the bedroom door, Andien could no longer stand the pain and she fell unconscious. No one knew Andien's condition because Irah was forbidden to disturb her, but when Kenan came and received Irah's message,

SEVEN YEARS AGO Malcolm opened the door to the house and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. The house was silent and no one was in the living room. Usually, he would meet his girlfriend, Yvette, sitting on the couch in the living room, her legs on the center table while she watched Television. Malcolm let out a smile at the thought. He walked further in the living room. “Honey, I’m home!” He announced as he dropped his suitcase on the table. He glanced around, wondering where his girlfriend was. “Honey?!” He called out again. “Babe?!”

She looked comical. Her legs couldn’t bear the pain anymore and finally gave up. Grace fell on the ground with a loud thump and that’s when her dam broke. Loud sobs escaped her mouth recalling those freaks in that disgusting club. But the question was does she even hold the right to bad mouth anymore when she did the same thing? The reality was a tight slap on her face. Because no matter how much she tries to run from it she can’t deny the fact that she used sex to get rid of the pain of heartbreak.

anger, heartbreak, betrayal. “Where to?” the driver asked as I slid into the backseat. I hesitated, my voice barely a whisper. “Just drive.” As the car pulled away, I looked back at the house, the house that no longer felt like home and felt my heart shatter into pieces. All I knew was that I couldn’t stay. Not tonight. Maybe not ever.

The minute I’m out the front door of the pack house and out of sight, I break down. I block out the mind-link before I crumple on the steps of the massive house and just allow the tears to flow. My body shakes violently as sobs take over and I lose all control. I have nothing left. My first love, Brent, left me for his mate. I honestly don’t even want him anymore, but the memory of everything I lost when he chose Heidi over me is still painful.

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "

Aurora had always imagined heartbreak would feel like a sharp, sudden pain, like a knife to the chest, immediate and devastating. As she stood frozen in the doorway of the dimly lit apartment she had shared with Shawn for the last three years; she realized heartbreak wasn’t always so dramatic. Sometimes, it was quiet, and slow; almost a numb, creeping sensation that started at the edges of her mind and worked its way inward, wrapping around her like a vice.

The evidence seemed damning, and the weight of the revelation threatened to crush his spirit. The room, once filled with warmth and the echoes of shared laughter, now bore witness to the tempest within his soul. He couldn't contain the surge of emotions that erupted within him. Broken hearted, he lashed out, hurling objects across the room as if trying to expel the pain that clung to him. "Ahhh! Tessa! Why did you hurt me like this?!" he screamed, the anguished cry reverberating through the empty spaces of their home. Each shattered piece of furniture echoed his broken heart.

It was the divorce agreement signed by Zach. He left just four words. "I'm sorry. Take care." I heard that after he signed the papers, he completely broke down and needed sedation. He'd wake up crying, shouting both Shawn's name and mine, before spiraling into madness, only to be sedated again. After a ton of painful surgeries, Zach finally wrapped up his treatment for the acid burns, and the Sorensens sent him to a psychiatric hospital. I ran into him again later. By then, I had started a new chapter in my life and had a lovely, well-behaved daughter. I took my daughter to visit Shawn's grave, and she was holding lilies.