Rejected Broken Hearted Novelas e Histórias

He decided to wait for now and see how the situation unfolded before he intervened. "I think we can all agree that this was a bad idea, Matt. What were you thinking?" Camden asked, shaking her head in disbelief. "I just thought it would be the quickest way to end all this shit without putting anyone's life at risk," Matt explained, trying to justify his actions. Camden was suddenly enraged, switching from anguish to fury with no warning. "Jesus, Matt! Are you kidding? Have you ever seen someone after they've been rejected? They're a fucking mess! And not just for a day or two. FOREVER! You never get over it! It's like a permanent scar on your heart and you'll never be the same again. That's

he snarled, thumping his hand on his desk. His words of rejection were gradually killing me, leaving a big hole in my heart. Again, I feel helpless... Hopeless... Broken...

“After all, we were both still brokenhearted.” I felt my heart jump because I knew that he was referring to him getting rejected by me, and Serena getting rejected by my husband Elijah.

I know I will be shattered after this, we collided together, she stormed into my life and took away my heart, now it is so fucking hard to let go. My darkness, my emotions, my bad past, my hidden demons, she does not deserve to be in any of them. My voice is tight. “I will reject her.” Cleo narrows her eyes at me, before throwing a tablet of vitamins on the table. “You might need that for the rejection pain that follows.” I know of that sickening pain that comes with the rejection, people say it hurts more than heart-break, like a million knives stabbing one’s heart, I hear the door click informing me that Cleo’s gone.

"He told me that he would've claimed you four years ago if he hadn't already made a promise to us." My entire world cracks open. My heart feels broken, put back together, and so full that I don't know how to feel. All I know is that the girl that broke down in that janitor's closest is crying happy tears, because she wasn't silently rejected by her fated mate. My heart feels so full of emotions I can't even understand or describe.

Now they both just gave me heartburn. “Why now?” Trick dropped his hand. “Because, our mate bond can’t continue to survive while we are separated. Any longer and we’ll go into rejection.” I stiffened. “You’re familiar with the concept. It really is as painful as they say it is. I’ve watched men, vampire and werewolf, who’ve survived the most gruesome battles in war be ripped apart by rejection.” My heartbeat began to pick up. Rejection was rare. Most did not dare defy the fates, but for those who did, they did so at the risk of their souls. During rejection, the fates reclaimed the soul, leaving behind a shell devoid of feeling and emotion.

My voice was cracked already. Why did my heart feel like it was ripped apart from the inside? "I know you love him, that's why." He sighed, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "He rejected me." How much more could this hurt? "Your heart still belongs to him." He said softly. "That's the cruel thing about the mate bond, Rosie. It doesn't just go away because someone decides to throw it away." I wiped my eyes, frustration bubbling up inside me. "Then why did he do it? Why would he put us through this?"