My Broken Love Story Novels & Stories

"Now, that is an understatement of this century. 'never enough' more like not at all. When we were little you made all my friends your friends- you made them hate me. you made them call me trash. You made Everyone hate me including Daddy. I was so hungry for love. just once, I wanted to know how it feels to be loved by someone. just once, but you made sure I never get that." Rori who I think was the only one strong enough to love me doesn't love me anymore. It shouldn't but her marriage feels like a betrayal. Like a knife to my chest, "never, not once." He laughs again at my outburst. "You know Beryl, let me tell you a story. There was a bear who loved this deer, it was obvious their love. I

The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️

~ RACHEL Imagine being so broken that you don’t just disbelieve in love but also accept that you’re not destined to be loved and be in love again. People tell me that I need to work on my broken heart but I don’t think my heart is broken, I believe it’s my soul. It’s shattered completely. So this is not a heartbreak story but a soul-break story. Richie broke my soul and now the shattered pieces of it are trying to mold back but with hate, not love.

Still, he insisted, "This isn't an act. I love you. I can't live without you." "Perhaps you're just used to having me around," I countered. "No, it's not that," he protested. "I've never doubted the love we once shared. I believe you truly loved me, and I truly loved you. But times have changed. We both have new paths to follow. Maybe… We're just no longer right for each other in this stage of life." I looked into his eyes and saw a trace of resignation. Deep down, he seemed to understand that the rift between us was irreparable. However, he was reluctant to face the truth.

The love he had so fiercely fought for had crumbled, leaving behind nothing but pain and brokenness. As Ava cradled Caleb in her arms, her heart shattered into a million pieces. The love she had once believed in now seemed tainted, poisoned by Damian's violence. In that moment, all illusions of a happy ending were shattered, replaced by a harsh reality that threatened to consume them all.

I'm happy Allision isn't home, since I didn't want to encounter these two acting all lovey-dovey again, It's just disgusting. What's love? what's love to a broken heart? Love is just a phase for me! I fell in love once, It was horrible, found out the only reason the guy dated me was that he wanted me for my money, can you even believe that? I thought it was the other way around. Actually, it wasn't even love, I killed him after he confessed. He messed with the wrong person, he must have not known I'm from the mafia. After that, I still went to his funeral and fake cried in front of his family and made a scene, saying bad things and wishing the person bad that killed him. Not like I cared bec

🎵 I gave you all my love, my soul exposed, But behind my back, a story that no one knows, In the shadows of doubt, we drift apart, Why did you choose to break my heart? 🎵 🎶🎶 Why did you choose to break my heart? Left me in the dark, where our love used to spark, Promises faded, like a long-forgotten art, Why did you choose to break my heart? 🎵 I believed in us, in a future bright, But now I'm lost, searching for the light, The truth's a bitter pill, I can't swallow,

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

When he loved, what did it give him as an offer? “Andre…I know what you went through…” Fred was saying when Andre interrupted him sharply. “You don't know anything. You only know that there's a word called heartbreak. Besides the word, what else do you know?” He demanded. The next two hours Andre was busy and Camella got hooked on the web of different meetings. She attended to some serious matters that she momentarily got focused on the job until it was almost too late. She sent a text to Andre “Wait behind, we need to talk” Andre received it but didn't respond. After what Fred told him, he felt like keeping distance from that woman surnamed Wood.