Her Rejection Novels & Stories

I shut and and sighed heavily, “Total psycho.” I rolled my eyes. Heading straight for my room, I heard Adonis call me from downstairs as he saw me pass. I went down to answer him, standing beside him with my arms folded, His face carrying a mix of curiosity and anxiety as he spoke up, “What happened? What did he tell you?” Pushing some strands of hair away from my face I said in a subtle manner, “He tried asking me in a date again and I rejected him.” His eyes lite up, “ how did you take it, because I know for a fact he hates rejection.”

So I have made a choice, that is to reject my mate. Rejection. She also rejected me and it f*cking hurts. My wolf is also crying and he wouldn't talk to me because of my choice. I know I am a jerk and I feel bad for hurting my supposed-to-be mate. It's too late now. I already rejected her. Her face was flashing in my mind every second and minute. She's all I could think of. "Azrael? Are you listening?" "Uh, are you saying something, babe?" I asked, and she frowned. Her eyebrows furrowed, then narrowed her eyes.

The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

It comes out a little higher pitched than usual “What do you mean she is refusing?” Dane asks. “She flat out told him that she is refusing it. She didn’t even say no. She just said she refuses it.” “Can that be done?” I ask with a scowl. “I mean, I was somehow still mated to Kyle after he tried rejecting me.” “That was because you didn’t accept the rejection correctly.” Dane mutters. “I can’t say that I have heard of someone refusing a rejection.” “She could die!” My heart flutters with panic. I knew what Jenson was like, we all knew what Jenson was like. If he slept with another female, it would kill her.

she replied. “How?” I quizzed, puzzled. “Instinct and common sense. If you didn’t show up to the rejection ceremony, it simply means that you already marked her and to keep your integrity, you couldn’t just reject her,” she said. “And… and you’re cool with that?” I inquired, unable to make out what was going on in her head.

Jen’s expression went empty but her eyes is says she is broken. “What I meant is um how to say this? You, I am not trying to make you upset here” “But you did” Jen cut him off. “And you do not understand me here, what I am saying is I am happy to meet you but at the same time I am brought down to earth. Of all time that the goddess of the moon leads us to each other is not right, I am not rejecting you but I can not accept you at this moment” not rejecting but can not accept?

There was one voicemail there. “Jane, I refuse to accept your rejection. I don’t care how long it takes but we’ll wait for you. There is nobody else we want to share our life with, except you. So here is the official one. I, Reid Heiden …”, “and me, Ryan Heiden …”, “reject your rejection. Please call us so we can talk or at least just answer when we call. Sweet dreams, baby.” Jane frowned slightly and listened to the voicemail again. Is that why it hadn’t hurt? Because they hadn’t accepted her rejection? She couldn’t understand how this was part of their plan. Or maybe, they wanted her to reject her claim only for them to reject her later on.

Then I will give whatever it's takes to have you" he says "Whatever, I just can't change my mind, so bye I told him, walking away And she left me standing alone, "Did I just got rejected? Josh was speechless

“H-He hates me mom… I got rejected. What should I do now? I’m so in pain.”

“I won’t fall for your shit.” The suddenness of it knocks the air from my lungs, but I don’t pull away. I stare up at him, searching his face—searching for anything. There’s nothing. No hesitation. No conflict. Only fury. “You’re not her,” he growls, jerking my wrist away before releasing me like I’ve burned him. The rejection slices deeper than I expect. “She doesn’t love you,” I spit, my voice trembling despite my effort to steady it. “She’s never coming back to you.”