Misery No Ordinary Rejection Novels & Stories

He asked surprised. “Has the editor emailed you yet? " He added. "Yeah," I answered and sighed remembering the exact words written on the mail. That was one of the most heartbreaking moments of my life. "So?" He asked with an impatient face, waiting for my answer. "My manuscript was rejected," I answered sadly, "it was horrible reading the mail with every word of it cut like a knife but I recovered after a few days. Well, at least I try." "What is the reason why your manuscript was rejected?”

I didn't know but I kinda miss him. If only I were strong enough to take risks again, most probably I'm already be in the warmth of his embrace. However, I was skeptical. I was traumatized by rejection and pain that I chose to live without him anymore. Truth be told, I thought it would be easy to wipe him out of my life after seeing him anew, but it was the exact opposite. I read his last piece of message and my fingers voluntarily tapped the reply button. My thumbs were doing a little dance and weren't sure what to say. Bizarre but in the end, I put it down and leaned my head on my chair before closing my eyes to calm my whole being.

I guess I felt vulnerable, cause the very next minute, I started sobbing. "It's okay, it's okay. Maybe you should try to make things work with him. If the rejection didn't work, then it means you guys are meant to be together" Kimberly advised sincerely. "Have you forgotten what he did to me?, I can't just let go of that memory" *First year at senior high*

I didn't care about the silk dress. "After everything I’ve done for you?" I choked out, the reality of my sacrifices clawing at my throat. "After six abortions, Jason! Six! You and your career, you and your timing. 'Not now, Evelyn,' you said. 'Wait until the merger, Evelyn,' you said. And I did it. I killed parts of myself for you!" The restaurant was dead silent now. I could hear the hum of the air conditioning. "And you still have the mind to break up with me? This thing... I rejected lots of men because of you! Better men! Kind men! And after all of it, you give me a cheque like a severance package for eight years of service?"

He told him. “Yes sir! I’m sure it’s going to yield good!” Willow exclaimed while Miguel rolled his eyes. “It’s not by mouth? Work! Tsk!” He grumbled and shook his head. “You may go, go and start work.” Willow left after the command, Miguel smirked. “She’s still my employee until she discovers what huge mistake she has made!” ****** [#Dora’s#] “We are sorry but we can’t accept you,” There comes the 8th rejection of the applications, Adrianna looked at the message with broken hearts and tried her best not to cry.

Reina I sat on the edge of the couch, staring blankly at the rejection email on my laptop screen. My chest felt tight, as if someone had tied a band around it and kept pulling. “We regret to inform you…” the words blurred before my eyes. This was supposed to be my moment. My designs, my heart and soul, were rejected not because they were not good enough, but because I was not safe to associate with anymore. All because of the scandal on the internet.

He gathered the notebook and the filthy handkerchief, holding them close to his chest. Facing the dark Forbidden Forest, he wept like a lost pup searching for home. "You weren't dirty... You were pure… The pup was mine... I know it was mine now… Please come back. You can curse me, hit me, or even kill me if you want… Please... don't leave me..." The blizzard howled. No one answered him. The echoes ringing from the Forbidden Forest mocked the great Alpha's love that had come far too late. It was too late. The mate who had loved him for ten years, endured every humiliation, and wanted to bear his pup even in her final moments… had been pushed into hell by his own hands.

Then, I let out a bitter, hollow laugh. Who am I kidding? I had already received a mountain of rejections from minor league teams. Why in the world would the biggest, brightest hockey franchise in the league want a "plain Omega nerd"? It was definitely just another automated rejection email. I couldn't handle reading another “We regret to inform you…” today. So without even opening the message, I swiped the notification away, closed my G***l app entirely, and tossed my phone onto the sofa cushion next to me. If only I knew that one unopened email was about to flip my entire world upside in ways I never imagined.

“You ain't my class, what do you have to offer? My room is bigger than your house. Sorry, find your class.” It was so painful back then, but he didn't know that Mish's rejection was an eye-opener. Her words hurt him a lot, but now who is hurting? Snuggling closer to his woman as he exhaled, thanking the heavens for bringing a beautiful girl like Milka in his way. Mike got liking for Milka after Mish rejecting him. At first, he felt so bad that Milka could think she was just a second option and not a priority. He was hesitant at first until he realized that wasting time will lead to his loose

The truth stabs deep, cold and unrelenting, as she takes in the sight before her. The tears she had fought to hold back finally slip down her cheeks, a silent testament to the pain clawing at her heart. A numbing sensation spreads through her body, freezing her in place, rooting her to the spot as if trapped in a twisted nightmare. She can’t look away from him, even as he breaks away from the kiss. Even as he turns, flashing that same smile, the same charm, towards others, never sparing her a second glance. Her lips tremble against the gag, a choked sob desperate to break free. Her mate… has just rejected her. Silently. Openly. Unforgivably.