Blame My Ex Novels & Stories

" Max raised an eyebrow with a small smile, no doubt already thinking about how good he would actually feel if he could have a date with his babe now. He fished happily for his phone and called Trevor. "Hey baby, I heard you came by? I am really sorry about what happened! To make it up to you, I already fired that incompetent! Where are you?" "What does it have to do with you? I was humiliated earlier and it's all your fault! If not, where did that damn bastard get the nerve to talk to me like that?" "Don't blame me, babe, I didn't do anything!" Max already had a bad feeling. He knew Trevor would blame him for what happened.

“What are you talking about? None of this is your fault! You have nothing to blame yourself for.” “Had I not introduced you two to each other...” There was a small choke in his voice, but he recovered quickly. “...then perhaps you would both be happy now. I hate to see you two suffering.” "It was my fault.” I sighed. “If there’s one person to blame, it’s me. I failed Emelia, and now she wants nothing to do with me. I’ve tried so hard to get back into her good graces, and to at least try and remain friends, but... I’m sorry. I know you loved

All I knew was that my world had just been turned upside down, and I did not know how to put it right again. I blame my father!! I blame Adrian!! I blame the moon goddess!! I blame my wolf for not coming out!! Damn!! I blame everyone and everything!! Fuvk this!!

"It concerns me because it includes you! You don’t know I left in the camp just to come here to check on you.” “So, why did it become my fault? Why are you here? Did I ask you to come?” I was annoyed by his sentiments. “Yes, it is your fault. If you just stay at home, you will not be here and get that,” he blames me. “Huh?” Are you sure that you are blaming me now? FYI, if you didn’t call me, I would be got into incident so technically, it was your fault not mine!” ---

I can’t believe he’d blame me for something that happened while i wasn’t around, then have the nerve to choke me out. No wait, i can believe it. I staggered to my feet, and shot him a teary glare. “You two deserve each other. You’re both evil. I didn’t want to talk to you, remember?” I sobbed. “I avoided being here and somehow you’ve managed to blame me. What will happened in three weeks when I’ve moved out and left this stupid pack! Who will you blame then huh? When something goes wrong will you track me down to blame me for the seeds of evil i sowed?”

"I'm so sorry for what I put you through, put our family through, and for making you feel like you were anything less than my partner." "Mandy…" "No, let me finish. This needs to be said. The place I was in was so dark I couldn't see any way to come out of it, and I blamed you." His face falls. I hate hurting him, but all this needs to be put out there. "Which is dumb," I hurry to continue. "I blamed you for leaving." "You asked me to." My hand goes up, hoping to stop him. It does and I take a breath, fortifying myself to keep going.

Tears spilled down my cheeks, and I couldn’t stop them. I felt responsible for this. She’d clearly been on her way home after hooking up with me. I should have been there with her. It should have been me taking her home. Driving her home safely. This was all my fucking fault. It was all my motherfucking fault… I blamed myself. I fucking blamed myself. I would never be able to forgive myself for this. I would never forgive myself for not being there for the woman I exposed myself to, trusted with my damn life.

He sighed and bent his head when he was done. "You did not say anything on this before,"he accused. "Did you give me the chance to?"I blamed. "Do not even try blaming me,"he barked. "I did not plan to,"I said, my voice still gently. "I was just stating the obvious." "You see why you are so annoying, Desmond?"he said, still infuriated. "You never take fault for the disasters you cause." I sighed and closed my eyes. "I blame myself for Hope falling for me,"I confessed. "I should have stayed away."

She growled. “But you accepted the money,” I yelled back, “You took the money and left, so how is any of this my fault? If you were so obsessed with him, you should have never agreed to leave, you should have held him down, you should have told him you loved him and begged him to marry you. If you have done that, none of us would be in this mess. I wouldn't have fallen in love with him, I'd be long gone from your lives! So if you are looking for someone to blame, point those dirty fingers of yours at yourself. He threw money at you, you collected it, and now you are blaming me for it?”

“You got over me so quickly, same way Ethan gave up on our love so easily. Is there something wrong with me, am I only good at attracting men and unable to keep them? Am I doing something to chase all my men away from me?” I asked him, feeling it’s all my fault. “How many times do I have to tell you that this is not your fault, Harper? If you are looking for who to blame? Please blame Ethan and I for being jerks. Actually, blame me, it’s all my fault. You have no idea what I did just to try and keep you all to myself. You had no idea how long it took me to get over you?” he told me, pulling his hands through his hair in frustration.