All The Forgivenesses Novels & Stories

"For the lies. For the fear. For the running. For not being the mother you deserved. For not being brave enough to face the truth. For not being strong enough to protect you. For not being honest with you. For not trusting you. For not believing in you. For giving up." "I forgive you," I said. "I have already forgiven you. I forgave you in the tomb, when you bound the king with your own hands. I forgave you when you faded into light, when you smiled at me one last time. I forgave you when I read your letters, when I learned the truth. I forgave you when I understood why you ran. I forgave you because you were my mother, and I loved you. I forgive you because I am your daughter, and I underst

Would be forgiven. When Progress was told, they wept. Wept with gratitude. Wept with relief. Wept with overwhelming emotion. "Thank you," Progress said to Together. "Thank you for forgiveness. Thank you for release. Thank you for freedom. We do not deserve it. We know we do not deserve it. We committed terrible crime. Created terrible suffering. Did terrible evil. We know this. We accept this. We carry this. Forever. We will carry guilt forever. Will remember crime forever. Will know what we did forever. Forever. We are released from service. But not released from guilt. Not released from memory. Not released from knowledge of what we did. We carry that forever. But we are grateful. Grateful

On the fifteenth of every month, Rowan Hawthorn and I would swap homes. Eighteen years ago, a hospital accidentally swapped our embryos during IVF and put them into the wrong mothers. When the truth came out, my biological parents, Frank and Ronnie Hawthorn, wanted to keep Rowan. But his biological parents, Eugene and Rowena Cooper, wanted him back. They decided that he would live with each family for one month. Then, we would switch on the fifteenth of every month. I, on the other hand, became the unwanted burden. Wherever Rowan went, the house would be fully stocked with snacks and drinks. He would receive a thousand dollars as his monthly allowance, and the sunlit room would always b

Tony was happy because everything went well. Micheal has accepted the letter of promotion and he is preparing to go to his new office. He thought that atleast that will ease the pain from his side . He never knew what he will do to appease to Jenny but he will try. Saying am sorry will not change the matter but atleast will let her know that he still love her and want her back. The fact remain clear that Jenny will not forgive him easily as Micheal did amd he knew that. Sitting in the office he looked at his desktop and sighs

If he wasn’t in shackles, he would have pulled her close, breathed her in, just to soothe the ache the distance had carved into him. “Please, Hyera! Forgive us… I beg you!” Thorne cries, tears streaming down his face. “We had no idea what we were doing! We were blinded by our ego! Please… don’t discard us like this!” Kai sobs, collapsing to his knees. Seeing them in tears, begging for forgiveness, does not soothe the ache in her heart. If anything, it makes her even angrier. She hates the fact that they even get to seek forgiveness. “Hyera! If you don’t forgive us… we will be doomed forever!” Phil cries, his lips trembling in regret.

"Okay, if it will make you feel better, I forgive you from the bottom of my heart. I promise, I am no longer mad at you, you can choose to still own the shares, I don’t mind anymore. As long as you do not intend to do anything evil. I forgive you and that means you are free to go back to America. Princess and I would be just fine.”

Allorah whispered, “I regret it, because I can see now how grave my sin is. Nothing not even your forgiveness would make this guilt go away.” My mind went numb. Slouching my shoulders, I stare at her. “I’m so sorry Faith…” Allorah whispered as she reaches for my face, “I’m so sorry…” Her words were just simple. I couldn’t feel anything. It was like if one of those Bastards asked for forgiveness but internally was cursing me. They were pretending. “If you’re so sorry then, how about a pay up?” I said, crooking my head to the side. “Pay?” Allorah asked, confused.

Allen is working in the office when he got a message, he looked at his phone and took a long sigh seeing Anna, he got a message from his friends asking him to hang out, as he didn't come to meet them or didn't even contact them, they wanted to meet him tonight, he started to remember everything he has promised to Anna, he can't break that and at the same time, he can't ignore his friends too, when he took a long sigh and told to himself on his mind "I just have to endure this till Anna forgives me and at the same time, she gets back to me right now, so I am really so sorry guys". as he just replied that he can't come to meet them until he and Anna love each other,

Chapter 16 Angelo Forgiveness is a beautiful gift. I always used to think that I was not worthy of forgiveness; until my father said he forgave me for going out on that fateful night and told me he was thankful to God that I was alive. Being pardoned brings about a feeling of freedom , for the person giving the redemption and the person receiving. I had to learn to forgive myself first before I could accept that I had no control over what happened. I couldn't predict what was going to happen that night . Cleo knows one of my secrets. I have already told her that I love her and I mean it from the depth of my soul. Making love to her lights my body up in ways unimaginable.

she said, her voice carrying that familiar warning tone that meant she wouldn't let me get away with ignoring her. I gave her a tired look. “Yes, mommy.” “I'm serious.” “I know.” I smiled faintly, then turned toward the door before she could say anything else. As I walked toward the exit, the weight of tomorrow settled firmly on my shoulders. Rent was still due. My pride was still in pieces. And somewhere in a penthouse across the city, the man I had wronged without realizing it had no idea that the version of him I had been carrying around in my head had just been destroyed by a silent video on a phone screen.