Once Upon A Broken Heart Age Rating Novels & Stories

“You're really making me look like the bad guy here.” I shook my head in disbelief, another round of tears making their way down my cheeks. “Just think about it, and maybe you’d see it. You took advantage of me Bryce, in the worst way possible. I can’t forget how you’ve helped me in the past, but using my weakness is something I can’t forgive you for.” “You will understand later.” “I understand everything already.” His eyes warmed as he looked all over my face. He then took a step closer. “I understand you’re upset, but please don’t push me away.”

I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while, thinking that I was being loved by him. I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life. Ever. Don't be confused as to how angry I am right now because it's actually not my fault. Now you guys would want to know me, wouldn't you? Well my name is Nuella, I'm seventeen years old and I'm kind of someone you'll call popular.

~So, please don't break my heart Don't tear me apart I know how it starts Trust me, I've been broken before Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me, I've been broken before~ -What if Uno once day, decided to break my heart? Would it hurt as much as what Rico made me feel? ~I've been broken, yeah I know how it feels To be open And then find out your love isn't real I'm still hurting, yeah I'm hurting inside I'm so scared to fall in love, but if it's you, then I'll try~

"A safeguard against the strength of their love. If they chose each other above all else, their bond would be unbreakable. But if doubts crept in, the pendant would shatter, symbolizing the fragility of their relationship." I clutched the broken half tighter. "So, the fact that it's broken now..." Morana interrupted, "Means your love is being tested. But it also means there's hope. If you can find the other half and mend it with genuine intent, your bond can still be saved." "But why can't I remember any of this?" I questioned, feeling overwhelmed. "Why does it feel like I'm hearing a fairy tale?" She gave a sad smile. "Because, dear Elain, your memories were sealed."

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”

When the petals fell, my Heartbreak Level soared to almost 90. I moved out early the next morning. Freddie stood by the window, watching my slender figure fade into the distance. His heart twisted in agony. The last 10% of the Heartbreak Level naturally came from the words he had spoken the day before his wedding. The moment I closed my eyes, my Heartbreak Level finally hit 100%. The system said he should go and say goodbye. But knowing the memories would remain, Freddie chose not to. Instead, he said silently in his heart, "Goodbye, Rosalie."

"There's no but. I've been working too long; I need this break. I'm not doing this for you, so stop feeling guilty, alright?" With him putting it that way, there was nothing more I could say. Any further insistence would only make things awkward. As for him…I decided not to overthink it. I would just let things unfold naturally. Meanwhile, the livestream comments were overwhelmingly in his favor. [Cedric is seriously so devoted. I hope Emma ends up with him.] [Exactly! Just because one relationship failed doesn't mean she should be afraid to love again!] [Get together already!] We left the lavender fields and headed to Cedric's villa in Imperia for lunch and wine.

She asked. “Do you really want to know?” “Yes I do!”.. “I got it after I had my first heartbreak!”.. “Heartbreak… she giggled. “Let me guess you were sixteen then?” “I was 32!” She pulled herself up from my chest to meet up with my gaze. “You had your first heartbreak at 32?” It was like she couldn't believe her ears. “Yes, I did, shocked?” “Yes I mean I had my first heartbreak when I was 17!” She revealed.

Pausing between sips, I wiped away the remaining tears on my cheeks. "Honey, listen," Ms. Alicia began, setting her cup down. "I know it's hard right now, but heartbreak is part of life, especially for females. Whether you want to cry or not, soon you'll be 18. You'll find your true mate, your true love, not a vampire," She tenderly stroked my head, looking at me with concern. "I can't believe he did that to me," I looked down at my hands. "And I can't believe how I fell for his deceit."