N E Heartbreak Novels & Stories

The once inseparable duo was embarking on separate paths, one nursing a broken heart while the other was blissfully exploring newfound love. Jane's first heartbreak was an introspective journey, a painful voyage into the depths of her heart. It was a testament to her unspoken love for Mike, a melancholic symphony of her high school years. The journey was a heartbreaking yet pivotal chapter in Jane's life, propelling her towards an uncertain future, nudging her out of her comfort zone. Amid the heartache and unrequited love, Jane was slowly finding her strength, her voice, and her path.

"Who's got the black heart?" "I do" a light voice perked up then stood up. "Come on. Let's get this over with." Everybody looked at the figure that stood up. Of course, it just had to be her. Mrs. Heartbreak herself, Deborah Taylor. If heartbreak hotel had a receptionist, it'd be Vanessa. If there was someone rich, beautiful and invested enough to buy the hotel then turn it into her own personal workspace, that'd be Deborah. She was part of the clique of all those posh Grade 12 students that felt like they'd already become independent, and could care less about what anybody said or cared (That’s what everyone thought). Her 5'9 figure was a normal height in these parts but she’d carry herself

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.

I was deciding. Chapter 25 POV: Lydia Hart I used to think heartbreak was loud. I imagined screaming matches, shattered glass, mascara streaked down my face as I sobbed into the arms of well-meaning friends. I thought pain announced itself, demanded attention, made itself impossible to ignore. I was wrong. Heartbreak is quiet. It sits with you at dawn when the city is still half-asleep and the world hasn’t yet decided whether it’s going to be kind. It breathes beside you like an unwanted companion. It doesn’t rush. It waits.

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.

"It's been a month but I didn't know you were still so angry with me? Maybe you still love me until now." "Where did you get the thickness of your face, Kevyn? You should be ashamed of yourself, you are too airy to be out of place. Maybe I loved you back then because I still made you feel good back then, but now? Not anymore. I I'm really stupid because I loved someone like you and that's what I regretted. And since we broke up I realized that you're not a loss because you're worthless." I promised before going inside.

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.