Everybody Makes Mistakes Book Novels & Stories

I leaned over, every pore of my body taken over with the need to know what he was saying. "It’s quite simple," he said to me. "Before anyone ever found out I made a mistake, I would fix it. Well, everybody already knows about your mistake now. The only option left for you is to fix it. Do something so amazing that nobody even remembers the mistake you made before, and it is completely buried by what you did next."

Her face, though pale and strained, held a serene beauty. I regretted my impulsiveness. I had wanted to bond with her as soon as possible. But I had been blind to her need for time and space to heal. She needed to feel safe and comfortable around me. I had to earn her trust, not demand it. I had to be patient and understanding, showing her through my actions that I was different from Caleb.

“I know I don’t deserve it, but I believe in second chances.” I crossed my arms and turned away from him, leaning on the balustrade, my gaze pinned on the door. “Look,” he continued. “I’m not going to give you that crap of we all make mistakes. I made a mistake, and I sure as hell acknowledge it, but we can’t let one mistake determine the trajectory of our lives forever.” “It’s amazing how we make mistakes in the moment and we don’t realize it’s a mistake until later in time,” I looked at him. “Don’t you think it’s absurd.”

I added, "I thought this necklace came as a pair. So, where's the other one?" I already knew the answer, of course. I just wanted to see how Rowan would react when the truth caught up to him. He awkwardly patted his pocket and offered a clumsy excuse. "Maybe the staff member forgot to include it. I'll make sure to give them a talking-to." Even then, I didn't call him out. I simply turned toward the window and watched the trees blur past as the car sped down the road. … When we pulled up in front of my place, I stepped out and said, "Thanks, Rowan."

“Then talk me to sleep.” I blinked. “What?” He didn’t answer right away, just adjusted slightly, his shoulder brushing mine. “Keep talking,” he murmured. “It’s calming.” I laughed, “Wow, that’s new, my boss uses me as his lullaby.” “If it works, I won’t complain.” I thought for a second, then said softly, “Do you know why people make mistakes, even when they know better?” He hummed a quiet sound but didn’t move. “Humans are emotional.”

I went to work like I always did but I was barely functioning. My head was so out of that that I made lots of mistakes and fucked up countless times. The people under me became confused because usually, I was Mr. Perfect, always getting the work done, never making a single mistake. But that was a front I put on to get by. Truth be told, I made countless mistakes every day. I get documents wrong and sign the wrong things, but I always get it fixed before anybody would notice.

He died the day he got his memory back. The Alpha King Eric of today was worlds away from me. He was the moon in the sky, and I was just worthless dust. He was a big shot in the business world, while I was just a little pebble he’d once stepped on, easily kicked aside. Just like a firefly can never compare to the moon, he was destined to be with an Alpha who shone just as brightly. If that was the case, why make myself miserable? Why be a stumbling block in his path? It was better to let go. Let him go, and let myself go too.

I have been trying to update while still sick and writing when I get a chance and even like that people are rude about a mistake. I get it shouldn't happen but I am only human. Because people can't tolerate any mistakes this book won't be updated anymore until I am completely recovered so mistakes are not made again. Stay Safe Love Peyton

They keep rerouting or want you to drive on a road that does not exist. Ah, I am neither. I am good with directions. Well, with that statement I have confirmed we are going to get lost. Why's that? That's what all men say before realizing how screwed they are. I am sorry, I don't understand. Can you please restate that? No, Siri. Who's Siri? . . . Forget it . . . Who is Siri though?

Realizing that his emotions were out of control, Theodore immediately took a deep breath and said, "I did what I did. Stop making excuses for me. I'm not a good man." Aurora clenched her fists, tears streaming down her face. "Even if you really did all that, you know now that it was wrong!" Theodore let out a cold snort. "So what if I know it was wrong? It doesn't matter anymore." "Doesn't matter?" Aurora repeated. "Mr. Spencer, everyone in this world makes mistakes. People have flaws; no one can do everything perfectly. But as long as you recognize your mistakes and correct them, there's still time to make things right."