Mosaic Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

Her heart seems to be breaking into pieces, making her feel numb. Midnight neighed, seeming to feel its owner's desolation. ****😳😢😳****

Oftentimes it broke on its own, other times it had been shattered: through carelessness or cruelty, and thrown against the wall, it had left stains, almost like the gray one above her bed. But on this winter morning Helen's heart didn't just break: it disintegrated to its elements, and that’s the worst heartbreak of all. Deep inside the chest, atomising hearts leave a void, as hostile to life as the desert. The painful thing isn't even the moment they’re destroyed. It is not the sudden sting as they fall apart, but the creeping, everlasting agony thereafter. Atomising hearts dissolve into a zillion parts, so tiny that they are invisible. So intangible that they can never be rejoined, and th

Eugene said, resting his head against mine as we watched our happy family. Even though we didn't have a fairytale beginning and had a lot of ups and downs in our progressing relationship, we met each other halfway. We were too scared to light the spark between us, afraid it might break us both in the end. And even though we were both broken, Eugene more than me, we took each other's broken pieces and built each other up again. We were two broken hearts who met each other at the most unexpected time, and we each gave our half to the other to mend the broken parts. We were there for each other, sometimes just lagging a bit behind, but we were there. And if this wasn't what one would call love,

Inferno of emotions His heart was broken Cracked into two by events of past Where the other part was hidden by him somewhere where it could never be found again. She knew his heart like her own As once they beated as a whole. She was going to mend his broken heart. Even if she had to break her own heart into two, Just to complete the jigsaw of his heart's missing part. Even if after it her heart would be sacrificed but still knowing that his heart was complete she will be satisfied.

" Stop this Dylan please stop this." "You can't mend a broken glass. I am broken beyond repair." You destroyed me the day I learned to love you. To feel something for you. Then how can you expect me to give you that piece of mine once again when you already broke it with your own hands. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

Not just from Sector 4, but from every failed sector in the Gallery. The "Mosaic" wasn't merging; it was "Invading."

After all i had already became the atrocious girl in the family so what was the point of still being a virtuous girl. "The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever" by Carrol Bryant- resembled the situation of my splintered heart. My heart was shattered like a thousand pieces of broken mirror. And this was also the day from when I started thinking I was a cursed child with a cursed and tenebrous fate; this was the day my Ill fate started and I was doomed for life.

kapoor, you didn't get me I guess, I just need your help in helping me keep the two projects that I already have," She looked into his eyes, holding up to the shattered pieces of pride left within her Just like a crushed glass cannot be put together, so can a fractured pride not be put together All Hearts!!

Chapter Fifteen: When the Moon Cries The shattered pieces of the moonstone necklace sparkled like stars on the ground. Lyra stared at them, chest heaving, her soul cracking. Everything they’d built—the rituals, the preparation, the bond—they were all unraveling in her hands. Killian stood before her, cloaked in shadow, eyes no longer the vibrant storm-grey she had fallen in love with. Now they were ink-black voids, swirling with Lucien’s corruption.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*