Rejected But Unbroken Novels & Stories

"That sounds like a gift, given everything that memory has already cost her." "It isn't simple," Kieran said. His voice careful. "Whatever pain that rejection caused, it also shaped everything that came after it. The nightmares. The nights alone. The strength Rory built out of surviving it. If the covenant takes that memory, it might take some of what grew out of it too, whether it means to or not." "I don't know," Akira admitted. "Mireille's notes describe the mechanism, but not its full consequences. No one currently living has invoked this clause. We're working from theory, not experience, and theory has a way of falling short exactly when it matters most."

not rejecting but can not accept? “What do you mean at this moment? Why would you not accept her?” Keren ask. “Sachiko and I made a pledge to each other and I do not want to see her so down and broken again. Even though she can not remember her past we know that she already meet her mate and got rejected since she suffered from the pressure of breaking that sacred bond. She almost died because of that bond breaking, that mate of hers marks another girl as his mate so this pressure causes her so much pain to death luckily she survived” I almost see myself falling on the floor thankfully I was able to hold the small cabinet place on the bedside.

except the touch though, but even that would come if we chose to mate each other. That’s all I want, to mate her and make her mine. She’s too perfect to let go but I don’t want to scare her off, she just got here and is still shattered on the inside. But there’s also the fact that she wasn’t officially rejected, our bond would be amazing and strong but there will always be a bond there with her past.

It seemed like another life. I contorted my face in disgust. Which made him change his mind and lower his hand. He was still smart. “Okay, I see how well you take care of yourself," he replied harshly. That hurt. But I wasn't going to let him break up with me, not again.

Each day I wear long sleeves shirts and pants to school to cover the bruises on my body to avoid any Suspicious towards me. I isolate myself from crowds, so yes I don't have friends at all, the cause is afraid of what that man whom I call father will do, or even worse make them think of a whore who sleeps with anybody. I don't have a boyfriend at all, cause of my dad. Many boys have found me attractive and even asked me out on dates, I refused their offer cause of my dad. My grades at school are outstanding, being great at sports, but never played due to the bruise on my body.

“To reject Cassie. Not by choice. Not really. The elder, our old council, didn't trust her. Said she’d bring ruin. So he had the soothsayer bind me. Make me walk away. I believe it was my decision.” I stared at him, stunned. “You’re saying the breakup—it wasn’t real?” Jamie nodded once. “She begged me to fight for her. And I didn’t. Because the curse made me believe I couldn’t.” The words sat heavy between us. “What the heck!!! My wolf screamed. Was he really telling me all this? Like what was I supposed to do with the information? Merry at it or what? Despite all the questions in my head, I kept shut and pretended to listen

He says. I swallow hard and nod, "what else?" "The Alpha from your former pack, he didn't verbally reject you. None of us can mark you without his consent. It's either he's present, accepts us, and marks you alongside us, or..." "Or what?" I snap, scared of his possible reply. "Or he verbally rejects you as tradition demands." "Oh," I gasp. "So if he doesn't reject me, I can not be with you?" "You can not be with us, Sunshine. And he can not be with you either because my brothers and I will not reject you, neither are we going to accept another man's mark on you."

The expression that crosses his face is unreadable — part amusement, part bitterness. “You still think he’ll listen?” he asks. “You think he’ll believe a letter when he wouldn’t believe your own voice?” “I don’t care what you think,” I snap, though my voice shakes. “Just give it back.” Instead, he holds it up, the paper trembling slightly between his fingers. “He doesn’t deserve this kind of devotion,” Zane says quietly. “He’s already made up his mind about you. You’re wasting your tears on someone who threw you away without a second thought.”

I didn't want to see it, didn't want to feel it, but the broken bond betrayed me, forcing me to experience echoes of intimacy that felt like daggers in my heart. ‘He rejected me,’ I thought desperately, digging my claws into the soil as another wave of pain crashed through us. ‘Why can we still feel it? Why does it hurt like this?’ Athena's presence curled protectively around mine, a mental embrace that did little to soothe the physical torment. ‘The rejection breaks the claim, but not the connection,’ she explained, her words tight with restraint. ‘The bond itself will exist until either we take a mate or he does. These are... echoes. Fainter than a true bond, but still there.’

"You came back... I'm in so much pain… I'm your fated mate. For the sake of the Moon Goddess, please forgive me this once..." "Fated mate?" Axel walked up to her, his eyes as empty as dried wells. "I don't want it anymore." He raised his hand, gathered his power, and plunged it into his own chest. With brutal force, he ripped out the glowing golden bond thread. Vanessa's agonized screams tore through the hall as she writhed on the ground. Axel was in pain too, but he did not so much as flinch. "Break." The golden thread snapped in his hand and scattered into particles of light.