Novel & Cerita Romance Books About Heartbreak

"You're lying! You promised you'd take care of me. You said you'd always be there for me!" He stared at her, the disgust in his heart overwhelming. "That was out of pity, Diana. I felt sorry for you. I've never had romantic feelings for you. Not even once." Her face crumpled with fury. Suddenly, she lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his neck like a noose. "I don't care," she shrieked, clinging to him desperately. "As long as you stay with me, I don't need anything else!" Oscar forcefully shoved her off him. "Diana, stop this madness. I've said it a thousand times—I love Maya. I will never, ever be with you."

I had almost forgotten that too, if not for Tina’s harsh reminder of trying to kill her. Lily walked in, while I hovered behind like the gloomy shadow I am. I was getting so uncomfortable for some reason. I am sure Dom must have told her I had a huge mental breakdown which shattered me when she got poisoned. Fuck. “It looks like you’re enjoying this book a lot, Cora.” Lily smiled. Cora’s eyes were glued on the pages. “This is so touching, I’m almost in tears, honey. I can’t put the book down. Difficult, broken romance is so sad yet beautiful at the same time.”

“Why did you even come here? I told you I’m already searching for someone to work part-time here. You need rest, Isabella. You have to look after yourself. This isn’t only about you now. You’re pregnant. Remember that. I pressed my lips together and gently touched my belle. My cousin was right. I needed to take care of myself and my baby. From now on, I should focus only on my child and nothing else. I was done with Ryan. I gave him everything, yet he still broke me. Truly too much love kills and It had already killed me once, I didn’t want to keep dying over and over in the hands of the same person. When Dominic and I got home, I went straight to my room and opened the envelope Ryan had lef

The wind hovered against the towering mansion, rattling the windows as dark clouds gathered above Hollywood, the grand estate of the Earnshaw family . It was a dreary November afternoon and it was also winter time which made the sprawling house seem even more colder and suffocating. Inside the common room was a thirteen years old girl named Anna. She sat curled in a corner, her hand pressed against the armrest of an old leather couch. The book in her hand, a romance novel, was the only escape she had from the cold, suffocating reality of her existence . The warm cold glow of the atmosphere did little to ease the chill that had settled in her bones over the years. She had learne

“You’ve been emotionally hijacked by a lemon tart, and Karissah’s on her third situationship of the year.” I smile. “Okay. I’ll come. But you better buy me a drink.” “Done.” We sit in silence for a second. That warm kind of quiet only real friends can hold. “Thanks for letting me rant,” I say. “I didn’t realize how much I needed to.” “I’m always here,” she says. “Even if you just want to scream about pastry choices and unresolved romantic trauma.” “Why does it still feel like it’s not over?” I whisper. “Why does it feel like the door never actually closed?”

And it had all led me here, to this moment, with my heart in a million pieces at my feet, finally understanding that the boy I’d been crushing on had never, not for a single second, been mine to lose. _________________________________________ The numbness was a heavy blanket, smothering everything. I lay on my bed in the dark, staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene in the garden on a loop. The way he’d looked at her. The easy intimacy. I didn’t cry. The hurt was too deep for tears; it was just a vast, hollow ache. So this is a heartbreak, I thought, the words echoing in the empty quiet of my room. Will there ever be someone who looks at me like I’m their whole world? Or am I just destin

Near the counter, a woman leaned into her partner, their shoulders touching in comfortable silence. Love was everywhere. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just… present. Emma looked down at her cup, her reflection faintly visible in the surface. Is this what love is supposed to look like? Her chest tightened slightly as memories surfaced—painful, sharp, unwelcome. The betrayal. The lies. The quiet heartbreak she had tried so hard to bury. She had once believed love was something steady, something safe. But what she had experienced had been anything but. Maybe I was just unlucky, she thought.

and then just like that, she left. She left him alone with his thoughts. With his mind turning inside out. He didn’t know what to do. He felt like screaming, like breaking down in tears, like jumping off a cliff, like just ranting but…but nothing would suffice. Now he finally understood Ryan’s situation. This…this didn’t feel like heartache. Didn’t feel like heartbreak either. No… this pain was different. Maybe it was his fault, you know. Maybe he got way too attached, way too quickly. I mean, he probably should’ve seen this coming. What’d he expect? a fairytale ending with his brother’s ex? Pretty pathetic now that he sieved it through in his mind.

I saw many billionaire ex wife books and I decided to make one. In my story, I think I would like to make it like some sort of sad story because usually I love those type of stories. Also english isn't my first language but I will try my best to make this story finish. I'm pretty sure there will be lots of cliffhanger. I'm so sorry but I'm just busy with school and lessons. And sorry if it's short

I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart and when I feel my mind clearing from all the storms, I face Damon, my love in three lives. "I'll have a lifetime to tell you stories about all the little things that broke me and we will laugh at some, cry at some and at others, you will get so mad you'll jump to rip some people apart. But everything after the war is over, because we really need to win this time for this to happen. So until then, I just want you to know that whatever anyone else ever broke inside me, you've been healing ever since I met you." "I feel like you're about to break my heart, Rose." He chuckles. A low sound that makes my toes curl in my shoes. "And I damn you f