Heartbreak Romance Books Novels & Stories

com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

He gingerly pulls the postcard away from my fingers and I let out a painfully humorless laugh, the despised feeling of my burning eyes fuelling my anger. "What is there to fucking understand, Luke? She married Julius, knowing what he did!" I was on a rage quest and Brendan knew that all too well. I haven't had one in the past three years, I almost forgot what it felt like. "Lon-" "She never fucking loved me, Luke! She played me! There's nothing to fucking understand!" I kicked at the speakers, toppling them over, and jumped off the stage. The loud thud of my feet hitting the ground cut off whatever Luke was about to say to me as I ignored my friends and stormed down the empty halls of Greenh

“I thought you were about to tell me something sweet.“ I rolled my eyes. “Sweet like?“ He asked slowly, titling my chin to face him fully as his lips hover over mine. I bit my lower lips out of instinct, damn Shane is so romantic and gorgeous at the same time I smilled faintly, trying to close the little gab between our lips. “Ah!—No.“ he whispered placing his index finger on my lips. “we gotta treat those wounds first.“ he added. He's going to be the end of me. I love how much he's obligated to my safety…he's my safe space for sure but also annoying. Atleast he was right about onething.I was the match, Clarissa had lit the flame… but now? Now the wildfire had started. And I don't mind at al

Slow and soft and entirely unhurried, the kind of kiss that had nothing to prove and everything to give. When it ended, I settled back against his chest without a word. His arms tightened around me, and I closed my eyes, finding the steady beat of his heart under my ear and letting it do what it had been doing all night. Neither of us said anything else. We simply held each other in the quiet dark of the apartment and let sleep come gently, finally safe inside the truth of what we both felt. The sound hit before I was fully awake. A crash so loud and so violent that I was sitting upright before my eyes had even properly opened, my heart already slamming against my ribs with the particular ur

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.

he said casually, though the heat in his gaze suggested he was watching Aiden’s every move. Aiden’s fingers fidgeted with the edge of his sleeve, his pulse still racing. He had come to the club to escape a heartbreak, but he had walked straight into a labyrinth. As Damien poured two glasses of crystal-clear vodka, Aiden realized his life was no longer under his own control. The heartbreak felt miles away, replaced by the terrifying, exhilarating mystery of the man sitting across from him.

“Zoe Dawn. Did you think you could escape just by changing your name and running to the other end of the world?” With those words, she shattered the peace I had spent half a year building. Countless memories flashed through my mind, like tearing open old scars.

Chapter 1: My name is Sabita. My name is Sabita. Thirty-two years of age, five feet five inches tall, fair-skinned, and a professor of Mathematics at a reputed college. On paper, it might sound like I have everything a woman could wish for — a decent career, a stable income, and a respectable marriage of five years. But what no one ever tells you is how quiet heartbreak can be. How it doesn't always come with loud arguments or broken dishes. Sometimes, it creeps in silently… like a crack in a glass vase — invisible at first, but deepening with time until it shatters completely.

Near the counter, a woman leaned into her partner, their shoulders touching in comfortable silence. Love was everywhere. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just… present. Emma looked down at her cup, her reflection faintly visible in the surface. Is this what love is supposed to look like? Her chest tightened slightly as memories surfaced—painful, sharp, unwelcome. The betrayal. The lies. The quiet heartbreak she had tried so hard to bury. She had once believed love was something steady, something safe. But what she had experienced had been anything but. Maybe I was just unlucky, she thought.

Maybe Cornwall would help me forget him. Maybe distance would heal my broken heart. But deep down… I knew this wasn’t over. Not even close. Because Stephen Brock had destroyed me. And one day… I was going to destroy him too.