N E Heartbreak Novels & Stories

Ethan, the part of me that still clings to what was lost. Roman, the part that feels alive again whenever we are together in a room Maybe that’s the cruelest thing about heartbreak. It doesn’t end when someone leaves; it ends when you’re brave enough to stop looking back. And I’m not sure I am. The streetlight flickers above me as I cross the corner. My phone vibrates again, once. A simple message from Roman lights the screen. Thinking of you. A second later, another one slides in from an unknown number.

He was at work and I was trying to catch up on my studies. It sucked! My heart was aching, and although I’d never experienced heartache before, I knew that this was it! This was the sickness that was called heartbreak, and the only cure was time. Excruciating long seconds that eventually turned to minutes and hours... Grace was nowhere to be found – and surprise, surprise: neither was Prez! – and seeing that most of the men were at the club tonight, Ashly and the others were busy making themselves come on a biker’s cock.

My Heart Is Broken By: Evanescence “All body feel that I will never find a way to heal my soul And I will wonder till the end of time Torn away from you My heart is broken... Sweet sleep my dark angel... Deliver us, from sorrows hold.” A tear escaped from my eyes Why does it feel like it reflects to what I felt? My heart is broken. Really really broken. Because of everything. Everyone. Especially Dwyne. My trust...my heart...has been broken again. It felt like it shattered into pieces, and I don't know how to put it back together again. I saw a truck in the distance. At the intersection. And it looks like it has lost its control. The brake won't work.

Esmeralda For the first time in my life, I experienced heartbreak. This was not the regular heartbreak I was used to, this heartbreak was different. The heartbreak from a loved one. My mate. The heartbreak from a loved one is the most painful heartbreak ever. It comes from within, shattering the heart into a thousand pieces, crushing the soul and leaving one vulnerable. My heart was shattered. I was broken. I was vulnerable. My hopes of becoming Luna were dashed.

Unbreak my heart ************** Elena's pov ************** My heart is broken, I feel shattered and incomplete. In one day I lost both my husband and my child. There are no words capable of explaining my heartbreak, for the past three days since Anthony walked out of my life with Emma my second twin, a part of me, died. "You mean he left with Emma to Liberia," Father asked repeatedly. "Yes, father," I said, choking from tears that streamed down my face.

Aurora had always imagined heartbreak would feel like a sharp, sudden pain, like a knife to the chest, immediate and devastating. As she stood frozen in the doorway of the dimly lit apartment she had shared with Shawn for the last three years; she realized heartbreak wasn’t always so dramatic. Sometimes, it was quiet, and slow; almost a numb, creeping sensation that started at the edges of her mind and worked its way inward, wrapping around her like a vice.

How do you explain to someone that the person who swore to protect your heart, was the one who stomped on it without a second thought? My first heartbreak wasn't loud. It didn't come with slammed doors or broken glass. It came with silence. And a tear I didn't let him see.

Ethan’s POV I never thought heartbreak would feel like this. Like a hollow ache settling deep in my chest, stretching its fingers into every part of me. Like my whole world had shifted under my feet, leaving me standing on nothing. Elena had been lying to me. Not just once. Not just a slip-up or a mistake, but for who knows how long. Every word, every touch, every promise—I had believed it all, swallowed it whole like a fool. And the worst part? I hadn’t even seen it coming.

Sophia, I proposed to you because I truly like you! It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved, but I no longer dared to trust others easily after getting hurt by Adrian. Blaise noticed my hesitation and didn't pressure me to continue our relationship. Instead, he began courting me and slowly integrated himself into my life.

And it had all led me here, to this moment, with my heart in a million pieces at my feet, finally understanding that the boy I’d been crushing on had never, not for a single second, been mine to lose. _________________________________________ The numbness was a heavy blanket, smothering everything. I lay on my bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene in the garden on a loop. The way he’d looked at her. The easy intimacy. I didn’t cry. The hurt was too deep for tears; it was just a vast, hollow ache. So this is a heartbreak, I thought, the words echoing in the empty quiet of my room. Will there ever be someone who looks at me like I’m their whole world? Or am I just destin