Mosaic Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

Where on earth have I gone wrong? The music, which should have made his voice a bit inaudible, had been paused, thereby making his hurtful words clear and strong enough to break my heart into tiny shreds. "She's really obsessed," I heard the Beta's daughter say, followed by a mocking laugh as she clung even tighter to him. I felt just like real trash.

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

Would you promise to wait when this soul of mind is failing? It's hard for me to believe this thing we've discovered is real. And although you are true, my heart needed time to heal. (chorus) repeat twice Said I wouldn't, Said I wouldn't babe, Said I wouldn't fall in love again. I said I wouldn't fall in love, but it's crazy I feel it deep within. I said I wouldn't fall in love, but I was wrong. Tippa's eyes watered as she began to clap for his performance.

Everything from the design framework to the choice of colors was decided upon after my repeated communication with the interior designer. I picked up a stool from beside me and swung it hard at the table. It was Sunday today. As the club was located in the suburbs, no one knew what was happening. The loud bangs sounded like battle drums, awakening every aggressive cell in my body. Even the massive fish tank and expensive potted plants were smashed to smithereens. Specks of filth splattered onto the paint, which hadn't completely dried. I ended up smashing everything in the room that was visibly breakable.

She was a strong girl who was not easily affected by the opinion and perspective of others, but somehow today Raymond's words stabbed her heart and made her feel like she was all alone, deserted by everybody whom she had ever loved in her life . Raymond saw Akira stopping in front of the cemetery . The burden of regret instantly increased manifold inside his heart . He rushed inside and saw Akira's frail figure slumped on the ground . She was crying like there was no tomorrow in store for her . When Raymond saw the same surname written on the tombstone as hers, he immediately understood the depth of pain that she was undergoing at that moment . He himself knew the pain of losing one parent .

A heartbreaker will never be able to mend a broken heart. I haven't finished rupturing yet. Although the clunks and crashes of disintegrating parts of me have stopped, my muscles are still quivering. Occasionally, I'd hear fragments crumbling into even tinier shreds as they fell to the ground. The pillars of my hopes and the foundation of my worth have yet to crumble, and the agony is being prolonged and exacerbated as a result of this gradual, piecemeal collapse. My heart has not yet recovered from the pain of loss. I couldn't sleep at night because I could hear its growl so loudly in the distance. Your name would scream from the rooftops, and none of the songs on our playlist could calm my

Chapter 148 – The Broken Star’s Choice The broken star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its light a fractured mosaic of fading gold and encroaching shadow, each throb a heartbeat of anguish that threatened to unravel the tapestry of all creation. Jessica’s hollowness was a screaming void, her body bloodied and trembling, her glow extinguished as her future self loomed, radiant yet broken, her hollow eyes and chilling vow, “Your love will break you, Jessica.

- 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.

I shook my head and took a deep breath while rubbing my chest. "Relax, Monika... Ryan loves you and nothing can separate you from him. Relax." I muttered and poured water into a glass from a jug. My hands were shivering. After drinking water, I extended my hand to keep it on the table, but it slipped from my hand. I closed my eyes when the loud smashing sound of glass hit my eardrums. It was like it was replicating my situation. I'm just shattered like that broken glass and everything is falling apart from my hand. Maybe I have moved on with Ryan, but past trauma still haunts me and is snatching my happiness. There is a fear in my heart that the house I built with Ryan is made of glass, whic

The elderly lady looked warn out and tired though she still put on a lively smile “We are always with you sweet pea. Your grandma was a firm believer that even though we die we never really leave. Because right here.” She said pointing at Rosalie’s heart. “Is where we all reside in.” “What happens if it feels broken?” Rosalie asked. “Its broken because you have forgotten there love for you. When a heart breaks it’s because the love broke. Remember there live and it heals itself. It’s almost like each broken piece is a person you have loved in the past. When you remember there love you bring them all together. Because there love is what has molded you to be who you are today.” Mama Chika smil