Her Rejection Novels & Stories

he yelled jogging towards me. Reluctantly, I turned back to face him, unable to avoid the intensity in his eyes. He spoke softly, "Things don't have to end this way between us." My resolve wavered for a moment, but I clenched my jaw and replied, "Yes, it didn't have to, but it did, and it's not my fault. There's no going back now; all that's left is for you to accept my rejection." He stepped closer, his voice pleading, "Isadora, please. Just take some time to rethink things. You don't have to leave like this."

I smirk as his face darkens. "What exactly do you mean?" "I don't hate you for rejecting me because I'm head over heels for you; I hate you because you beat me to it," I scoff, tilting my head to the side. "It should be me rejecting you, Elliot. It shouldn’t be the other way around. And I hate you for that," I state, flipping my hair before turning my back to him and heading to the bathroom. "You’re lying," Elliot mutters from behind me. "You’re not a good liar, Alicia."

For now, all I could do was cry and hope that tomorrow would be a better day, cried throughout the night. As I remember, all the love Alpha Blake and I shared in the past. He was so caring towards me and makes me feels what real love is, but I don't know why he later rejected me.The day of my rejection keeps ringing in my head till I fall asleep. The next day, I was reluctant to go to work, but I still went, after telling myself not to give up. I met Derick at the entrance of the company. He stopped me and asked, why I came here today because he thought I wouldn't be coming back again.

"Oh, now you're worried about Penny needing her father? Where was that concern when you let those bastards take her place at elementary school? Did it occur to you that you were her father when you claimed that delaying her education for a year wouldn't matter? Zachary was rendered speechless by the barrage of questions. He could only shake his head in denial and cry. "I was wrong… I was so, so wrong…" I crouched down, forcing myself to look at that nauseating face of his. "Zachary, you aren't here because you're sorry. You're here because you realized Amelia was a fraud and that you're a pathetic loser who can't survive without me. You've run out of options, and suddenly you remember your h

Derek looked shocked by the physical action, but did not attempt to stop me. "I, Heidi Artemis, proudly and happily accept your rejection," I spoke clearly into the microphone, my voice echoing across the quiet clearing to reach every single person present. "I want to thank you for rejecting me today, Derek. I always knew we were mates, and the idea of spending the rest of my life with you was something I dreaded. I also want to mention a very specific reason why I am grateful for this rejection. When I washed your laundry last week, I saw the extremely small size of your undergarments. I have absolutely no desire to be mated to a man with such a disappointingly small cock. My mistake. Cocks

I wonder if it’s that simple. While it’s easy for someone to tell the other not to give up, I don’t think the other party truly understands what it means to not give up, especially in a case like mine. Being rejected by your fated mate is painful, heartbreaking, but it is also humiliating. And to not give up basically means to go running back to that person, your tail between your legs, begging for a second chance, completely debasing yourself. My pride, which is all I have left at this point, is going to be shattered if I ask Austin to reconsider, begging him. I feel sick to the stomach even thinking about it. But aside from that, there is a new emotion brewing inside me.

Knowing that he has moved on caused her more pain than she would have liked to give him credit for. She thought she would never experience pain like that again in her life, since she has been numb to it for the past two years. The pain that came after realising that had not been good enough for her own mate, and the hollowness and the void his rejection had caused her was on another level. Looking down at those stormy grey eyes just like his fathers, she felt like she had been left out on a huge part of what her life would've been if her mate hadn't rejected her, and at this moment she loathed him for rejecting her and stripping her off of her happiness.

"Did he think that after he prioritized his career over me, I will accept it wholeheartedly?" I panted and threw a death glare at him. “Mr. Ford, it’s been four years. It already happened and all we need is to move on. And for you to know, I haven’t read even a piece of your letter. You chose to leave, so what changes it would make if I had read your letters?” I said as flawlessly as I could, although my nerves were getting weak. His rejection shattered me into million pieces, and the pain he imposed on me when I begged him to stay but he refused, couldn't be healed by just a mere piece of paper. “Mr. Ford, I don’t need any apologies from you. You chased for your dreams and you did the right

How could you even be jealous of your own brother? "Honestly, just drown in your jealousy! If Timothy's condition worsens because of you, I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life!" The words I was about to say got stuck in my throat. As I listened to her barrage of verbal attacks, I was full of bitterness. By the end, when my heart felt like it had been torn to shreds, I rasped out a question. "Beverly, have you ever really considered me your boyfriend?" The other end of the line went quiet.

she protested gently, “you turned down the money my father offered us, remember? I can lend you a loan if that would help. You can pay me back later. Just please, don’t ruin the plans we’ve made for years.” Why couldn’t she just get it? I didn’t want to do this anymore. Her habit of always trying to fix things and please me, it annoyed me now. Everything about her felt so predictable, so tiresome. I felt like pushing her away in that moment, just to make it stop. “It’s my decision, and I’m not changing it,” I said, my tone sharp now. “So, it’s better if we start making plans for a simple wedding, or forget about the wedding forever.”