Arrows And Apologies Novels & Stories

Mate is about to let loose. “You meant your rejection the most, your apology the least, and scared me worse than anyone else,” Ari tells him. “So, I don’t know what you could have done. Anderson, at least, he meant his apology. Finley struggled with the rejection and really meant his apology. If I could have accepted him only, I would have.” “Hey, MINE,” Everly jokes, jumping in Finley’s lap. “All yours,” Ari looks at me. “You got a copy; I got the OG.”

“Make sure you apologize to Kataya and Ari King.” He nodded his head. Hiru didn’t like what she had told him, but listened. When he entered the classroom. Ari King had gone back to his seat in the back of the class, while Kataya sat in the front of the classroom. There was no way he could pass by her without apologizing. He walked down her row and whispered his words. “I’m sorry…” He paused, but he couldn’t allow the changes he’s gone to be undone by a simple apology. “Sorry that you’re shifterless. Hope you make yourself useful soon.”

I inquired. “I’m sorry, sir.” "Do not apologize to me for what you have done, but instead, apologize to her." “There is no way I am going to apologize to this pointless individual.” Zion was enraged by the statement, but he was stopped in his tracks by a voice echoing behind him. “Wow, Zion Archer, I never dreamt this day would come.” Fuck!

"I'm sorry." The words hung in the air, a moment suspended in time. This was the first time Archie apologized to me. I couldn't help but widen my eyes, hardly believing it – Archie was actually willing to apologize to me. A surge of astonishment swept through me, a sensation akin to witnessing a rare comet streaking across the sky. While I understood that he might not genuinely want to apologize, and he was likely doing it under Shaunda's influence, still, the fact that I managed to make the arrogant Archie bow his head and apologize made me quite happy.

This is the reason why I do not wish to have friends. “Sorry, captain.” I immediately apologized. “We are just excited to be under your wing.” I learned a long time ago that if you offend someone, you have to discreetly compliment them to divert their attention. Thankfully, that advice seems to work like a charm every time I use it because Archer no longer seems angry. In fact, he looks relaxed when he crosses his arms over his chest.

"Heard you're also some hotshot, class president and stuff." Arman looked around, his usual nonchalant breeze wafting off him. "Look, I know we've had our history, high school and stuff and I know you probably have some bad blood for me. All I want to say is that I'm past that. Those were foolish times and I admit I wronged you, really wronged you man. I apologize, sincerely" he placed his hand, Armani style, on his chest, "I apologize. I seek forgiveness, I'm changed. I just wanna live a free life, no hurt or grievances or whatever. I apologize."

Kicking it all to the dust, deflecting. It’s my fault for twisting the arrow though. “I’m sorry,” I apologize. “ I shouldn’t have said that.” His lips lift only slightly. It looks forced, tight. “You don’t have to apologize. You didn’t say anything wrong.” “I shouldn’t make digs like that especially after I’ve forgiven you. So, I’m sorry.” “It’s fine.” But I know it isn’t. Not until I let it all go. It’s crazy because I’m not even mad at him, not anymore.

Arawn smirks, moving his arm to his side, lifting the side of his jacket slightly. Harvey jumps, throwing his hands forward. “Hey, no! Listen, Amber, I’m sorry!” Arawn hums, halting in his movements to look back at me. “Are you happy with this half-assed apology?” “Not really,” I wrinkle my nose, turning to Arawn, “but I think that’s the best we will get.” I laugh as Harvey shakes his head with a smile. “Guys, you are evil.” “If you will excuse us,” Arawn says, putting his and around me. “But we have other, more important folk, to enchant.”

I knew I owed him an apology, and it seemed like the right time to offer it. “I’m sorry about what happened,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t know that my father kicked you out. I wasn’t even the one who asked for it!” Archer looked at me, his expression unreadable. “I don’t blame you,” he said after a pause. “I blame the system.” I felt a pang of guilt twist inside me. “I’m so sorry, Archer. I will tell my father to get you back on your job—”

"I am so sorry my beloved.💝 I accept that I was wrong. I should have been more cautious with my utterances rather than blurting out words that hurt your feelings just because you declined a date together. I understand your point about not wanting people to suspect us, but it's just so hard for me. It might sound creepy to you but I desperately want to come over to your place right now for you to see how sorry I am. Forgive your lover boyyyyyyyyyy!💋 And besides you will pay for saying our time together was sex. Like seriously, sex?!!!👿" Raina chuckled in between her tears at his last statements. He had always felt distasteful at her calling him lover boy, but now he was using it to apologi