The All American Rejects My Paper Heart Novels & Stories

And I hate ME. “No. You don’t owe me a thing, so you cannot stop me by any means, if you want to kill her, then kill her and see me not giving a fly fuck.” Acid gnawed at my gut. “And now, I, Natalia Brooks McAllister, Reject you as my mate.” a muscle pulsed in my jaw, and my heart burst into million pieces with the loud echoes of her words of rejection. I could taste the blood at the back of my throat, my hand started to turn numb and it was on a drastic level. My eyes started to glisten with anger and with pain. The pain of rejection was unbearable and the anger was surging through my veins because I could not do anything about this rejection except to accept it, it was all so UNBEARABLE.

Chase. “Check it out,” the guy seated next to her said. He leaned way into her personal space and tapped his paper with the back of his fingertips. “The Ice Queen gave me an A minus. What did you get, Wonder Brain? The Pulitzer prize for best final paper evah?” Jessica hurriedly stuffed her failing (failing?) paper into her leather folio. “They don’t give Pulitzers for that.” “Duh. That was a joke. So, are you tired of rejecting me yet?”

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> NOVA _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She grabbed the explanation before it could get away from her. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "I've always been like this." Too fast. She knew it was too fast, but she kept going anyway because stopping mid-sentence was worse. When I push hard or get nervous, my skin heats up. Cheeks, neck, all of it. It's just how I'm built. Nothing to do with you."

Pov: Marshall Ackerman There was so much I hated and every day I had to go through the routine of rejecting women who wanted me to be in a Jacktic relationship with them. I wondered when they were going to take the hint that I didn’t give a rat’s ass about such things and I would rather be alone than spend my time forming a futile connection with some woman just because it’s somehow better than being a lone wolf.

She uttered with a hint of bitterness, "Don't fill your mind with such impure thoughts about me! When I made the decision to reject you, the last thing I desired was a mate. I would have preferred a lifetime of solitude over the possibility of falling in love only to face rejection. The reason I treated Finley kindly was solely because he genuinely respected and cared for me as a friend. Unlike others who may feign respect due to my status as the Alpha's Luna, he never pretended. They don't truly respect me; even you, my Alpha, have you ever genuinely respected me? In our relationship, I've felt like a mere ornament to you, no different from the furniture in your house. I truly can't compreh

As he said it their mind link broke and he could no longer hear her thoughts. “What have you done? You are such an asshole!” One of the younger brothers stepped closer to embrace Jessica, “quickly, accept his rejection and the pain will be less.” Jessica felt as if her heart was being ripped out of her chest. She has never felt such heartache. “I Jessica Steel accept your rejection, Wynn Mateo,” she finally got out with tears running down her face.

Even if I'm broken. But instead of a happy ending. He rejected me. "I, Allen Green, reject you, Reyna, as my mate." He announced, as my eyesight blurred up with tears. Everyone was looking at us. I just stood there in front of him. "I, Reyna Andrews, accept your rejection," I whisper, looking down the floor, trying not to sob out loud. I decided to kill myself that day. I ran, never looking back. Running outside and into the forest.

I smirk as his face darkens. "What exactly do you mean?" "I don't hate you for rejecting me because I'm head over heels for you; I hate you because you beat me to it," I scoff, tilting my head to the side. "It should be me rejecting you, Elliot. It shouldn’t be the other way around. And I hate you for that," I state, flipping my hair before turning my back to him and heading to the bathroom. "You’re lying," Elliot mutters from behind me. "You’re not a good liar, Alicia."

Then, as if by magic, the unforeseen happened - Jonathan rejected Gisselle. (Flask back) "I, Jonathan Desanti, Beta of the Crystal Blood Pack, reject you, Gisselle Bonafonte, as my mate," Jonathan muttered. His words were wrought with emotion as he spoke, his eyes filled with a deep sadness that only a rejected heart could display. Although Jonathan felt pain when he made the decision, deep down, I knew he knew it was the right choice. As soon as he uttered the words, he collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest. My heart broke for him as I ran to his side and hugged him. The pain he felt was palpable to me, and I wanted to take it away.