Rejected Broken And Forgotten Novels & Stories

The echoes of their past reverberated in the present—a reminder of the love that had weathered storms and emerged stronger. "I can't believe I forgot about this," Jette admitted, a mix of emotions playing on her face. Drew gently took her hand, and together, they revisited the passages that spoke of their dreams, the hurdles they had overcome, and the promises they had made to each other. The journal became a time capsule, bridging the gap between their past and present, and igniting a flame of nostalgia that warmed their hearts.

How could I forget those happy days? We’d been so happy once...couldn’t we be again? That was the question that haunted me at night. What if we could find our way back to that happy place? But then the sting of the rejection would wash over me—the crippling pain and the cold, hard look in his eyes as he exiled me. If he could do that to me once, was he not capable of doing it again? Could I ever really trust him? It was such a mess. It had been so much easier when he wasn’t here with me all day. It was so much easier to forget him when he wasn’t sitting across the table from me, telling me he wanted to restore our mate-bond.

I closed my eyes, and the memories rushed in—unstoppable, merciless. The night of the rejection, when his voice echoed through the place, cold and final, shattering the bond between us like glass beneath a boot. The way my wolf had howled in agony, the way my legs had trembled beneath the weight of his dismissal, the way the world seemed to tilt on its axis as I realized I had been cast aside before the eyes of everyone I once called family.

"Now, you're searching the entire world for Arabella. What's this all about? Do you suddenly like Arabella now? Then, what about all that humiliation before?" Jaden's eyes were vacant, like he had lost his soul. He shook his head. "I don't know what I feel for her now, but I know I have to find her and bring her back." Seeing his broken state, his friend did not know what else to say. "Maybe you should check your home. There might be some clues." A spark lit up in Jaden's eyes, and without another word, he flew back home. Jaden practically turned the house upside down, refusing to leave any corner unchecked. He searched from dawn until evening before finally finding a hospital miscarriage sl

Alive. Rejected bonds fade. Mistakes are supposed to erase. But this... this is digging in.

We sat in silence, finishing our drinks as I closed the laptop. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes. Stacy was right about one thing. After looking at these, even if I never got my memories back, this fundamentally changed me. The path going forward for my life was now altered. I could never go back. Not after seeing these. Knowing what I had and what I lost, I never wanted to love again. Everything would pale. Even Adrian was struggling with the concept of it.

Elara Hart is the Infernal Pack’s omega, the girl everyone pushes around and the laughingstock of a pack that has never shown her an ounce of respect. For years, she has been hopelessly in love with Kevin Blackwood, the District Alpha’s son and the boy she’s given her all since childhood.On the night of Kevin’s initiation as the new District Alpha, Elara expects her life to finally change. Instead, it shatters.Standing before the entire pack, Kevin announces Mira Clark as his mate. As cameras flash and laughter erupts around her, Elara watches the last pieces of her dignity crumble. Humiliated, rejected, and betrayed, she finally realizes a painful truth:She has spent her entire life begging

“I died, Loretta. I watched my life, my love, my very existence, stolen from me. I will not make that mistake again. This time, I will be the one pulling the strings. And Ivy… she will learn that the true cost of betrayal is not just death, but utter, absolute ruin.” She ended the call, the phone feeling light in her hand now. The fear that had gripped her at the hospital had transformed into something else entirely: a cold, focused power. She had stared death in the face, twice, and emerged stronger. She understood the shifting currents of fate now. And she would use that understanding to carve out her own destiny, and to deliver a retribution so precise, so devastating, that it would echo

" I do not know how. Do not know what to do. Do not know how to fix what I just broke. All I know is that I just lost her. And this time it might be permanent.

“The Moon Goddess does not bless a broken Luna.” The words fell without mercy. No hesitation. No pause. I stood there, the ring still in my hand. No one moved. No one spoke. Everything I had believed in ended in that moment. Not loudly. Not violently. Just… gone. And I understood something clearly. I had just been rejected. And in that moment I understood something ............. I was no longer his .