Once Upon A Broken Heart Jacks And Evangeline Novels & Stories

“The video with Kayla? No more threatening to blackmail me if I run for office?” “No more,” Jack answered tightly, then turned to sit. “Seriously?” Brandon grabbed the arm of Jack’s coat. “Why? Why now?” Jack faced his nemesis, his old friend, again. “Falling for Morgan proved to me real quick that self-control is just a highminded ideal. You loved Kayla, and when my pride wouldn’t let her go, despite her asking for a divorce, you claimed her the only way you could. In your shoes…I might have done the same.” “I loved her. She broke my fucking heart.” Brandon’s monotone reply revealed that he’d never recovered from Kayla. For the first time in his life, Jack could understand that hitby-a-Mack

Jack said and she replied, " yes, we are." He continued, acknowledging the truth in her words. "I understand, but I can't walk away without trying. We had something, something real. Don't you feel it too?" Regina hesitated, her gaze drifting to the rain-soaked window. Memories flashed before her eyes — moments of laughter, shared dreams, and the pain of betrayal. "It's not that simple, Jack. Trust once broken..." "I'll earn it back," Jack interrupted, desperation evident in his eyes. "I'll do whatever it takes, Regina. Just give me a chance to prove it."

Jack trembled with fear. He tried to explain that he was innocent to me. "Mr. Edwards, let's forgive him," Harris seemed willing to pardon Jack. Although Harris was still angry, she didn't want to pursue it any further since Jack had apologized. I say "Hmm" in agreement and slowly release Jack's hand. "Crack!" Suddenly! The sound of a bone breaking echoed. "Ah!" Immediately after! Jack cried out in pain. His left middle finger had been broken by me.

He moved to the cabin door, she stood outside… standing in the pouring rain, laughing clearly enjoying the water down her face. Jazz felt happy in the strange moment her heart feeling like bursting into a million’s pieces. The sense of sudden happiness sits on her shoulder like a heavy blanket of comfort. “Jack’s Jazz…” her voice sings just saying the name. “I know you loved me.” She stopped to look at him watching her through the window. She doesn’t know where that notion comes from but she just knows. Briefly she remembers how Allan Black played her for a fool. Her face twisted with hurt her mind burning. He pulled her into his world, his life only to discard her when he no longer had any

“I'm sorry, Evan. I am really sorry that I haven't done anything to protect you…” Shaking my head, I sneer at him. “It's too late already, Alpha Maximus. No one can fix my heart anymore. Not you, and not someone else. It's been broken already with the two men I thought would love me. Now, if you don't want me to curse you, leave our house.” But, Maximus shook his head in disagreement. He tried to approach me, when I pulled the chair beside me as a weapon against him. “Evan, please…” Maximus begs. “Don't push me away. Allow me to work on fixing your heart again. Allow me to love you again.”

thank god Eva is ok. I know how it feels to get your heart broken by the one you love... I was always worried about what Eva will do when Jack will tell her the truth... I know how much she must be hurting now... but then something else clicked as well... that time when he came out of the hotel to save me from that guard, he was going back to find Eva... oh god and he didn't... he stayed with me... that dinner... he put me for the first time before his own family in that dinner...

She wanted to tell him the truth about Max, to shatter the wall between them, but the memory of Elena, and him breaking her heart before anything happened between them. The way Jack had announced to her that he was just going to have to marry Elena, them agreeing to go separate ways hurt till now. She’d packed her bags and fled far away, trying to outrun the pain. Could she trust him not to make her experience such heart break again? They worked in silence for a while, the music a soft undercurrent, each song a needle pricking at old wounds. Jack’s movements were precise, controlled, like he was holding himself together by sheer will.

What was supposed to be a drama-free getaway turned into an emotional battlefield. I had an encounter with Jack, the man who tore my heart to shreds, flaunting his mistress Hannah, in a city he swore he’d never visit because it was ‘overrated.’ In a moment of weakness, I had slept with Jack, which was mind-blowing, but now he pretended it didn’t happen. And to top it all off, we had agreed to get married immediately when we landed back home, which felt surreal every time I thought about it.

Evangeline leaned forward with a sigh and gently placed a hand on my knees. “You’re not the same person you were when you were rejected, Aegis,” Evangeline soothed gently rocking my knees with her hand. “And Elijah isn’t your old mate.” Tears spilling down her cheeks as I shook my head recklessly. “It doesn’t matter. It’s all the same. The hurt… it’s still there. I can still feel it, every day. It’s like a weight that won’t go away. I’m still broken, Evangeline. I thought time would heal it, but it didn’t. It just… it lingers.”

Then he cupped his hands over her cheek. "I trust you with my heart Tan," she finally spoke, "it has always been yours and no one can take your place in my heart." "My heart beats for you. You are my first and only priority Gabby and I don't want to spend another day, not a single moment, without you." he whispered. His lips grazed hers and then the tears she had let slip. "I love you. I love you. I love you." she chanted. "Forever?" "Even after forever." Authors Note Thank you all for reading broken hearts. Phiya-