Memories Of A Broken Heart Novel Novels & Stories

Love, Krystal GoodNovel *** Bad memories are like a parasite; as soon as it grabs hold, it doesn’t let go. It keeps sucking away and away, taking every inch of you until you are nothing...they leave you feeling drained because they take all your blood and energy. That is exactly what last night’s memories have been doing to me. Physically, I was sitting in the assembly hall, while it was thronged. However, mentally I was absent. Who would have not been? Maybe I had gone crazy. But then, at the same time, I could easily feel the grip at my heart. It was as if an intense and strong force held my heart and somehow restrained me from breaking up. Surprises kept on descending upon me but yet I wa

I hated it immediately. “I don’t think I have much choice.” The shadow slammed itself against the broken door. The entire Heart shook. Cracks exploded across the darkness. Several memories shattered completely. Astra flinched. The pain on her face made it obvious that every lost memory hurt. Not physically. Emotionally. Like losing pieces of someone she loved. Lyra glanced toward the damage. Then back at me. “It’s already breaking through.” “Then we’ll find another way.” The response came instantly.

“Do not play innocent with me. I know girls like you, acting all innocent and pretending to be helpless to get a man’s attention. Pick me homewreckers. Maurice might be blind to your cunning act but I am not. And I will make him see the truth. And when I do, he will abandon you faster the second time. Do you understand?” I would if she slowed down a little and explained what exactly was happening. I did not understand anything she was saying. Of course, I registered it but understanding it was a different matter. If I were to believe what she was saying, Maurice and I were broken mates. Why? Breaking a mate’s bind is one of the craziest things that could happen. I did not remember much but I

Every memory came crashing down on me all at once, brutal and merciless. Memories of us. Memories that suddenly belonged to only one of us now. Me. Because Roman didn’t remember. Reese looked down at his hands like he couldn’t bear to witness the damage anymore. River finally caught up with me. The machines kept beeping—steady, cruel, indifferent—like the universe was mocking me for thinking I could ever get a happy ending. And then I broke. I burst into tears so hard it felt like my ribs might crack. I didn’t care how I looked. Didn’t care how insane I probably seemed—some strange woman sobbing in front of a man who had no idea who she was.

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman

He did find someone before but he lost her because of his stupidity. His name is Kai Schneider and his age is 29 years old. A rich widow with one young boy and most wanted by man and woman, still single. Still, his life feels so boring and empty without his late wife. He is living lifeless and his son never feels his love because he keeps remembering that his late wife died after giving birth to him. He knows that it's wrong but he can't help it. His illness is inside his mind. Outside, he is a strong and strictly hard working person.

Why was my heart paining so much? I remained like that for several moments, mourning my broken destiny. Every memory from my birth till now came in a rushing flood, destroying everything in its path. And when I realised Tera’s wouldn’t bring me anything, I angrily wiped them when my eyes landed on that one book which lay on the ground. A simple book wouldn’t have captured my attention if it wasn’t for some strange lock-like thing protruding out. I frowned before crawling to it.

My first heartbreak—stood, fully awake, eyes glued to me like I'd stepped out of a dream. "Mia," he breathed, crossing the room in three long strides before pulling me into his chest. "Oh, my God. You're here. You're real. We thought you were gone forever." His arms... they still feel like home. That's the problem. The warmth of his body nearly melted me. Almost. But then the fire came. The fury. The memories. Remember what they did. Remember how they left you broken and pregnant and alone. I shoved him back so hard he nearly lost balance. "Don't touch me."

Forgettable. At home, I went through the motions: dropped my bag, showered quickly, crawled into bed without even touching dinner. I told myself I was tired, but deep down, I knew it wasn’t exhaustion that hollowed me out. It was heartbreak. And as I lay there in the dark, my mind betrayed me with a memory I could never erase—the first time I met him. I had been nervous and clumsy, arms full of files, when the elevator doors slid open and he stepped out, all confidence and quiet charm. He noticed me struggling, offered a smile, and asked if it was my first day. That small kindness, that warm chuckle, had marked me forever. Now here I was, years later, still holding onto the same feeling, eve

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.