Mosaic Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "

- tears, Pain, and betrayal. Wiping her tears, Koushalya stood up and took hold of their marriage photo from the floor. She could see herself in those broken pieces of glasses. Tear-filled eyes, messed up hairs and broken soul was visible in that broken piece of glass. A heart is like glass. dropped once, broken forever. Even If you put back those broken pieces together, it will never be the same again. Her teary eyes were reflecting pain and agony which was given by her husband whom she loved with all her heart. She never thought her life would be changed into a question mark in this short period.

When the car stopped in front of the condominium building, Zion turned his head to her and asked the same question which she cannot answer. “What am I to you?” It wasn’t because Harriet didn’t know the answer. It just that she found it hard to say it directly to him. ‘Someone who broke my heart, not into pieces, but into nothingness,’ she said inwardly. Because of Zion, she learned that being broken-hearted is not a destination, but a difficult road that often appears at their feet, that must be walked I order to get to a better future. Harriet trued her best to pad her shoes with their good memories which they need to absorb the shock, or let her soles feel the full pain of this change in t

Just before the bomb exploded, I closed my eyes in despair and sent one final message through mind-link. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I hereby sever my Mate Bond with you." And with that, I cut the mind-link.

“You can’t shoulder the blame, so you're just trying to put the fault on someone else. Good thing Nellana isn’t here to see the woman you’ve become.” “You don’t mean that…” I whispered, a single tear falling from my eye. He shrugged. “I'm done talking.” He turned around and hurried upstairs. I fell to the ground as I broke down in tears, my own words echoing in my ears. ‘Even if it’s going to be heartbreaking with Ethan, I’d take all the pain…’ Could I actually do it, because right now I felt like giving up. Bryce had said something right after all. What was the point of all of this if he didn’t love me anymore?

As if they'd never curled their sweat dampened bodies around each other, lost in their little bubble where the outside world couldn't pierce through. He did what had to be done, even though he hated himself. He'd earned a degree in the field of breaking hearts. He could blame his family for their breakup all he wants but it didn't change the fact he hurt her badly. After what he did to Gabrielle courtesy of his parent he never intended to see her. But there she was, standing two feet apart from him. He remembered the promises he made to her, he swore to protect her when the world wasn't in her Favour and he failed to do that. He didn't deserve to see her again, not now not ever.

he croaked out tears falling from his eyes. "I broke two hearts the night of the rejection Anna's and my true mates, Anna becauseI thought I could give me all of her when I couldn't, and my mates because I shattered her. Not only did I break there hearts, I realized that I broke my heart also I destroyed my heart. My mate is strong becasue she stuck with me untill she couldn't anymore, and once she left me I hated her, when I had no right to hate her, when in reality I should have hated myself. "

I don't know what is happening or why I am suddenly feeling this scared. I just wish I could save my heart from breaking into pieces. I walked towards the room, his room and suddenly the painting from the wall of the beautiful woman who is Abram's mother fell, shattering into pieces. I sat and grabbed the broken frame, my eyes blurred with tears as the beautiful picture of my late mother in law broke. My hand scraped against the piece of mirror , and blood gushed out from my palm. This picture is so beaitiful, why does it have to break like this? I looked straight into her enchanting green eyes "don't worry mama, I will fix this".

It might create a freaky image but it is really nice. I place my hand on the side of my heart and feel it beating slowly, barely audible. And even though I can't hear the crack, I can still feel it breaking and maybe it is because when I was with Blake, it felt like our hearts were one. And when we broke up, it felt like I got half of my original heart, a half that was struggling to beat on its own. And maybe that is why I am afraid of kissing him. Because our hearts might intertwine again into one which I cannot afford. I've made a way to live with a cracked heart, I can't go back. I can't let myself fall agai- "Are you okay miss?" A lady wearing the museum's uniform touches my shoulder, sn

The stress and the pain would be intensified by a thousandfold to the day she was undone. “In fact, there’s no reason for me to love you again. Once a mirror is shattered, you can never get it back to its original state, despite your best efforts. “It’s like my heart was broken into pieces. You can try to piece it back but the cracks will always be there. Every line of crack represents the pain that I’ve gone through in the past. You might still have a place in my heart, but I can’t just move on from the pain…”