Books Like My Fault Novels & Stories

I clasped my hands together in nervousness as I listened to him continue on. “What Minerva did was wrong. And I’ve made sure she will be getting her punishment for it. I can assure you it won’t happen again.” He said. I finally looked up at him. His soft eyes were staring deep into my soul, it gave me butterflies just to see the truth that lie within them. “I’m sorry for your book,” I said. I felt awful for it. Even if it wasn’t me who ruined it, I still felt at fault. “Oh, don’t worry about it. That wasn’t your fault.” He said. His voice was shaky as if the mentioning of the book was upsetting. I really hope it wasn’t a special book to him.

I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

She doesn't speak, she just notes something down in her book. "Do you think you're at fault?" I think about her question deeply in the first few seconds that followed her question. "I do not. I also do." She raises a brow at me and leans further into her seat. It's where I'm supposed to be sitting but I like being able to wheel myself away from the room when I don't feel like talking.

he cut me off to say. " You mean to say it's my fault? " he snapped angrily twisting my wrist. My face frowned in distress and pain. There is a half hand distance between us but it's enough for me to get a shiver down my spine. " Yes, it's your fault. Rather than doing your work on your own, you gave it to your junior " I snapped back. I don't know from where I got this much courage but ya I did that. He is so stupid. Rather than searching his and his friend's notebooks he is yelling at me. I am sure someone has stolen them because before leaving the classroom with Adi and Payal I had checked the notebooks in my bag. At that time they were there then how can they disappear on their own. Some

My eyes kept trailing around trying to search for him, but there was no sign of him anywhere. I pressed my hand against the window and stared until we were too far away to see anything anymore. "This is all my fault," I muttered as the car drove away. "Why would you blame yourself?" "It is all my fault. If only I had listened to him and not gone with them. Then maybe he would have been so focused and would have known when all of this was about to happen. But I was a fool. I thought I was ready for the Mafia world and kept insisting." "It is not your fault. A lot happened in the last few days and you were trying to get yourself distracted. You could not have known that any of this would happe

Offline, the media turned their cameras on me. "Mrs. Faust, are the details in this report accurate?" "Mrs. Faust, if you have been separated for six months, why did you remain by Mr. Faust's side?" "Did you act out of jealousy, Mrs. Faust? Was it a result of a personality disorder, or a deliberate act of malice?" It still was not enough for Alan. He had one final card to play. He produced a USB drive that he claimed would prove I was irredeemably, unequivocally unstable.

I asked on our way back? “Don’t wanna talk about it.” “That’s fine. We can talk about something else…. Have anything in mind?” He stopped walking and turned to look at me. “This was your fault.” “What?” “You told me to touch myself.” “Did you also forget the part where I told you to play a game…or… or read a fucking book. Now it’s my fault that you couldn’t get yourself to cum!” “What the fuck did you say to me?” “Oh! You heard me. It’s not my fault that you couldn’t get you…”

Chapter 5 - Sean. Sean O'Connell. ~~ The fault in our stars. I sniffed into another tissue as I ended the book. Why didn't anyone tell me it was so sad? I knew it was sad but this sad... gah! Thank God I didn't see the movie, they would have thrown me out for crying and wailing like a baby. I don't like sad books or movies, probably that's why I have never seen or read 'A walk to remember'. But despite the end the book was overall splendid even if it bought a bucket full of tears to my eyes. I looked at the small heap of wet tissues and grimaced, so maybe I am an extremely emotional female but the book was also equally sad. How I hate sad endings!

This is a sick, demented, joke! My anger and frustration at the fucked up situation reach a new time high! First, I went to Troy, and we all know what happened! Now, I am stuck in fucking Pompeii! Probably right before the gluttonous bitch, Vesuvius blows her top and destroys the whole city! What the hell did I do to the fairies deemed this as a just punishment? All I said was, "I don't believe in fairies!" I come from the 21st Century, where magic doesn't exist! Only technology. I think dying in the arms of the man I loved was punishment enough! But NOOOOOO!

I lay there on the floor speechless. Pablo was indeed right about everything. It's my fault Freddy died... It's my fault Diana was taken... It's my fault Sapphire is dead... And now... It's my fault Pablo is dead too. I caused all of this. Everything is no one else's fault but mine. I have to fix this. I... I can't let Diana die. I got up from the ground and picked up the book. "Let's go." I said to Linda who was standing there paralyzed with fear and whose tears didn't seem to want to run down her cheeks.