Novel & Cerita Blame It On Boogie Pitch Perfect

’ Regret fills the bond and I know that she blames herself. I hate this. Mikey blames himself for what happened, and I am sure that his wolf Hades feels the same way. And now even Persephone joins the club. I just wish that we catch that fucking spy and get rid of all these surprise attacks. ‘The fault is not yours to take,’ I tell my wolf. ‘Let’s stop blaming ourselves and find ways to fix all of this. Because if there is someone to blame it would be the spy. And the faster we find that asshole the faster we fix our problems.’

“So it’s my fault.” He looked up sharply. “That’s not what I said.” “You didn’t have to. You were in charge of the build. I was the logic sequence. If it burned out, it’s on me, right?” “Stop.” He pushed off the bench and came closer. “You always do this—turn on yourself the second something goes wrong.” I turned to him, furious. “Because if I don’t, someone else will. I grew up having to be perfect, Blake. You don’t know what it’s like to walk into a room and feel like one mistake is all it’ll take to prove everyone right.”

“You ruined my reputation and you fucked up my entire world!” "See? So predictable." I laughed, shaking my head as I exchanged knowing glances with Diane and Paris. "I knew she was going to call me a whore." I turned back to BJ, raising my voice just enough to make sure it carried. "Your reputation is ruined because everyone now knows you’re Blow Job. Sorry about that, BJ. But let’s be clear—I didn’t screw up your life. I left. You could’ve had Alpha Asshole all to yourself, with your deep throat and oh-so-impressive sucking skills. And yet, here you are, coming all the way here just to blame me?"

"Really, Thena? Stop being sarcastic. This was a mistake and it isn't exactly my fault. If you had spent the night here this wouldn't have happened." Gosh! I felt a strong urge to kill him right now? How could he be so brazen as to even blame me? "Don't!" I gritted out. "Do not even call me by that pet name, you disgusting cheater! How could you blame me for your mishap?" "Chill out, Athena. We can still settle this amicably." Paige shot in smugly. Amicably? I scoffed in disbelief as I whipped my head towards her.

Even after she cleaned it, fresh blood from her own broken skin kept smearing the surfaces dirty again. "It can't be… It can't be Willow. She's just upset with me. Once I clean everything up, she'll come back and see I wasn't scared. Then, she'll admit she pulled the prank." The next second, she shook her head violently. "No, it's my fault! I shouldn't have locked her in the washing machine! Why didn't she scream or struggle? Was she not in pain… "No, it's not my fault! It was she who was wrong first! She shouldn't have hurt Maple. If she hadn't done anything wrong, I wouldn't have punished her. She forced me into this!"

Throwing the accusation to avoid being blamed. Aris stared sharply at the person behind the black mask. "You liar! You said you wanted to save me. Free me and reunite me with my family and Allisya. But now what?" Aris's breath quickened; he felt betrayed by the one good person he trusted, the only one Aris had hoped would be his savior. "I hate you! Whoever you are! I will never forgive you!" Aris shouted in frustration. Eventually, he might go crazy from all of this.

Her voice broke as she shouted, "Randall Cahill, you bastard! You're divorcing me over something this small? What did I even do wrong? Did I cheat on you or betray you? Wasn't I just repaying a debt of gratitude?" For years, I'd grown used to her emotional outbursts and her accusations. But this time, I didn't want to endure them anymore. "Celina Buckley! Are you sure you're just repaying a debt of gratitude? The eyes don't lie. I always knew there was someone in your heart. I just never expected it to be Leo. "Now that you're carrying his child, are you finally satisfied? After years of longing, your wish has finally come true. What more could you possibly be unhappy about? You got exactly

They were certain that I accidentally hurt myself while trying to hurt Jenny. Ever since that day, any conflict between me and Jenny was automatically assumed to be my fault. It reached the point where, even when they went on a road trip with Jenny and the brakes malfunctioned, they were certain I must have done something to the car. I climbed up from the floor to try to treat my new wounds, only to hear my parents talking in their room. “So what if she pieces the trophy back together? We went too easy on her. “Fixing the trophy is just an excuse. I just don’t want her to interrupt Jenny and Jared’s time together. Do you want him and Charlie to get married?”

Beatrice reclined across from her, a self-satisfied smile on her face. “She won’t survive,” Beatrice said, her tone oozing with satisfaction. “She’s tougher than she appears,” Catherine replied, swirling her wine. “However, she has vulnerabilities. We just need to keep applying pressure until she collapses.” Beatrice raised an eyebrow. “And what about Jake?” Catherine’s lips curved into a predatory grin. “He’ll come to regret ever aligning with her.” Beatrice chuckled softly, lifting her glass in a mock toast. “To Amelia Rodriguez’s downfall.”

I knew the 'worst day of your life' was supposed to be relative, but, what would you call it when every single day seemed to be the worst day of your life? Normal, I guess. His slap left a harsh sting across my cheek. I fell back hard onto my tailbone, pressing my hand to my face to relieve some of the burning. My eyes were watering but I blinked back the tears. He hated it when I cried. "I apologize Gamma, it won't happen again," I gritted out, locking my eyes onto his shoes. My head was bowed so low that my neck was starting to ache.