Tears Of Broken Hearts Novels & Stories

Hayley made her way directly to the couch and collapsed into it upon getting there, her mind racing with a whirlwind of tumultuous thoughts. Her heart clenched painfully and hot tears welled up in her eyes at the painful realization that she had just broken up with Leonardo. She palmed her face as tears cascaded down her cheeks, feeling like her heart was being violently ripped out from her chest. It hurt. The pain was excruciating, acknowledging he had betrayed her again. Hayley's heart was utterly shattered as she sobbed profusely, pouring out her heart.

It was the most beautiful, heart-breaking thing I had ever seen. And just like that, I broke. The dam of terror and grief I had been holding back for what felt like an eternity didn’t just crack; it fucking shattered. A sob ripped through me, a sound of pure, undiluted relief. My forehead fell against his chest, and the tears I had refused to shed finally came. They flowed freely, hot and fast, soaking the rough fabric of his tunic. I cried for the fear, for the blood, for the horrifying image of his broken body that I knew would be burned into my memory forever.

My hair clings to my face like icicles. I would scream. But I have no voice. My throat is desiccated; my vocal cords feel seared. I only gape at the nothing like a fish cast onto shore. And I cry. I don’t know when the tears began, but they’re already there. They run down my face, bite into burned wounds, sear my skin. Even the tears hurt. My heart… My heart is breaking. Not only from the pain. From the image still flickering behind my eyes like a botched, rewound memory.

Tippa found herself gripping him tighter as tears began to form in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks as she started to whimper. "Please don't cry." Ross looks at her, places his hand on her face, and gently wipes away the tears. "These are happy tears." She smiles at him. "You're beautiful," he says kissing her tenderly on each wet cheek. And before he knew it, his lips enveloped her plush, succulent mouth. Ross's entire body set aflame as he sucked in her bottom lip, with her sucking in his too. Their tongues dance sensually inside each other's mouths.

“You won’t. I promise you, we’re going to get through this. And when it’s over, we’ll have a future—a real future, not one built on revenge.” Sophia buried her face in his chest, letting the tears fall. It was the first time in years that she had allowed herself to cry, to release the pain and fear she had been holding inside. And in Ethan’s arms, she felt a sense of safety, a feeling that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay. They stayed like that for a long time, wrapped in each other’s embrace, until the tears dried and the fear began to recede. Sophia pulled back slightly, looking up at him with red-rimmed eyes.

When I was a child, my parents were always busy, and so I was raised by my grandmother. She passed away two years ago, leaving me with the bracelet as a parting gift. Wearing it felt like having her by my side. Now it lay in pieces, and my last connection to her was gone. I glared at Nelly and her friends, my eyes burning with rage. I gritted my teeth and glared at them. “You’ll regret that. Even if you get on your knees and beg for your lives, nothing can fix this. Not one of you will escape!”

“F-ck you, Ferdinand! You ruined everything!” Scarlett sat on the floor with her face covered because she couldn’t take it all in. “Where did I go wrong? Why have all the plans been ruined?” she asked. She rubbed her face out of frustration. “I want to end all of this, but... why…? I don’t know what to do!” she burst into tears in front of her cousins over her failed plans. “First, they caught Erin. Second, our grandfather! Damn it! I will kill him! I-I will…” she couldn't speak anymore, so she just cried to let out her anger.

I exhaled through my noes, trying to collect my thoughts and feelings that felt like they were all over the place. I licked my lips, "Loving someone hurts. We're all shaped by some incredible sadness, by a part of our past that still and may always hurt. Not being with you is what hurts, Tiffany. You're like broken glass, I'll still touch you knowing I may get hurt but I'm not worried about that." Tiffany sighed deeply, her head resting on me still, "Being away from you has taught me that I much rather risk getting hurt than risk losing you by staying away."

Apparently, his boss borrowed her so he will be deducting the money every month from her salary "Mr Merra said And that's her boss, He added "Thank you so much son, we really appreciate that" "You are welcome ma, don't mention" Come here, Jack move closer to her and she rub her palm on his head, Jack eyes change to res and tears was about dropping from them Briana notice that, then Jack immediately excused himself and went out Briana followed him immediately, "Are you okay sir, " "Yes of course, "And what happen, why did your mood change when my mum touch your head"

The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass. Her heartache grew, her sobs of broken dreams. She rocked back and forth, cradling the gift as if it were a relic of a love she could never have. Each heaving breath mingled with her tears, a desperate attempt to purge the suffocating emotions that threatened to consume her.