Romance Heartbreak Books Novels & Stories

I wipe the tear away, but another falls. Fucking hell… What is your problem, Nina? Get it together. Fuck. I told myself I could stop it, then he said my name like I was already his mistake, and my world dissolved at his feet. This man, who stole my autonomy with a kiss and a bloody laptop. I really wanted him to choose me. I knew he would not, I just didn't want to be right. Yet every time I handed my heart to him, he gave it back a little chipped off, a little bit broken, a little loved back to life.

She felt a spark of desire ignite within her, a flame that threatened to consume her. Collins' kiss was like a wildfire, spreading through her veins, leaving her breathless and wanting more. As they broke apart for air, Isabelle's eyes met Collins', his gaze burning with a passion that left her trembling. She felt like she was drowning in his eyes like she was losing herself in their depths.

Roland barked. I burst into uncontrollable tears as my knees fell to the ground immediately. I wouldn't let him go like that. I loved him with all my heart and begging for his love in front of everyone is the least I can do to prove it. What would happen to me then? My life was already screwed from being born as an Omega, what would I do without him. "Psst.....Shameless woman" I heard someone say. I shot a dirty glance to the direction the sound came from and ignored it. Ladies were already gossiping and whispering in low tunes.

If she doesn't want me, there is nothing I can do about it, I have been broken so many times and I just want a little solace for my heart. Having heartbreak two consecutive times was not something anyone would want to go through again and I wouldn't even want to wish any of my enemies that, but here the gamma's heart had experienced that two times and was probably on the road to the third one. I knew I was going to have heartbreak when I started dating one of the she-wolves from the neighboring Pack, alpha Marcus Pack, she wasn't my mate but I loved her, she was my sister's best friend and the female I was smitten with from the day I lay eyes on her only for us to be planning our claiming an

And no matter how much I tell myself to push him, my hands wouldn’t oblige. This feeling again. It was the same feeling I had that night. There’s something about him that’s just making my body go with what he wanted to do. It feels as if I am under his witchcraft, like a spell. “I-I’m still sore,” I whispered while catching my breath. What the fuck was that?! Why the heck did you say that?! My brain scolded me. Is that really possible, your brain is still rational yet your heart and body is more powerful and makes you say and do irrational things?

When the petals fell, my Heartbreak Level soared to almost 90. I moved out early the next morning. Freddie stood by the window, watching my slender figure fade into the distance. His heart twisted in agony. The last 10% of the Heartbreak Level naturally came from the words he had spoken the day before his wedding. The moment I closed my eyes, my Heartbreak Level finally hit 100%. The system said he should go and say goodbye. But knowing the memories would remain, Freddie chose not to. Instead, he said silently in his heart, "Goodbye, Rosalie."

I don’t even know if she’s safe. Why does it feel like my heart’s about to explode? Just when I thought I’d finally found her again—after years of searching—I lose her all over again. Why does loving you feel like losing you? A guttural sound tears from my throat, too broken to be called a cry. I sink to the floor, fists clenched, heart splintering into pieces I no longer know how to hold. All I ever wanted was a life where I get to be with you, Lila. Just to be happy with you. No chaos. No pain.

Make it meaningful. I also can’t judge others for giving their partners a second chance because, like me, Ryker was worth fighting for until the end. We don’t control time, but it’s still up to us how we value life. When I thought he was the man who broke my heart, it turns out he was the man who fixed and healed my broken heart. He’s fragile, and I want to take care of him for the rest of my life, like he does. Now, we will strengthen the foundation of our love. My love never gets tired of marrying me every year in church, like his friends, he also has a tattoo on his chest, and my name is engraved there.

I cried, my heart breaking into a million pieces. I couldn't hold back any longer. Caspian's cold words had pierced through me like a thousand daggers, each one twisting deeper than the last. My heart ached, not just from his harshness, but from the realization that the man I loved seemed determined to push me away. But tonight, I refused to be the broken woman he expected me to be. Wiping my tear-streaked face, I stood tall, my resolve hardening. I wasn't going to let him dictate the terms of our relationship any longer. With determined steps, I marched toward his dressing room, my mind set on confronting him.