Books Like My Fault Novels & Stories

“Why don’t you realise that people will do whatever the hell they want no matter what and that it has nothing to do with you? She did make that choice. She did choose this route. It wasn’t about you; she’d have done it to anyone else. You have a lot of people in your life who’ve been real shit. They’ve hurt you, manipulated you—limits haven’t existed. None of that is your fault. It’s not your job to make people treat you right and not your fault if they don’t.” “You don’t understand,” I said, shaking his words from my ears before they could take root. I’d ingested enough poison; it wouldn’t do to continue gulping. “You don’t know the things I’ve done. It is my fault; I do deserve it. Those n

Then tears started rolling down her cheeks. "It's my fault," she cried. "I froze, Lucas. I didn't know what to do. I was scared. So she did what she could to get us out! Jesus! It's my fault. If I just did what she—" "It's not your fault, Har," I promised. "You were kidnapped in case you've forgotten." But we were interrupted by Felix's cough. I spun, jaw twitching. "I hate to interrupt but I need to speak to you, Mr. De Marchi."

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I stared blankly at the bookshelf in front of me. No. Absolutely not. I shoved the thought away immediately. I am not going to think about him. Especially not after the way my pulse had reacted earlier when Derek looked at me in the training grounds. And definitely not after Fiona’s teasing. Nope. I walked over to a shelf in search of a book, trying to divert my attention from dangerous thoughts. The shelves here seemed older than the others, filled with history texts, magical records, and strange psychological studies. One title immediately caught my attention. Childhood Memory Loss and Magical Trauma. My fingers stilled on the spine and slowly, I pulled the book free. A strange heaviness s

A pool of blood and a confession note addressed to him. He felt… nothing. Faith was fire. Pure carnage in heels. She fought back—bit back. Their relationship was a cage match dressed up in romance. He liked the way she bled. She liked the way he bruised. But even wildfire burns out when there's no fuel left. Eventually, they collapsed under their own wreckage. And Cel?ia Celia was nothing. A placeholder with a platinum card and daddy issues. He used her. Knocked her from her pedestal just to see how far she'd fall. When she finally left, broken and bitter, he didn’t stop her.

I will not only suffer for what Gael had done but also for my business. "Alice, relax; I will report to the office later and handle them myself. They can't cancel their orders because of that scandal; how could my love life affect the scent of my perfume? If they are doing this because of Gael and Ashton, it wasn't my fault that they will be fighting because of me, Alice." I said, feeling angrier with Gael that this is happening right now. "I know, Meg, I am sorry," Alice said. "It is not your fault, Al, it was all Gael's fault, and he needs to pay for this," I said.

It’s all my fault! It’s my fault she fell in love with her CEO, it doesn’t mean she’s a gold digger, it’s my fault she’s in love with both Finn and Zane. It’s my fault she opens her body, it doesn’t make her a slut. It’s all my fault! Jeeez! I have a lot to fix! Rather, let’s try again, I’ll try to end things with her both as Finn and Zane. ****** To Be Continued

It is Divergent, insurgent, and Allegiant first edition series, the notebook, The fault in our stars, and Shakespeare books. "I didn't know what kind of books you like, so I just picked the ones I think you might love"a voice startled me, and I placed my hand over my chest. "You scared me, " "Sorry," there is a dark grey wardrobe just behind the door. And a matt on the floor, a white round table at the corner. "It's fine really, I think I will read them. It's been a while since I have read an addictive book, maybe I will find one in these books. Who knows"I shrug, and sit on the bed.

It was all my fault for not keeping this book well enough like I should have. "What are you doing?" I jumped at the sound of Alder's voice. "Nothing." I said, hiding the book away from him. "I know that's the book. You can't hide it forever from me." "But... you were never supposed to know that this book was with me. It's meant for me and me only, any other person could be considered intruders and will get cursed. I'm scared for El Alder. I have no idea what to do. It's my fault for being careless." I felt do disappointed in myself for allowing such a thing to happen? "Even you, now that you know about the book, it's also dangerous for you too." He moved closer to me.

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.