All The Wrong Reasons Novels & Stories

‘What if one day, you find out that I lied to you? ‘Well, did you lie?’ ‘It’s a hypothetical question.’ Alessia took a closer look at him. ‘What’s wrong with you? What’s with all the questions today?’ ‘Just answer me, please. It’s important.’ ‘Fine.’ Alessia thought about her own lies regarding Milo. She sighed. ‘I guess sometimes lying is inevitable. I would be okay with it, but only if it’s for a good reason.’ ‘What would be a good reason to you?’

“No public display of affection when out with the commoners.” “These are ridiculous!” Pamela looked up with a frown. “Full of shit!” Zita dropped the book. “It's like the book was designed to suck all the fun in life.” “The most annoying part is that I can't even work anymore because I'm going to be a princess.” Kim angrily said. “This is just like a trap to snatch all my rights from me.” “It's not too late, you know? I can take you out of here.” Zita scoot closer to her. “We can leave all these behind.”

“Does the reason matter? If the thing itself is wrong?” Aria held her son’s gaze and felt the weight of the question, not a child’s question, not an adult’s question, but something in between. The question of someone who was trying to build a moral framework that could hold complexity. “The reason matters for understanding,” she said carefully. “It matters for forgiving. It matters for deciding what someone might do next, because people who do wrong things from fear behave differently from people who do wrong things from cruelty.” She paused. “But the reason doesn’t change whether the thing itself was wrong. It just changes what you do with that knowledge.”

* SNIFFED * * Heavily sigh * "...I didn't know that everything was just a lie. Just a mission. I don't know why. I don't know what I've done to the world to let me feel this fucking pains. What did I've done wrong? I just fell in love right? I just trust again. Love again. Believed again. And now, fooled again... " * SNIFFED... SNIFFED... SIGH * " ... Maybe they're right! No one will love me the way you do. That I can't find someone like you. *SNIFFED* But Philipe, I really don't know why I feel different. I'm literally mad to myself for not able to understand myself. " I kneeled down as my tears flow. " WHYYY? WHAT DID I'VE DONE WRONG!! *Sniffed* WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPENED TO ME? WHY I'M

Killain It's all happening again, my mistakes, I've hurt her all over again. I never do anything right , the only thing I'm good at is opening people up and stitching them back up. Nothing ever works and I'm tired. I hate this …I fucking hate that I always make the wrong decisions whenever it comes to people that I care about and now it's happening all over again. I'm better now … in fact, I'm supposed to be discharged tomorrow, but I'm leaving this place now.

Jaime Barthes was the only son of the wealthiest family in Hartow City. Ever since he was a child, he could have anything he wanted. On his fifteenth birthday, he fell for Eden Hawthorn the moment he first saw her. Right then and there, he boldly declared, "She belongs to me, and nobody should ever think about touching her!" During the entire decade of their marriage, he was obsessively protective of her. She was forbidden from any kind of interaction with men, and she had to employ the help of her assistant for something as mundane as handing a report to a male colleague. Everyone assumed this was simply Jaime's love language. One day, he caught a terminal disease. The entire nation fr

"It is at this point in time that I finally realize I made a very big mistake in dealing with you. Are you really so foolish and so blind and so stupid that you can't look at what is going on right in front of you? Are you seriously saying this right now? Can't you see that this is absolutely and totally impossible? There's fucking nothing you can do about this. How do you want to raise a total of 100 billion within 3 hours? Do you think because you have all the assets worldwide you can achieve that within a few minutes?" I chuckle and shake my head. "You are the one acting so foolish and so paranoid right now, Mr. Marcus. You haven't even given it enough time and haven't even thought about

IS THAT THE REAL REASON FOR YOU TO REJECT THE MATE BOND FROM THE MOON? ‘IS THAT THE ONLY REASON OR IS IT BECAUSE I’M A BISEXUAL MAN THAT EVERYONE WAS JUDGING BY THE WAY THEY LOOK AT ME? I HAVE TO FORCE MYSELF TO BE EXCELLENT AT SOMETHING THAT NO OMEGA WOULD DARE TO DO SO NOBODY WILL LOOK DOWN ON ME…BUT THIS…WHAT DID I DO WRONG TO DESERVE THIS PAIN?...why? What’s wrong with me?’ ‘Angel…’

“But who said you can’t do it all? Who said you can’t protect me? Or care for me? Then fuck me raw and hard, and still fantasize about how good my pussy was for you. Why can’t you do it all?” “Because it’s wrong.” “You’ve already done it once, and we both loved it. Something that’s wrong shouldn’t have felt that right,” I countered. Observing as those emotions cracked back onto his face, heavy and deep; like a hit through a mountain rock. “Fuck. How did I allow you to start driving me insane,” he quipped mindlessly. That sounded more like a mental phrase than a verbal declaration.

“Then it would be my fault, too. The right thing to do is never completely clear. We just have to try our best. And that doesn’t mean it’s your fault. ” I think maybe he’s right. When I thought I was in love with Jason, I would have done anything to be with him. Maybe his age wouldn’t even have chased me away. Not if he really loved me. That’s not a good thing, but it’s an honest one. “People aren’t all good or bad, I don’t think. ” Not me, Jason, Steve, my friends, my parents. None of us. We’ve all done things that are wrong and things that are right. In the end, that’s part of being human. Some of our actions are just a little worse than others.