Synopsis Of Rejection Fiction Novels & Stories

“Oh. Okay. I think I get it now. Is this because it’s not about werewolves and that shitty vamp—” “Goodbye Marcus” the middle-aged spokesperson said, ending the call in no time. He felt like throwing his laptop at something. Like punching someone. Like breaking something. Rejection hits hard the first time round, but this was the Seventh platform that rejected his book. The twelfth time he’d been rejected all in all. At this point, it felt like they were rejecting him to be honest. And he’d felt a lot of that through the years. He buried his face in his palms and gradually ran his hands through his stiff afro. Nobody saw it, nobody saw through the entire act, but it kind of felt like his lif

“Application closed. We are looking for a fast-paced story, an exciting plot with multiple cliffhangers. Revise your work and submit it again. Thanks for your hard work.” Bloody hell! “Are you out of your mind, Jade?” I placed my laptop on the table and slapped her head. Her melodrama scared the hell out of me. “It’s just a rejection email for my novel. Why are you making a big deal out of it?” “I am making a big deal?” Jade dodged my slap and hissed back at me. “This is your third rejection, sister. I have told my friends that you are a leading romance author, thriving in your career.

Zeus asked again, this time, there was a ball of fire on his fingertips. "Reject him." June heard a voice whisper in her subconscious. It was Angus. Somewhere between the chaos, Augusta's wolf woke up and watched the drama through her eyes. She could feel the feral beast's presence much more than ever. How did Augusta ever believe she didn't have a wolf? "Reject him now!" The voice said again, this time, she felt a power surge that forced her mouth open as the words went out from her mouth. "I, Augusta Monroe, reject you, Alpha Darren Moore as my mate."

“You can stay. It concerns you.” My curiosity is instantly piqued. “My father rejected the proposal.” “What proposal?” I ask. “Marriage proposal.” Arthur replies. I arch a brow. Marriage? “You didn’t tell her?” My brother looks away. “I didn’t want her to get her hopes up. It’s because of the pregnancy, isn’t it?” A curt nod is his only response. My stomach twists inwards. No reputable wolf pack would accept me now. Slowly, I turn away and head up the stairs.

I asked. He looked a little surprised and his face twisted into a grimace. "Very very few. It takes a lot of willpower to reject the other half of your soul like that." "Oh." He tilted his head. "What?" "I barely felt any pull to Derek, it all happened so fast I don't think I even processed that he was actually my mate," I admitted. "You didn't have a wolf, you wouldn't have felt much of a bond. You might have been lucky that way, I've never heard of a wolf surviving a mate rejection. It's so rare and supposedly hurts almost as bad as a mate dying."

Little did he know, I was hunched over in excruciating pain from his silent rejection. The second time, the ritual didn’t go on because Anna had a craving for the pastries in the shop corner. Many incidents of a similar nature ensued. August was always absent, tending to Anna’s little requests. The suffering he put me through slowly killed my expectations. I had long given up on a love that was never meant for me. A throbbing pain split my head, and I drifted back into a hazy sleep. Late at night, I was yanked violently out of bed.

I left the room in sadness, feeling the excruciating pain of his sheer rejection shooting through every vein in my heart, hot tears cascading down my cheeks endlessly as it dawned on me that I would be rejected. The horrifying stories about rejected mates that I had read in books were about to be my fate and it was like a dream. "Why me?" I hissed, my legs weak and feeling like jelly as I paused in my track, replaying scenes of what I saw inside that room.

“We don’t know that it was the rejection. There are a lot of possible explanations ---” “But the rejection is the most likely,” her father cut in, the pure rage in his voice becoming harder and harder to mask. “Dr. Roberts … is that true?” He sighed. “It is the current working theory. Rejections happen so infrequently that the long-term consequences have never been studied. But the literature does contain anecdotal references to health problems after rejection, and so it would make sense. Especially because Beth doesn’t have any other significant factors or events in her health history that could help explain this.”

“…please do not reject me, Camilla. I plead with you.” “Accept it,” I gritted out, my hands curling even more by my side if possible. “I do not understand what in the sick fuck is going on, what sort of sick joke fate and the universe is playing on me to pair us up now of all time, but accept the rejection.” My heart was hammering behind my ribcage, a mixture of anger and confusion pairing to make up a raging storm inside. “I do not, and will never accept you as my mate. Certainly, no sick fate can make me be with you after everything.”

but nevertheless, it is no excuse for him to treat me the way he did. "Well, as sad as that is, I am so certain he is my mate. But I do not want him,” I say truthfully, even though something in me is suggesting that isn’t completely true. “I tried to reject him today, but it didn’t work, and I didn’t understand why.” Sarah hums, placing a finger on her chin. “I have read about this somewhere in a book before. It is said that the only reason a rejection is unlikely to work is if your wolf is resisting. She doesn’t want to reject him.”