Once Upon A Broken Heart Novels & Stories

On the other side Sitting here alone, on this empty hall , A broken girl,Maheen with a heart that's incomplete. I saw him in her arms, it tore me apart, My love for him etched deep within my heart. ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

Her voice was flawless, commanding, yet intimate, like a secret whispered directly into the hearts of her audience. By the time she reached the final song, Luna’s breath caught not from nerves, but from raw emotion. This song was for the ones who had felt broken, abandoned, defeated, anyone who had been told they couldn’t begin again. Her hands gripped the microphone tightly, eyes scanning the crowd as the lyrics poured out of her, pure and unfiltered. “This one’s for anyone who’s ever been told they were too broken to begin again,” she whispered before the chorus hit, and the crowd leaned in as if they were holding their breath with her.

I couldn't find a single word to say. Hearing my quiet sobs, Diego's tone softened. "Hey, why are you crying? The principal position is gone, but there's still a place for you here. Just come back." Listening to his reassurance, my tears flowed even harder. Five years ago, I played Chopin's "The Farewell Waltz" in this piano shop. I never imagined that the sadness in the music would someday mirror my heartbreak, as if everything had been destined. Just then, my phone buzzed with a text from my lawyer. "Ms. Tucker, your divorce documents are ready and have been sent to your email. Please check them at your convenience."

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."

Over the last eight years, I've watched her come home with different men. Once, Anya stared at me with unusually solemn eyes despite being completely sloshed. "Shane, we belong to two different worlds. Don't fall for me," she slurred. I always thought Anya was a woman who had no idea what love was supposed to be like. Then, I found out a year ago that she had a first love who passed away from an illness. The young man Anya brought home last night actually resembled her dead love. Hence, I was not surprised to see him at breakfast with her.

Night fell, and I sat alone in my cold room. The decree stripping me of my Luna title had just arrived. Damian's flamboyant signature stared at me like something alive, grotesque, and mocking. I stared at the blank space where my Luna name should have been, my gaze empty. I didn't cry. My tears had long since dried. Suddenly, my chest convulsed with pain. A wave of indescribable grief washed over me. I felt it clearly—my destined mate had marked another she-wolf.

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.

Tired of acting strong, it was as if she was waiting for those calming words and, she started crying, her tears telling the tale of her broken heart's condition. Vansh and Avni immediately hugged her, with Avni stroking her hand on her shoulder and Vansh stroking her head, consoling her. They had made her weep on intention, for that was the only way to reach inside her sorrowful heart. "I...I....loved him with my soul dee, then why did he break my heart? I...I gave him my h.... heart aaannddd.. he broke it harshly, i... I remain loya...l for him f..or how much years dee, a..nd what I got in return, noth...ing, just a broken heart. I ...I am just a broken person, unable to love anyone." Shana

The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️