Rejected Broken Hearted Novels & Stories

If I’d been asked to imagine a million different ways that would have played out, him rejecting me would never have been one of them. I was crushed… devastated… shattered. Every single dream I’d had of being with him had been ripped apart to pieces. I staggered out of the building, blinded by my tears. SubhanAllah. All of a sudden, it was 2004 all over again. How could I have thought Jacobi would want a dirty and broken woman like me? I was no good for anyone, and the same way I had been rejected when I’d tried returning home to india, the same way my would-have-been suitor,had eventually rejected me, was the same way Jacobi had just rejected me. I was good for nothing. Good for nobody.

Tom asked without stopping his pace. "Andreas knows. And I need your support, Tom. You were the first person to help me before I even knew who I was," Andien said reasonably. "I can't believe you don't have a male friend to work with," Tom grumbled. "I don't know any other men. My first man was Kenan, but he broke my heart," Andien replied quietly. "Are you serious?" "I am serious." "Why do you want to break up with Kenan and get involved with me?" Tom asked, demanding Andien's honesty.

"I'm sorry. I know that what I did was wrong. Can't we go back to how we used to be back then?" I looked at her and lightly shook my head. "We can never go back, Queenie Blackrose," I replied. "From the moment you posted the first photo of you and him on your Instagram account and chose to lie to me, we could never, ever go back to the past again." Misty sighed and said, "Nessie, know that trust, once broken, can never be put back together again."

“So are you. It’s why we burnt so brightly and why I nearly lost you forever.” The tension cracked, and a laugh, wet and bitter, escaped her throat. “Do you realise how exhausting it is, being with you?” “I do,” Ethan admitted, voice heavy. “But I also know it’s more exhausting living without you.” Her knees felt weak. For a moment, she let herself just look at him, at the man who had broken her heart and was now offering her the shards, willing to cut himself open if that’s what it took. Finally, she whispered, “Maybe, maybe we don’t have to go back to who we were.”

Now they were ash. When I finally calmed down enough to look at Colton — really look at him — I saw something I wasn’t ready for. Pain. Longing. A desperate ache that made my chest tighten. He wanted to be the one comforting me. He wanted to be the one I ran to. He wanted to be the one I trusted. But I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready for him. I’m too broken for a mate bond. Too damaged for something that pure.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

I've surrendered. * * * * * After the rejection with Mason yet again, I was whole again and was stronger now. I've decided to not have anything to do with Mason, since I can no longer feel if he's cheating on me or not, since he had decided to break the bond with a pill that would make him feel no pain while sexing another lady, I don't care l,

JASMINE BROOKE "Anyone that doesn't want to ally with us, kill them all. It doesn't matter who they are" I ordered some of the rogues who were chosen to attack the remaining packs. Why do you think I ended up this way? Hot-tempered, brutal, independent and Fearless. Yes, I had to adjust to life to survive. The world doesn't like weakness, it's an actual disaster. Weakness is a disease that devours your every flesh, and sips your every last breath until you become lifeless and useless. I could take in any feeling, humiliation and pain, but definitely not rejection. It is the most brutal form of wickedness and punishment. No one deserves to be rejected, nothing, not even an animal. I was rejec

“My dad was happy there. Thriving. And my mum’s spirit is probably in one of those crystals. Why on earth would I want the demons to drag all those wolves back to Hell?” He turned his head and tightened his jaw. “I should have known what you were the moment I discovered you’d spent all that time with Alpha Aibek.” “You weren’t the brightest wolf,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. “I had enough intelligence to win your heart.” The words were a knife to the heart, and I curled in on myself, trying not to gasp. I wasn’t sure why I’d reacted so strongly when I’d had four decades to get used to Griff’s rejection. Listening to him open up to me the night before my features changed and hearing

What a pity, indeed, huh. I bit my lip as I stared at nothingness. What Edmund said lingered in my mind for quite a while until I was able to grasp another sad and hurtful reality. He’s rejecting me. Oh gosh, he’s really rejecting me as his mate…and if that happens…fuck. Horror filled my whole being upon deciphering what would happen to me. I immediately closed the door behind me and I went back to bed. My whole body was trembling as I thought of the consequences of what he just said.