Heartbreak Library Novels & Stories

“But I know the woman who loved you fought hard to exist. And the one waking up now… she’s terrified she might still choose you anyway, even when everything else falls apart.” His breath shudders. One hand covers mine on his cheek. We remain like that—foreheads pressed, rain falling, truths bleeding slowly between us—while New York’s lights blur beyond the glass. Elena didn’t just send files tonight. She sent fractures. And in the agonizing, slow-burn ache of remembering, I understand the deepest heartbreak isn’t the lies themselves. It’s realizing I may have to break the only man who stayed… in order to finally become whole.

The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️

As the first faint, pale grey light of dawn began to bleed through the edges of the blackout curtains, Eve stared into the shadows of his room, her heart hammering a dark, chaotic rhythm that no equation in the world could ever fix. For the first time in her life, Eve Brooks stopped running the math. She simply closed her eyes, held his hand tight, and let herself fall.

Argh .... Andien punched the metal guardrail as she shouted angrily. "I hate you, Kenan. I hate you!" Andien screamed again while the sea water began to wet parts of her body as she chose to sit on the bridge that people said was called the bridge of love. It had only been 12 hours since Andien had received Kenan's sacred vows but Andien felt that she was already a widow. Andien tried to hold back her sobs as the tears continued to flow.

One she had spent months trying not to answer for herself. When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet. "You were not bad all the time." Matthew remained silent. Ava looked down at the medical tape in her hands. "That was part of the problem." His brow furrowed slightly. "I do not understand." Ava laughed softly again. "People think heartbreak comes from monsters." Matthew listened. "It usually does not." Her fingers tightened around the tape. "It comes from people you love." The room fell silent. Ava finished securing the bandage. She should have stepped back, but he did not.

She dropped the bombshell. My heart literally broke like if I wasn't human , you would hear the sound of a glass heart shattering. "Making out?." I squeezed my eyes shut because tears were already welling up. "Yeah and you wouldn't want to know the girl." My eyes were still close, "Tell me who?." "Jess." No , no , it can't be. As soon as I opened my eyes , tears rolled down my cheeks. "Which Jess? , It can't be my cousin?." I faltered.

I thought he would secretly remain in my heart for as long as it was possible but life had other plans. Now I was bound to go through the same heartbreak once again and I knew how much it pained me to detach myself from Christian in the past. And what I felt for Mason right now was getting more intense and I knew I had to leave right away and not revv up this feelings of mine. That would lessen my heartbreak a little. My tears wet the note as I poured all of my feelings in it. It even hurt me more as I spelled out my feelings in a paper and knowing that I wouldn't be secured again around Mason's strong embrace.

Where on earth have I gone wrong? The music, which should have made his voice a bit inaudible, had been paused, thereby making his hurtful words clear and strong enough to break my heart into tiny shreds. "She's really obsessed," I heard the Beta's daughter say, followed by a mocking laugh as she clung even tighter to him. I felt just like real trash.

But the whole time, she was all he could see. I had trusted the institute's lies in my last life and delivered my sister into their hands, only to watch her die in agony. In the end, Victor had died for me. When his eyes met mine now, all I saw was hatred. "Anya is your sister. Do you even realize what you're doing? I've never met a woman in this world as vicious as you! Do you even have a heart?!" He had always been so gentle, yet the words he threw at me cut like knives.

They are dangerous people. Be strong, my little Hope. Be brave. Be everything I couldn't be. All my love Mommy I finished writing and closed the notebook. "Feel better?" Dr. Harrison asked. "A little." But I didn't really feel better. I felt like I was planning my own funeral. "I'm tired," I said. "I want to sleep." "Try not to have nightmares," Matthew said. "I'll try." But as soon as I closed my eyes, I was back in the Swiss hospital. Back in the nightmare where Hope was taken and Matthew was dead and Blake was trying to control me.