Heartbreak Lover Novels & Stories

And I did the one thing his perfect calculations could never have predicted. I kissed him. It was not a kiss of passion or affection. It was a transfer. A conduit. As my lips touched his, I poured every ounce of the cataclysmic, world-ending heartbreak I contained—the betrayal, the pain, the love, the storm, the void—directly into him, using the thread in his hand as an amplifier. His eyes shot open in terror and ecstasy. He was designed to observe emotion, to study it from a safe distance. He was not built to feel it, and certainly not the concentrated, paradox-born agony of a love shattered. The data stream was a tsunami.

I had long forgiven him for hurting me in the past and he showed me how much he loved me and how much he was willing to scarifice for me but I knew my conscience wouldn't let me be the reason for his dreams being sacrificed. I found a notepad and a pen by the side table close to my bed. I wiped my tears again walking over to grab the notepad and pen to write out my thoughts. I knew it would be difficult for me to move on again. I knew the feeling of being separated from one's lover. I had gone through that heartbreak and only I knew how it wasn't easy for me to move on. And now I was going to separate from the one that had managed to capture my heart. I once thought that no one could take Ch

Love is found here In our sacred space I hear Your Voice I see your face You're still my first love You're still my only one There's a table just for you and me Break the bread and pour the wine Perfect union Nothing in between I am Yours and You are mine I feel my heart beating out of my chest I wanna stay forever like this May the flame of my heart always be lit I wanna burn forever like this Your love is wild Your love is wild for me Reignite the fire Reignite the fire of our hearts oh God Reignite our fire Let it burn for You Breathe on the embers of my heart Fan it to flame Let it burn Let it burn Fresh wind, fresh fire My heart burns for You . . every single line of his song made her t

Though, a thousand of trembling hearts were beating restlessly in close proximity within this heaving ancient mall, and many of them, after all, would be aching in agony but his heartache was far worse than theirs. Considering all of the things, whether all of the good or the bad, that happened in his past, he was impotently reduced into nothing but an incapacitated marionette made out of fragile skins and broken bones with a deplorable heart from stitches of mismatched parts from varying textiles that were scraped out from the anguishing memories of all of his past lovers. Strange chromaticities of varying lights shone in between the crevices crisscrossing their own way inside his broken an

His face was red with anger and his mouth was opened in shock. “Sure. I will meet you 9pm tonight.” I said. “Okay beautiful, I will be waiting.” “See? Oh I forgot to add Pete is a fantastic lover. Why didn’t you tell me all this time?” I smirked, enjoying his pain. “I am so sorry.” He said regretfully. “Cheating on you was a stupid thing to do. Please forgive me Becca, I still love you.” I shook my head. “Sorry you are too late Ken. I can’t be with a boy who can’t decided what he wants. I need a man. But let this be a lesson for your next relationship.”

“My first heartbreak was in senior high. I thought he was going to be my forever. He went to study in another State. I even gave my virginity to him, but after two months, he stopped texting me. He didn’t pick up my call anymore. End of my stupid love era.” “That fucker.” I smiled. “Yeah. I realized he wasn’t my one true love.” “So you’re a hopeless romantic?” He smirked. “I guess so. You should try it sometime.” “Forget about it, Maverick. Then you met another fucker.” “Yeah. I was so careful with my heart for over three years that I fell for his charm.” “That asshole is not even charming nor attractive.” “How do you know?” I stared at him. “Never mind. Don’t answer that. It’s creepy, Lake.

Liam shouted and for the umpteenth time, they all gasped but I didn't, because I know that it's true, I'm the reason why his dad is in danger, but what is this feeling inside me? Liam is really an assassin. He takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak, to know he is the tool of my greatest pain, my lover. I could be hurt in any way by another and still bounce right back, but he can do far worse with just a few small words. He don't mean them, I know it - in a way that makes it worse but I can't stop the pain, I can't prevent my heart from shattering, even if I tried to shove from the back of my hear his small words, they are still like a knife

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 am roused from my sleep by the soundtrack of a motion picture. I've only made it through one round, but I'm already so exhausted that I can hardly move. Mark has started playing Sweet Home Alabama, and I believe it is approximately halfway through at this point. I turn my head to look at the man I love, who is hiding his identity behind a mask so that he can be here with me.

"That's not how you acted when you broke off our engagement. Now that you need me, you've come crawling back?" Vivian slapped herself across the face several times. "I didn't cherish you when I should have. I didn't know what I had until it was gone. It's all my fault. I'll do anything to make it up to you!" I scoffed. "No need, Ms. Saddler. Please leave. I already have a girlfriend. Kindly see yourself out." Seeing that Vivian remained kneeling on the floor and was unresponsive, I called for security to have her removed.