All The Wrong Reasons Novels & Stories

*** It isn't simple at all. Looking at the tall building in front of me, I decide it's a bad idea to even drive here in the first place. This isn't right. This is all too wrong and it's messing with my head. That night wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to find him attractive and even allowed him to give me multiple orgasms in one night but here I am, smiling at the memory and liking every bit of it. As much as I would like to do it again. I remind myself why I can't. Why this is wrong and very inappropriate and so unlike me. I am now his professor and he's likely my student and he's also my client. My big break.

“Reasons come before circumstances. Tell them the reason behind your ordeal. Stop making it look as if I'm a bad girl. I am not.” I spoke confidently and defensively. “I'm not here for that. As you can see, I am regaining gradually from the pain you and your cohort inflicted on me. I'm strongly promising you here and your partners in crime: the law will certainly make you all understand the cost of your evil actions. Donal, please take me out of this place.” She muttered. But still standing and voicing out.

Brad paused midway up the stairs, turning to cup her face in his hands, his thumbs stroking her cheeks. “Think about everything you’ve done in your life, Alexa. What’s really ‘right’ or ‘wrong’? Everyone fucks up. You gave everything for someone else thinking it was right, and look where it got you. Your parents were wrong for disowning you like garbage. And that asshole was wrong for knocking you up and then abandoning you. Yeah, this is wrong too, but for once, why not do something wrong just for you? Enjoy it. Feel good without worrying about the fallout though I promise you, there won’t be any consequences. That’s my word.” Alexa held his gaze, seeing the confident certainty in his eyes,

“My fault?! How the hell is you-falling-for-the-wrong-woman my fault?” Because he’d made trusting-someone and opening-up-to-them look okay. “You know what? Fuck you,” I spat, surging to my feet so I could push him a step back. “I had a system. And it worked. Sleep with them and move on. No strings, no ties, no complications. As long as everyone agreed, it worked like a damn dream. Until you had to go and get married, making me think, you know what, maybe there is someone out there I can trust not to be our mother and shit all over me. So I finally let one woman in, and look at what the hell happened. She just shit all over me. Thanks a fucking lot for that. I just really appreciate the wrong

"What was their fault? They didn't do any wrong, then why were they punished, why was i? Why did your father thought that all the politicians are corrupted? Because of his one mistake i lost my family. Tell me, why won't i take revenge from your dad? Does he deserve my respect? Tell me who's right, who's wrong.

Prolog Clara I was once told;every season has a reason , nothing lasts forever ,the sun always follows the rain, and if things don't work out the way you want them to... They will work out the way the universe intended . If what I just said was true; why the hell am I in pain every time I go to sleep? Not physically though but emotionally.

The room was silent, with the chairman and others lacking an explanation. Felix’s anger was palpable as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His body tensed, with visible veins bulging in his neck. Sweat flooded out of his body, soaking his clothes until they were wet. Fraser’s gaze drifted away from the others as he spoke. “If no one has insight, then both actions stand equally justified—or unjustified,” He paused, his words hanging in the air for a moment. “The saying goes that two wrongs don’t make a right, but in this case, it seems both parties are on an equal footing. Let’s drop it and move on.”

--- "You couldn't have done that, it's wrong." "Why is it wrong? You're both single, it's no big deal to enjoy a night out together."--- Justify. "Because I can't feel anything for him, not even a desire. It's too wrong to think about Ethan, in any way whatsoever. To want his touch, to want his kisses all over my body, to want his body pressed against mine."--- I start to feel the tears coming down.--- "It's wrong for my heart to race every time I see him, to feel butterflies through my stomach when he smiles. I wish to have him close to me, not in a sexual way, but affectionately too. To have more cute, sweet moments like before."

I held my head up and stared into each eye . I huffed before continuing "so you are saying that . I did wrong . Just tell me what I did wrong huh? Being in a relationship with someone I like . Is that wrong ? Loving someone I want to without thinking of what others would think about us loving each other . Is that f*cking wrong ? Just tell me one thing which is wrong in this . Why is having a relationship with a teacher wrong ?"

I said. "What?! What do you mean, huh?" I shook my head and took a very deep breath before I speaks to her. "I'm so sorry, but I can't tell you the exact words because there's no proof to support my speculations about them. We can't say they're lovers because there's no proof at all. Maybe they're cousins or friends, right? We can't put ourselves to believe a wrong conclusion. Wrong is always wrong," I explained to them and they didn't speak anymore. They had realized I was right. We can't put ourselves to believe a wrong conclusion because it may lead us into trouble again.