Heartbroken Maiden Novels & Stories

With my fists wrapped in tape wraps, I went to work on the punching bag, hitting and grunting, hoping that I could work out all my frustration and the calories before Dad returned. ** I turned my headset on and scrolled through my phone for the perfect playlist. Contrary to everything that happened in school earlier, my disappointment with Theo, Kendall’s threat and Leo and Lea’s … well, those two are just plain weird, I wasn’t in the mood to listen to something dark, so I pulled up my Harry Styles playlist and tapped play. Look, don’t call me cheesy. I love Harry Styles, and if you find that weird, then so be it.

I heaved a long sigh as the silence continued to be crashed out by the heavy rain outside hitting the glass claddings and windows continuously. My eyes were now hurting as tears filled them. Having to recollect all those hurtful memories since my breakup with Christian to having gotten married to Mason. It was a painful one that my chest churned everytime I thought about it that I couldn't stop tears from forming in my sockets.

Selina stared at her phone screen, the joy of discovering her pregnancy and the anxiety of a potential miscarriage all turning into bitterness. Nearby, another girl who had just found out she was pregnant was crying tears of joy in her boyfriend's arms. Suddenly, a trending topic popped up on Selina's phone screen. She clicked on it instinctively. #The Robinsons, leading family of the Big Four, finally have a lead on their long-lost daughter# Selina scrolled past the top trending topic. Among the top ten, besides the Robinsons' search for their daughter, three were about David. #Famous pianist Amanda Lewis rekindles old flame with Horizon Global CEO#

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.

Composed. A burn started in my chest. One that ached and consumed. It was full of bitterness and anger. I suddenly knew why I hated it. My decision--my choice--had caused this. Such a familiar feeling. Weakness. I was once again a weakness. The burn in my chest calmed. But—oh, did it simmer. I wasn’t the same girl who jumped. But maybe I was still the one who broke him. And I didn’t know how to fix either of us.

I never saw Matthew and Patrick again. Any news about them reached us through the internet. After the divorce, the brothers remained unmarried and did not seem to date either. They became known as the "Young Monks." As for Megan, after leaving the Brosnan family, she had no real skills to rely on and became some rich man’s secret mistress. Eventually, her affair was discovered by the man’s wife, who beat her mercilessly. Megan was then sold to a red-light district, where she became a prostitute, developed a drug addiction, and contracted AIDS and other diseases.

We are just playing pretend in a world that wants us broken. From behind, a soft, trembling pair of arms wraps around my waist. I stiffen, then the familiar scent of vanilla and tears hits me. Maya. She has stepped up from behind, her face soaked, she buries her face into my back, holding me from behind while Damian holds me from the front. "I'm sorry, Selena," Maya cries, her voice muffled against my spine. "I'm so sorry we brought this upon you. I'm sorry." We stand there at the edge of the dark water—three broken people crying over a bond that refused to wake up.

--- The scream that tore from Elara's throat was primal, animal, the sound of a heart breaking beyond repair. It echoed through the healing hut, through the clearing, through the night. Warriors stopped to listen. Healers paused in their work. The wounded fell silent. Caleb caught her as she collapsed, holding her tight, his own face wet with tears. She beat against his chest, her fists weak, her sobs uncontrollable. Luna stood frozen, her young face pale with shock. Marta bowed her head, whispering a prayer to the moon. The healing hut fell silent. Damon was dead.

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.

I headed to the parking lot and got in my car and started the engine then I left the house. I turned on my music player in the car. And at the exact time, it was playing a part of my favorite song. It's Evanescenes, just so you know I'm a big fan of their band. It's just that, their song are so beautiful. My Heart Is Broken By: Evanescence “All body feel that I will never find a way to heal my soul And I will wonder till the end of time Torn away from you My heart is broken... Sweet sleep my dark angel...