Rejected And Forsaken Novels & Stories

“ You will gain nothing from the rejection. If I reject you, you will lose everything. Your status, your money and all your assets, you will become an outcast here and no one will speak to you ever again.” “Why does it sound like you are trying to convince me not to go ahead with it? You’re the one who wants to reject me, remember? So why are you telling me what would happen? I don’t care if no one speaks to me again. In Fact, I would be glad. Do you want me to beg you not to go ahead with the rejection? Oh, thats sad. Too bad I can’t do that because I don’t care.” He scoffed. “You’re going to regret this. I don’t know what made you this way but I know that you will be back on your knees and

Here is a brief summary of the story “What does that mean? You are rejecting me?” Julia asked. I felt a pain in my chest, but I knew this was the right thing to do. “You do not belong in my world; please accept this so we can both move on,” I reply. “No,” she replied. “No?” I asked, confused how this human could refuse my rejection.

It wasn't the first time she cut short their call but indeed it was the first time he actually tried to voice out the pain he was dying in. Grabbing her frame from his lap he stared at her innocent smiling face, on their wedding day her baby blue eyes were sparkling with love and happiness, she looked so happy even after all the things he did to her in the fire of his vengeance. She forgave him for so many things and he always took her for granted. "So this is how it feels to be rejected, to be unwanted." He whispered rubbing his thumb over her picture letting his drunk frame stand up as he wobbly walked out of the room.

he said simply. I searched his face for pity. Found none. “Why am I still here?” I asked. “Because you’re wounded,” he answered. “And because you’re not a threat.” “Yet.” That last word lingered. “I won’t stay long,” I said. “I don’t belong anywhere.” Ronan’s gaze sharpened. “No,” he said quietly. “You belonged to someone who chose power over you.” The truth of it hit harder than I expected. He turned away then, staring into the fire. “Nightfall does not punish the rejected. We don’t discard the broken.”

Holding her gaze, I stood drained and lost in the jungle of words, hunting for the ones that would haunt both our lives evermore. She shook her head. “Please Kian, don’t do this to us… I love you.” The pain in my chest grew more and more unbearable. Both of us felt the tremors of the rejection in our blood and bones right before I said those accursed words. “I, Kian Nyx Abner… reject you, Carys Elffire, as my fated mate…” Wounds of love never leave scars because they never heal. They bury themselves deep in your heart as a constant reminder of a tragic love that had no other fate, no other chance, no other escape.

Without even giving me even a little chance,without getting to know me even for a day. It was u fair to me and you have committed a grave sin to me and to the moon goddess. You made me hurt. You made me who I am today. It was because you rejected me that I seemed to be strong just to seek revenge from you I had promised myself never to let you go on with you love smoothly I had sworn to destroy every hope you built with that damn mate stealer of yours. You may have rejected me alpha king but I haven't reject you You may be in love with someone else but you are still tighed to me in a body, mind, duty and soul

On the other hand, my mum and dad stood at the extreme end of the parlor, as they kept sighing in frustration, while my two younger siblings, Eli and Bram, sat on the couch, while exchanging glances at each other. "We can't allow this to happen. "We can't just let it go," my dad's voice finally broke the long silence. “Rory, you've brought shame and calamity and curses upon us as a result of this rejection. Something must be done about it.” “Something?” I asked with unbelievable anger. What did he mean by that? "So, you're obviously going to punish me for a crime that I didn't even commit. Thane was the one who rejected me, and as such, I shouldn't be forced to pay for his crime.

The flame that trembles in the wind is proof that it refuses to die. The Rejected Blood Moon was born from that truth. It was written for those who have loved deeply and lost completely, for those who have been told they are “too much,” “too emotional,” or “too broken.” It is for the dreamers who still reach for the light even when the night refuses to end. Because rejection does not define you. Pain does not end you. Every wound you carry is also a window — a place where the light enters when you are finally ready to let it.

Running and feeling like we were falling apart. Then I awake to find a handsome man by my side, who I knew was my fated mate but he acted like I was a nobody and he walked away. Leaving me feeling rejected and alone and once again I fell apart, my wolf already fading and crumbling from our earlier trauma. What was my world coming to? What sort of goddess does this to her creations? Had I sinned so badly that I was being punished?

I now know what to expect when he accepts my rejection. The feelings I had for him just moments ago are abruptly severed. I feel nothing but the hatred I've harbored for years. I will mourn the loss of my mate later, right now there are more important things to worry about. Micah staggers back to his feet and looks at me with a mixture of grief and betrayal. I feel nothing. "Accept my rejection, Micah." I say firmly and he opens his mouth as if to speak the words, but shakes his head and turns away from me. I'm momentarily shocked, until I start to follow him.