My Promised Rejection Novels & Stories

Two weeks passed like a blur, anxiety crippled Pamala. There were no other letters or threat. Whoever it was must have been bluffing, it was a silly trick. She didn't dwell too much on it. She was anxious about stepping outside, now the news of her Rejection had spread like wildfire she didn't want to people people throwing her looks of mockery or pity anywhere she went to, so she didn't go out at all. But it would be good to find a job and support her parents now that her hope for a mate was crushed. It was hard living, she felt like a shell. It hadn't gotten better but she was learning to cope with the pain.

It sounded like all her hopes had been flushed away by that rejection. “So you're going to let go of all the money you're supposed to get because of rejection? Let me point it out to you: it seems like you keep misinterpreting this contract. We don't love each other; I'm using you to promote myself and nothing else, so why are you worried about the rejection?”

"You owe me, Brandon ... take back or I'll leave you!" I would like to believe that this is possible. Moon Goddess ... can I get my rejection back? Please... I take a deep breath, look up to the sky and hopefully say: "I alpha Brandon Taylor take back my rejection and accept you Elle Parker as my mate, as my luna, as anything you want to be in my life. I TAKE IT BACK!" Then I fall to my knees crying. I feel a huge pain in my chest that seems to suffocate me, I lie down on the ground and close my eyes feeling how I slowly start to faint but not before hearing just like in a dream a warm and tender voice.

They drift to my promise. My promises made to both brother Ron and Caroline. My death breaks that promise. It painfully tags me a failure. I grit my tooth. I can't accept failure. I definitely can't be a disappointmet. Not now, not ever. I morph my fist. I must escape death abd fullfill my promise. It's essential. I swing my eyes open. They capture his manly balls. I smile. That's my escape. I feel his claws brush my erect hairs. I react faster.

Not a greeting. A promise.

Sebastian promised. **********************************************************

“I’ll be there, I promise.” ##########

"I promise we’ll meet again soon." She nodded reluctantly, her disappointment evident. "Alright. I’ll be waiting." Stanley kissed her forehead softly before stepping out of the carriage. He watched as it pulled away, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He had the information he needed, but the cost of getting it left a bitter taste in his mouth. As he made his way back to the hotel, he felt the weight of his actions pressing down on him, knowing that the game they were playing was about to get even more dangerous.

“Logan! please! Let me handle this. Don’t hurt him anymore, please.” “Oh, we plan to.” Daniel cut in. “But first, I, Daniel Morris, beta of Dark Moon pack, reject you, Lillie Rome, as my mate. And frankly, I wish to never see your face again.” I did not see that coming. More tears rushed down her cheeks as she lowered her gaze. “I, Lillie Rome, accept your rejection.” Darwin took one step further. “I, Darwin Morris, gamma of Dark Moon pack, reject you, Lillie Rome, as my mate.”

Being rejected doesn't mean an end to our existence. 'Get a hold of yourself and accept his rejection. Let's search for a more suitable replacement. He's not worth shedding our tears,' Diamond added, though the pain in her eyes was evident. It was her ego speaking, safeguarding the last shred of pride we had left. I heaved a sigh and gathered all my strength. Looking weak and devastated over a certain rejection felt so wrong. Despite my wavering strength and weak spirit, I meet his gaze.