Culpa Nuestra Book Novels & Stories

The journal felt heavy in Clara’s trembling hands, heavier than any weight she had ever carried. Every page inside held truths that could destroy Elianna’s carefully woven lies, truths that could expose Marcus’s schemes, truths that could change everything. Yet as she stood in the ruined chapel with Marcus’s piercing gaze locked on her and Elianna’s sharp voice echoing off the stone walls, she knew the book was also a death sentence. “Give it to me,” Elianna repeated, her tone silky but laced with venom. Her smile was poised, her eyes glittering with a dangerous light. “Do not make this harder than it has to be, Clara.”

“I swear I never saw that man before. I would never let anyone take them. I—” Colton lifted him up firmly. “This is not your fault. You did nothing wrong. The criminal was clever.” But Mr. Cole sobbed harder. “I should have gotten here earlier… I should have seen something…” Daniel’s eyes filled with tears. Everyone blamed themselves. But the only person truly responsible was Lena. And deep down, all of them knew it. Even without saying her name, a dark, silent understanding settled over the room. Lena had crossed a line no one could ever forgive.

I smiled and he smiled back "I already did . They should be back by now I wonder what's taking them so long ?" " The cake collection. I am trying not to freak out." My dad held my hand and looked at me . " I'm sorry for your loss Michelangelo." " I felt like I was being punished for all of my sins ." " You are worthy of redemption and you deserve to be happy. Arabella had accused you of rape and you were innocent ; Jane , Nina, Sophia , and Nikki cheated on you ." " Cleo is the only one who has proven her loyalty. " " You should do the same. "

I guess I clear your misunderstanding. I used to feel demotivated but not anymore I will surely write this book and gonna finish this soon. I am really sorry if I scared my sweet readers here. 😘 It's a story of betrayal, obsession and lust. It also contains mature stuff such as abuse, rape. Read this on your own will.

"Self harm is a sin, so is suicide. The first time you almost took the easy way out but then you got a chance to be a fighter which you tturned out to be according to your story. First of all I'm not Seth so I'm not gonna comfort you with sincere apologies and that kinda fuckery. You were weak minded like Seth used to be but those are total different cases. Ben saw you as a easy target along with his ex who cheated. My biggest bet is he probably killed the guy and made it look like a suicide or he brainwashed him too. You gave him power over you because you thought that's what you deserved. If someone love you they would never hurt you. He gave you a blade to end your life after he made you

“Aurora, are you happy now? Are you satisfied after doing this to me? I almost laughed. She was really good at making herself the victim. “Carla, I did nothing to you. You did this to yourself.” Carla burst into tears.”I only took Lucien away from you. I fell in love with him, it wasn’t my fault. Why do you want to destroy my life because of that? Can’t you have mercy on me? Do you really want the child in my belly to be born with a bad name and be poked and prodded and called a bastard forever?" I shrugged. Her words only worked on me when we were in college. But I knew how evil and manipulative she was so I can never feel any pity towards her.

"I'm here today thanks to Ms. Charlton's tip." The moment he said that, every eye turned to me. The people pinned to the ground glared at me with pure hatred. "You're working with the police! I'm reporting all of you!" "What kind of law enforcement is this? The victims are being arrested while the real criminal walks free?" "Is there even such a thing as justice anymore? You people have no humanity!" "Why are you arresting us? Nevaeh was the one who killed them!" At that, Edmund frowned and looked at me. "You killed someone?"

The name flashed through my head. Fernando had mentioned her on that rooftop. A poor girl. Was she Cain’s ex? Did she suffer too? Was I just another name on a list? “Leila—” Cain started. He stepped toward me, but I shoved him hard, swinging the gun up, at the direction of his chest. “It’s your fucking fault!” I cried. My whole body shook. “You caused this! You made her push me!” “If you hadn’t— If you hadn’t—”

I didn’t expect that my uncle would rape Emelia and torture Emelia. So in my mind, although I hate my uncle, I hate myself even more. It was all my fault. I should not have chosen Emelia as my slave. I should not have abandoned her this morning. If I had not chosen her as my slave, she would not have suffered so much. If I had not abandoned her, she would not have been raped again. Yes, again. She was raped by me for the first time and then, because of my fault, she was almost raped by my uncle again. I can not imagine how terrible she is feeling now, but I can do nothing other than feel guilty.

In my view, Rebeca was totally uncultured. — Give me back my notebook – I ordered, with fury written on my face. — I'm sorry, honey – I watched her direct her finger to the “delete” screen, and my breath hitched. I should have made a copy of that file, but for some reason I didn't. My book wasn't saved in the clouds or anywhere other than that notebook. Which was a horrible mistake for a budding writer like me. I doubted and even prayed that Rebeca wouldn't hit that button, but evil reigned in that woman's heart and without any remorse or guilt, she erased my book.