She's A Heartbreaker Novels & Stories

My favorite activity these days is to lie on my guest bed while I allow my mind to nitpick at everything that happened to find out where on earth did I mess up. Where on earth did we go wrong, where on earth did we stop being amazing and I couldn’t see anything. We were okay and perfect and Noah had no excuse to do that and then again, I am just sounding like every other heartbroken girl who gave their all to a guy only to have him break up with her out of the blue. And yeah, Adele is my favorite singer currently too. Her songs resonated with me in a way which it never did before. I have while we were young on repeat.

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

My voice shook as I spat, "You even went after the only thing my mother left me. Yet, you're trying to accuse me of playing with your feelings? Do you even have those, you heartless bastard?" Preston's bravado vanished the second I brought the bracelet up. His eyes flickered away from mine. Although I could tell that he was unwilling to accept his defeat, he did not dare argue after meeting Nathaniel's cold gaze. Unfortunately, Mia had no idea when to stop. "I can't believe that the Whitmore heiress is walking around with a fake emerald bracelet," she sneered. "No wonder the Whitmores threw you out—" Before she could finish, I used every bit of strength I had to slap her across the face. 'Ho

But heartbreak. And that broke her heart.

Deliberate. She gasped my name. “Wesley—” “Say it.” Her hands trembled. Her lips were swollen from kissing, her chest heaving with frustration. I watched her. Held her there. Watched her fall apart on the edge of herself and still resist me. Then, in a shuddering breath, she broke. “I won’t… do it again.” I moved instantly, pace brutal and hungry. She came hard—loud, trembling, nails sinking into my skin, body shaking with release as she collapsed into me.

But all she felt was the echo of his voice, the way he had said her name as though it belonged only to him. And that terrified her. She sat on the edge of her bed, her hand sliding under the mattress until her fingers brushed against the hidden folder. The one with everything she had collected on him before she walked back into his life. The one that reminded her why she was here. Alejandro de la Vega wasn’t just the man who had broken her heart. He was a man of shadows, of power, of sins too dangerous to ignore. And she had sworn, sworn that she would take him down.

he said flatly. "I don't want to see her," I whispered. He sighed impatiently, as if I was exhausting him. "Can you stop making a scene? She didn't do it intentionally. I already told you. She bought those vitamins for me. She wasn't trying to hurt you." I pushed through the stabbing pain in my chest and forced myself to respond. "How could it have been a mistake? The packaging isn't even close to mine." "Do you have to be so dramatic? You're fine now, aren't you?"

I asked. Maybe talking to her about it could help. She opened her mouth widely. “Whose fucking son would dare to break your heart?” I took another bite of the sandwich. “No one. It's just a question.” Her face fell flat. “Well. Getting over heartbreaks can be pretty horrible. It takes a whole lot of time to get over it..except..” She paused. I noticed she was staring right at the next table. I turned to see who it was.

"That's not how you acted when you broke off our engagement. Now that you need me, you've come crawling back?" Vivian slapped herself across the face several times. "I didn't cherish you when I should have. I didn't know what I had until it was gone. It's all my fault. I'll do anything to make it up to you!" I scoffed. "No need, Ms. Saddler. Please leave. I already have a girlfriend. Kindly see yourself out." Seeing that Vivian remained kneeling on the floor and was unresponsive, I called for security to have her removed.

He smiled, then leaned down and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Maybe at first, I just pitied her. But now I've truly fallen in love with her. She's wonderful, and she's worth it." The system reminded him again that even a fate exchange required points to execute, and they were currently short on points. So Freddie made a painful decision. He would start earning points from my Heartbreak Level. After my confession, he began to torment me emotionally. He even convinced the system to play the role of a fictitious first love to deepen the wound.