Serenading Heartbreak Novels & Stories

She sat by his bed, not daring to touch him, knowing her very presence could shatter what was left of his spirit. He muttered in his sleep. “Run before I break…” “I didn’t know she was in you…” “They put her in you…” Seren’s chest ached with a grief she had no words for. She wanted to scream, to rage, to shake him until the old self woke up and looked at her. But she whispered only three words, soft as a dying ember: “I miss you.” The hearth flames surged, throwing light and shadow across the room. She left again, before she could do more harm.

“Don't wanna feel another touch! Don't wanna start another fire! Don't wanna know another kiss! I'll never love again. I'll never love agaiiiiiiiin! Ooohhhh. Okay! Next song! Helloooo from the other siiiiide! I wish I can say that I've tried. To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heaaaaart. Gosh. Singing medley songs is really tiring. Especially when you’re doing it in an acapella way. I can definitely compete with Adele now. My voice has gone hoarse and raspy, fitting for a rock music. I pour another drink into my glass and sip. I have lost track of how many bottles of alcohol I have consumed. I am still devastated because of what had happened to my relationship with Devyn. I am about to

Didn’t he remember? Had he really given up on finding her? Serena’s trembling hand tried to close into a fist, nails digging weakly into her palm. Pain—she wanted to feel pain, something real to wake her from this nightmare. But her fingers wouldn’t even curl. Her tears finally broke free, streaming silently down her face. Her heart felt as though someone had reached inside and crushed it slowly, deliberately, savoring every snap of emotion. Her breath came in uneven bursts—shallow, ragged. Beneath the pounding music, she could hear the stutter of her own heartbeat, thudding painfully in her chest.

The bruise was only half an hour old. Ms Sherringham had went into hysterics as we had informed of her miscarriage, we had to give her a sedative drug to help her calm down. She stayed in the hospital for 2 days for more tests till she was discharged. According to psychologists in the hospital, she will be diagnosed with PTSD and will have frequent panic attacks." I checked the first paragraph again and again. 4th June, that's the day when we broke up.

"I just… I don't know what to believe anymore." My heart shattered at his words, at the raw vulnerability in his voice. I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, and wrapped my arms around him. He stiffened for a moment before melting into my embrace, his head resting against my shoulder as the first tear slipped down his cheek. "It's okay," I whispered, stroking his hair. "You don't have to go through this alone. I'm here, Asher. I'll always be here." Jared's voice cut through the moment, firm and unwavering. "Leave, Xaden."

I could feel tears dripping on my shirt. I felt broken,I wanted to help him let go of whatever might be eating him up.i felt like sharing his pain.. I know it sounds stupid because,I merely know this man,but i can't stop myself from drawing closer to him,I felt he is like a lost child that needed the warmth of someone.... ...... We were like that, cuddling and crying with each other for some minutes,when studdenly I heard a knock at the door..I quickly jolt up from him and stood up straight back like a professional employee.....

David— No. Not David. Salvatore. My throat seized. I felt every bruise at once, like my nerves had been waiting for this exact second to remind me how broken I was. “Pressure’s climbing—” the paramedic snapped at someone. “We need her calm—” But the lights blurred again. The edges of Cooper’s face began to dissolve. His voice got further and further away. “You’re safe,” I think he said. Or maybe I imagined it. “He’s right behind us.”

The torment he endured was merciless. Yet when I heard all of this, I felt strangely calm as I looked at Bertrand, whose face had now grown ashen, haunted by regret he could never undo.

The pain of loss hit her all at once, overwhelming her. Madeline noticed something was wrong and rushed over in alarm. "What's wrong?" Halsey pressed her hand to her chest, struggling to speak. "I don't know what's happening to me… It hurts here, right in my heart." "Your heart hurts? I'll go get a doctor!" Madeline moved to leave the room. Halsey grabbed Madeline's arm, stopping her. "No, don't go! Don't get a doctor." Madeline looked at her in shock. "Why..."