Culpa Mía Book Novels & Stories

Something about him made my stomach flip. Mia nudged me. “See? I told you. Total eye candy. If anyone can fix your broken confidence, it’s him.” I swallowed hard. “I don’t know…” “Alessia,” Mia said, grabbing my hand, “what have you got to lose?” I looked at the screen again, heart pounding. My finger hovered over the Book Appointment button. Mia squeezed my hand. “Do it.” I closed my eyes, took a shaky breath, and tapped.

Rather, she flipped a page in the book. Olivera bristled at the nonchalance. Without much ado, she strode to where Miriam sat, took the book from the latter’s hand, and threw it to the floor. “Give me answers, Miriam. I’m not a kid, or an invalid, that you can push whenever you want to. You know, Raul had mentioned that you were wicked, that you had connived with his mother to make his life misery filled. Do you know what I did? I defended you and the woman I know nothing of. I defended you, and for that he is in a coma. I will regret doing that for the rest of my life.” Miriam flinched at the mention of Raul's name, at the mention of him being in coma, her eyes darting away guiltily. "I-I d

I had let my ambition and pride consume me, and now I was paying the price. "Selene," I whispered, my voice shaking. "I'm so sorry. I was blind, and I let my fears rule me." The silence was oppressive, but I knew I had to face my demons. I had to make amends, no matter how hard it was. I rose from the shadows, determination burning within me. I would find a way to make it right, to prove myself worthy of forgiveness. Mia's POV I stood at the edge of the forest, the trees looming above me like sentinels. I had done so much wrong, hurt so many people. But I knew I had a chance to make it right, to find redemption.

“Please spare me. You can’t kill my baby. He’s just a child! He has done nothing to you!” Sophia looked at her, her eyes cold and unwavering. “And what did Liam do to you?” “I’m sorry!” Mia said. “I was out of my mind. I would never do that to a kid. I don’t know why I did it! Believe me, please!” Sophia touched the torch to the wood and the fire caught and blazed, her eyes still fixed on Mia’s. “Go to hell,” she said. She stepped back and watched as the flames grew and Mia started screaming. Her screams went from pleas for mercy to apologies and then insults. “I’ll haunt you to your deaths! All of you! You’ll never be rid of me…AHHHHHH!”

Two whole days have passed by since melissa left her bedroom and had locked herself up in another room, crying herself to sleep each hour or each day as guilt was eating her up from the inside. she thought of herself as a very bad person. she knew mia was innocent and yet she didn't help her, she did not say the truth and have her stay here but instead she acted like she knew nothing and then rid the poor innocent girl or her job and means of living. she was not even sure if mia was still alive. what if monica's boss had found her and killed her but now she has another thing to be sorry for.

It's about time we put Mia in place before she self-destructs. “What's Camilla?” Her gaze flickering from Belle to me and back to her. “Devil.” I answer. “Wow you guys are so unfair, how am I the devil I'm a victim?” she almost tears up. “I think you've played the victim for too long, you know you're the devil.” Belle went all full front. There's truth in her words. Time of pity and sugar coating fact has chunked out the truth from Mia. “Pisces women will make the victim look like the abuser and come out clean and crying even after killing someone. I swear to God you women have a way with your words.” I say.

"You believe me. About being reborn." "I believe you experienced something traumatic enough to change your behavior patterns. Whether it was actual death and rebirth or a psychotic break doesn't matter. The result is the same—you have information I need and motivation to use it." He takes the bottle back. "Go home, Mia. Rest. Tomorrow we escalate." I stand to leave but stop at the door. "Why did your mother never fight back? If my father stole from her, destroyed her life, why didn't she come after him?"

“What did I miss?!” Kate’s voice shattered the moment. Jacob pulled his hands away at once and lowered my blouse, while I silently cursed her timing. “There was a fight, and Camila was collateral damage,” Jacob said in his usual serious tone. Jacob shot Kate a deadly look, but Kate—being Kate—didn’t even flinch. “Oh, Cami!” She dropped to her knees beside me, her face full of guilt. “There were way too many people in the bathroom; I didn’t think it would take that long. This is my fault—I shouldn’t have left you here alone. I’m so sorry.”

“If you think I'll let you, a mere servant girl, ruin my plans; then you've blind all these while. Good riddance to bad nonsense.” I was wrong to think that he was a good person. That Marianna was making a mountain out of a molehill, I was wrong about everything. I could feel my life slipping out gradually. Marianna was right to have run for her life, Javier is a devil. But then I've just made a bigger mistake, giving him their location. The men were able to track down Alceo to the house he lived, and I was just fortunate to be there at that time.

It’s all about faith. °°° The story ends here. Thanks for reading. Follow me on my I*, and get to know about my next book which is about their kids. Also, read my another book Beta Nocholas. It's a werewolf romance. Thanks again :)