Rejected Candy Novels & Stories

“Stop it, Jordan.” “Come on. You’re unmated. I’m unmated. We’re both lonely. If we’re still without a mate when we’re like forty, we should agree to mating.” “And then have to deal with that kind of rejection as well when your true mate suddenly makes an appearance? No, thanks.” “As well?” Jordan asked. “What other rejection have you had to deal with?” “Huh?” “You just said you’d have to deal with that kind of rejection as well. I’m just curious who else has rejected you? Or what have you been rejected for?”

He didn’t say anything. “I’m sure they have a thirty-day return policy if there’s a problem with the tape,” I said, putting off the inevitable. I could smell it like a storm coming. This punk was checking out my girl. I felt like some asshole in West Side Story about to break into song about staying off my turf. “It’s not that. The merchandise was fine, but it’s what’s behind the counter I want a closer look at,” he said. “The candy rack. That’s what they keep behind the counter. And assorted sizes of washers, all in one cardboard box you can dig through if you want an odd-size one,” I said stubbornly literal, trying not to demand what the hell was wrong with him.

“Rowan, can I tell you something?” I turned to face her fully. “You never need permission.” Her pulse fluttered fast and uneven. “About the pup. About the father.” Ash surged forward, alert. ‘This matters.’ “Yes,” I said carefully. “Tell me.” She drew a steadying breath. “His name is Cade. He was my mate in my old pack. Or supposed to be.” Something inside me snapped into sharp, burning clarity. “He rejected me,” she continued, her voice tight. “Publicly. And when he found out I was pregnant, he told me he didn’t want the pup. Like it was a relief.”

“Goddess, how old are these?!” I looked at one of the cards. “This one says twenty sixteen.” “Well, they are definitely going in the trash.” “Now hold on,” I grabbed the box of chocolates, “I’m kinda curious if they are still good or not.” “Don’t do it, Teddy. You’ll regret it.” But I watched Melody’s face as I plopped one into my mouth. She winced and watched my face with curiosity and a slight hint of sympathy. I wondered why she gave me that look; but then the taste hit me. It was like an old balloon and chalk had danced across my tongue; the sickeningly sweet and rotten sour taste of the inside cordial spilling into my mouth when I bit down.

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

Even her tone softened when she answered, "How could I ever yell at you? I already said it was a gift for you. Since Raymond is already here with it, I'll put it on you now." Beverly approached me before coldly snatching the box from my hands. That was when I realized that there wasn't anything particularly important inside the box that was business-related—it was the only bracelet her mother left behind after passing away. Back when the company was at its lowest, Beverly had pawned it. I once saw her staring at a photo of it on her phone in a daze. I then decided to sell my blood to raise money and get the bracelet back for her. Later, she told me that this bracelet could only be passed on

But I also didn’t want to be killed right now. My lips parted as I feigned movement, bringing the meat closer to my mouth but at the last second, I froze. My entire body revolted. His gaze darkened. "Eat it." A lump formed in my throat. I swallowed hard, my fingers trembling around the chunk of flesh. "I can't eat it , I'm a vegetarian", I failed to it and spoke. "This little human thinks , I like being disrespected. First take her in the dungeon, and starve her for three days",

Edmund said, his voice trailing off. “You were saying that the casino needs to remove the bargain?” I said with an encouraging nod. “That’s customary in events like this, yes?” I glanced around the space. Somehow, the dogs crowded even closer. That, or they’d expanded since we had first sat. “So, which department do we need to visit for that?” His brows pinched together. “For what?” Griff snarled. “To remove the bargain from my soul.” “Only the agent who put it there is authorized to erase it.” Edmund took a step backward and bumped into the silver ball.

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ISABELLA'S POV...... “I, Alpha Nathan Grayson of the blood moon pack, reject you, Isabella Walter, as my mate” Tears stained my face as I watched my mate make that heartbreaking declaration. Alpha Nathan was rejecting me as his mate. For a moment I had thought that my life was about to take a new, better turn. I had thanked the moon goddess for making me the Alpha's mate.