White Broken Heart Novels & Stories

"Lucas, I'm talking to you! Stop pretending! Adie nearly broke his ankle and toughed it out, and you're making a scene over just a couple of stitches with anesthetic. Why are you acting like the victim now?" The doctor, unable to hold back any longer, turned to them after bandaging my wound. "Are you unaware he's allergic to anesthesia? He just endured stitches without any of it. "That kind of pain is tough to go through. You're getting married, but you didn't even know that?"

" Stop this Dylan please stop this." "You can't mend a broken glass. I am broken beyond repair." You destroyed me the day I learned to love you. To feel something for you. Then how can you expect me to give you that piece of mine once again when you already broke it with your own hands. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

Rose who was completely heart broken, devastated with shattered dreams went in search of her fiancé but only to find him in bed with her one and only best friend. Who she had went through high school and college with and helped her get a job as a model at her company. She had never felt so betrayed and deceived in her life. And as if that wasn't enough, both her fiancé and her so called best friend were already one step ahead of her. Without her awareness, they both worked together and took everything she had worked her whole life for, all she has built, her company, shares and everything she valued. They back stabbed her and took it all away from her.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

She wasn't expecting an answer but the person reply @Reliance "Yes!" "Whoa." Whitney "Can I talk on your topic, can you mend my heart?" @reliance "Sure! It's open to everyone, your opinion is needed." Whitney "Is your heart broken?" @Reliance "Every day, one's heart gets broken, either by friends or the one you love, sometimes, the ones who hurt you mostly are your friends." Whitney. "Did your friend hurt you?" @Reliance "Not really, he was doing something bad although he was trying to protect me, I told him to stop but he didn't listen." Whitney

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."

Eugene said, resting his head against mine as we watched our happy family. Even though we didn't have a fairytale beginning and had a lot of ups and downs in our progressing relationship, we met each other halfway. We were too scared to light the spark between us, afraid it might break us both in the end. And even though we were both broken, Eugene more than me, we took each other's broken pieces and built each other up again. We were two broken hearts who met each other at the most unexpected time, and we each gave our half to the other to mend the broken parts. We were there for each other, sometimes just lagging a bit behind, but we were there. And if this wasn't what one would call love,

My legs started wobbling like jelly underneath me, and I almost fell back on the bed. “I’m fine,” I lied, attempting to suppress the panic that was already creeping in my chest. Nathan didn't budge; he watched me like a hawk. I took in a shallow breath, trying to ignore the way my pulse quickened. "I’m fine, Nathan. Really. I don’t need you babysitting me." My voice was weak, but I hoped he didn’t hear it. I wasn’t fine. I hadn’t been fine since the day I’d been born into a world where betrayal was ordinary, not strange,

His apology now was nothing more than a shallow feeling of guilt, and I did not need that. What I wanted was to be with someone who loved me unconditionally. Someone whose entire world revolved around me. I pulled my hand away from his. "Not a chance! Let’s just get a divorce. Even without Megan, we would’ve ended up here eventually," I said coldly. “Is there really no chance for us? Please Cat...” He looked at me with wounded eyes. "Can’t we start over? Just give me one more chance." "That’s impossible, Matthew. Don’t try to act all loving and caring—it doesn’t work on me anymore."