Novel & Cerita Culpa Mía Book Series In English

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fifth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers and their friends, with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Summary

This is where the second book ends (yay). I’m ending it here because I felt that the storyline was starting to get too long for one book. This means that there’ll be a third book, but (drumroll) it’ll be part 2 of this one. But I’m calling it Mates and Temptations because The Pains of Guilt Part 2 didn’t sound catchy. And as a special little something, I added a bonus chapter after this one and a little blurb about the third book. I don’t have an exact date for when I’ll release book 3 because when it comes to my writing, I hate deadlines (they make me rush things and it affects the quality of my writing). The only reason I had one for this book is that I already had a lot of chapters ready

Because if I, who didn't have so many problems to call traumas, already had considerable difficulties dealing with people and my own sleep, I could imagine what kind of things were going on in his head every day, even awake. "I know he's about to die," she said coldly. "I gave him your book because you told us in your outbreak that they contained dark arts that were strong enough to summon creatures. So I punished you for this lie, for thinking I was wanting to cause fear in the other girls, but when I was alone with the object, I really felt a presence. I gave him the book because I had the hope that he would invoke something strong enough to take him to hell. But I regretted my decision, a

he asked in confusion "Don't act like you don't know what you did, you...... "Caira, I thought we settled that a long time ago, I know I messed up caira, you were pregnant for me and I tried denying my responsibility, but I apologized and you forgave me, you promised to give me a call once you're in labor, but you gave birth to my child and left with no trace. you left me shattered for years and your absence caused me depression to the extent that I had to survive on hard drugs . Do you know how hard life was without you, I felt stupid and blamed my self when the doctor told me that you were dead, I felt it was all my fault for getting you pregnant without Knowing the consequences. Why did y

Kali's grip holding me down, I could hear the creaking of my skull underneath her strength. "You're not focused," she said. "Stop thinking about how you have failed and how it was never really your fault. You're just a byproduct of your society." "It's not my fault," I squeezed out. "Of course it is. Do you believe that you aren't at fault for your own demise? I know how you've lived. You steal, kill, and lie your way through life." "You don't know me!"

---- Hello dear readers, I decided to make a small post here to inform you that this is the first part of my little series. Although it is short, it was always meant to be that way to give a little backstory about these two characters. I may continue on with this story eventually, but at the moment I have decided to move on to the second part where my heart truly lies. I have already started creating my second book in my series, and I am extremely excited to share it with you when the time is right.

"Liam is sorry. Don’t... Dont beat me. Liam is sorry. Pppp... Please. Nooooo. Lucasssss. Save Liam". Liam was thrashing on the bed. He was burning with fever. Lucas was trying to lower his body temperature but he failed. He was triggered. His worst memories had surfaced again. His mind had drifted back to the 5 years old Liam who would be scolded and beaten if he did something wrong. Lucas was helpless. He couldn’t do anything to erase them from his mind. He was so happy since he woke up this morning. And all of the sudden. The whole world flipped upside down.

Raphael quietly explained from right next to me, feeling that pang of guilt once again consuming me as the memory of our last conversation resurfaced, remembering how crude and selfish I have acted towards her when I practically threw her outside that room after she had finally disclosed the reason why Raphael lost his grace. “I came here to apologize for my immature behavior, and now I don’t even know if I will ever get the chance to do so...” A lone, stray tear made its way down the side of my cheek as I took in her current very weakened condition, mentally chastising myself over and over again. She gave away so much to aid me, they all did, more than my own mother ever did...Yet look at m

On the crumpled slip of paper were just three words: “Give up.” Nothing more was needed. They all understood the message. Sarah looked at Mia with guilt written all over her face. “I’m sorry. If it weren’t for me… maybe this wouldn’t have happened.” Maybe Mia wouldn’t have been kidnapped. Maybe she wouldn’t have been deliberately pushed into relapse. When she thought about it, Mia had suffered far too much because of her. Zachary shook his head firmly. “Don’t say that, Sarah. This isn’t your fault. It’s theirs. They don’t want us investigating, which means we have to.”

Still slamming her head to the ground. “After everything I have done for you and sacrificed, you were just going to get rid of me, just like I was nobody to you. Once I am done with you Cristina, you will wish you had never betrayed me. The difference between me and you, is that I think clearly while you are thinking with a broken heart. You say that it is LB’s fault, but right now you are at fault Cristina, for this war...” she scuffs at me not wanting to listen.