Why Are You So Obsessed With Rejecting Affection Novels & Stories

he says, his voice quiet and strained. Mary Lou walks over to him, her heart aching at the sight of his distress. "I heard you canceled the party. What’s going on?" Aaron sighs, running a hand through his hair. “I’m not interested anymore. It doesn’t seem worth it." Mary Lou places a gentle hand on his arm and she feels him tense up and relax almost immediately. "Not interested? Everyone’s been looking forward to it, including me. Why the sudden change of heart?" Aaron looks at her, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "I don’t know. Everything just feels off.”

My seductive aura surged stronger, wrapping around him like silk chains. But I pushed his hand away, stepping back with shaky legs. “No. I reject this. I reject you. The gifts, the touches, the obsession , it all ends here. I’m not yours to claim, Damien. No matter how badly your wolf wants me.” He watched me with dark, obsessive eyes as I straightened my dress and walked toward the door. My thighs were slick. My pussy throbbed with denied need. My seductive aura trailed behind me like a promise and a warning.

“I don’t love him, Mom! There’s no point in pretending. I told him the truth. There’s no need for him to keep forcing himself into my life. I just can’t do this anymore.” Her face tightened with disappointment. “Really, Ella? What is wrong with you? Luca is a good man, not like Felix. You’ve said it yourself: he’s been by your side for five years. Five years! He’s taken care of you and your daughter like you were his own. And this is how you repay him?” “Please, Mother… don’t,” I said, my voice cracking with frustration. “I don’t love him. I don’t want to love anyone. I’m terrified of falling in love again. Don’t you remember how broken I was? I was about to die!”

Being rejected doesn't mean an end to our existence. 'Get a hold of yourself and accept his rejection. Let's search for a more suitable replacement. He's not worth shedding our tears,' Diamond added, though the pain in her eyes was evident. It was her ego speaking, safeguarding the last shred of pride we had left. I heaved a sigh and gathered all my strength. Looking weak and devastated over a certain rejection felt so wrong. Despite my wavering strength and weak spirit, I meet his gaze.

he coldly said as he started puffing on his cigarette. My anxiety reached a level of uncontrollability. My dumbass refused to accept the rejection, my pride and ego screamed to try harder. I had this self-respect that did not allow me to stop at that. Clenching my jaws, I grabbed Japhet by the collar and forced a kiss on his lips. He immediately pushed me away and growled, “What the fuck do you want?” “Just say you love me. I know you are interested in me and…” “No. I never thought of loving you. I only wanted to fuck you as a sex slave and dispose you after I get bored,” he chuckled and said, “I’m not some easy dude to be mesmerized by your cunning beauty. So get over yourself thinking you

“She will.” I watched her pace now. She touched the edge of the window frame, as if testing it for weakness. Her fingers were delicate, but not soft. They were the hands of someone who fought, someone who lived through pain. I liked that about her. I liked that she didn’t cower and I liked that she still hated me. Desire was never about affection, it was about possession. Love fades, I’ve seen it fade in centuries past, burn bright and die out just as quickly, but obsession… that stays. When I want something, I keep it. That’s the only truth that matters.

She had never wanted to cheat on her fated mate, though she had no choice as she couldn’t disobey Professor Miles again. As the last punishment he gave her made her realise that what she went through with those who hated Omegas was only the scratch on the surface of what a pissed-off Alpha male could do. Isadora also knew that though Professor Rhett hadn’t rejected her yet, the longer they knew about each other, the harder and more painful the rejection would be for her.

I stare more at the man who had been my rival for six years and my problem for longer than that and the person I had crossed a room full of hostile Alphas for without stopping to think about what that meant. "Because you won't do it," I said. "Not because you're noble. Or because you owe me anything." I leaned forward. "But because you know what I know Kae, and you've known it longer than I have, and the only reason you're standing here asking me why instead of standing upstairs watching them schedule my burning is because some part of you already answered that question." He just kept staring at me. The thing about Kae Armstrong is that he never loses his composure. In six years I have never

Sofia was all into tears, she was shattered by rejection of Oscar. “When someone you love rejects you your first instinct is to protect yourself and pretend as if it’s not a big deal but actually it is, and I can’t even pretend, I just know I love you and this rejection could even kill me” Sofia was crying and her every word was uttered in shivering voice.

Silence fell between me and Erika once I was done with my response. After a long pause, she picked up the agreement, asking, "You're really sure about this? If I take this 15%, do you know what that would lead to?" "I do, and that's exactly why I'm doing this. I want to get back at Beverly!" I openly admitted my intentions. I hated Beverly not because of her betrayal, but because she conspired with Timothy to deceive me. I simply could not accept that the one I loved most and the one I hated most were involved.