Rejected And Forsaken Novels & Stories

His pleas failed because she went and left them behind with their poor dad. When he matured, they sat him down and explained everything to him because he lived hoping their mother would come back one day. And it was the same day that he started loathing women. He came to the conclusion that women would want men to fall in love with them and then ditch them for another man. He couldn't see the reason why a woman could leave her husband or lover for another man just because of money.

He had known for years who he was to me and while he didn't do anything directly, he didn't stop it. He rejected me, saying that I was "wolf less and weak." My heart shattered into a million pieces. How could this happen? I had always believed that I was meant to be with an Alex. And now, I was left with nothing but bitterness and resentment towards everyone around me. From that day on, I made a vow to myself to never trust an Alpha male again. And I, the rejected one, was left to pick up the pieces and rebuild my shattered self-esteem. But I refused to let them break me. I was determined to prove that I didn't need anyone to define my worth. I was strong and independent, and I didn't need a

All the promises of love and loyalty were just mere words, without any meaning or weight. The weight of broken promises and forsaken vows pressed down on her heart. She had dared to dream that someone might truly understand her, flaws and all, but reality whispered a harsher truth. Past rejections resurfaced, intertwining with the fresh wound of Iden's betrayal, weaving a tapestry of solitude and uncertainty.

Soulless - werewolves who have turned rogue with no humanity left, giving in to their beastly urges. Rejection - an act in which your soulmate rejects the mate bond, causing immense pain to the rejected. These are the challenges Amberle Crest must overcome after becoming an outcast amongst the wolves her age due to an event outside of her control.

The mark of a rejected wolf was there on my neck, sitting peacefully like a mockery. In our kingdom, it was rare for fated mates to reject each other so whenever someone rejected their mates, the rejected would have a mark to signify it…just as how people frowned upon prostitutes, this was something to be frowned upon. No man would ever want a rejected, wolfless disgrace. And even if I found a second chance mate, we would not be able to recognize each other. Could my life get any worse? It did. Despite my pleas, despite my cries for a second chance, my father being so angry banished me from the pack and declared me a rogue. Just like that, the girl born of an Alpha became a worthless wolfles

I rush to him, breath breaking. “Father, it is I.” “Is it truly you?” “Yes, Father. How have you been?” Instead of embracing me, he strikes—not in anger, but in pain. “Why would you leave? Why would you leave me behind?” His strength falters. His wolf-heart cracks. He breaks into sobs, and I collapse with him. “I am sorry, Father. I could not drag my shame upon you.” “Shame? Rejection is not death. Acceptance of it is.”

"Or something like him." A chill slid down my spine. "There have been others before." I dragged my gaze from the drawing to her face. "Others?" My voice came out thinner than I wanted. "How many?" Mara didn't look away. "Enough that our ancestors knew to fear them." --- She turned the page slowly, as if giving me time to breathe. I didn't take it. "They are called the Forsaken," she read, her voice low but steady. "Wolves who rejected the Moon Goddess's gift… or were rejected by it."

' 'We haven't rejected him yet, what does that even mean for him? 'That he is still bonded to us, can feel us even though we can no longer feel him. We can move on, once we accept the rejection, find someone else if we choose, but he's trapped in the bond until you utter those words out loud.' I stood up from the couch. parts of my body cracking as I twist around while stretching my body out. Standing with my head held high, well higher than usual, I opened my mouth to speak, my palms became sweaty as my stomach felt like it had knots in it.

I scoop him in my arms as he sob quietly. "No Chris, I don't hate you but I adore you! Is not your fault she died, it was her destiny, I'm pretty sure she is happy were she is." I whispered in his ears as he cried. "Why do I feel so bad? so lonely? so empty? My chest hurts! I feel rejected and insecure!" He held me for dare life as he cried on the crook of my neck. I didn't have the courage to leave him just to himself, I stayed with him till he falla asleep, I tuck him and left after kissing his forehead, like I always do.

Knowing that he has moved on caused her more pain than she would have liked to give him credit for. She thought she would never experience pain like that again in her life, since she has been numb to it for the past two years. The pain that came after realising that had not been good enough for her own mate, and the hollowness and the void his rejection had caused her was on another level. Looking down at those stormy grey eyes just like his fathers, she felt like she had been left out on a huge part of what her life would've been if her mate hadn't rejected her, and at this moment she loathed him for rejecting her and stripping her off of her happiness.