Fatal Flaws Book Novels & Stories

I’m not even eighteen yet! “Sure, sure. Oh, here’s a book I found about Wierxia and Rinovea’s history together. You can read that for a while,” he suggested and pointed at the book he brought. I nodded and grabbed the book while Dad excused himself. I guess I don’t have anything else to do, might as well just read this book. I guess I can say I already know most of the things here, since we are close with the Wilhems, but what I really wanted to learn more about is the terrorist attack that happened years ago. It just baffles me how Brylle could get easily taken in the middle of a well-guarded palace, unless it was really planned and someone was working from the inside. The chapter was writt

Because, he was the one who committed them, so who would know them better than himself? He sighed and asked her to continue reading. Next card read: You know, I thought I'm the best. That I'm unbeatable... Next card: That there's nothing I can't do. Next card: I've started to believe that I'm perfect. Next card: I thought I've mastered the art of perfection. Next card: But I only had an inflated sense of myself. Guess, I'm not that perfect. Next card: In fact, I'm one extremely flawed human being.

“I promised myself then I would never let that happen again. I stayed in the shadows all these years. I hid in the old bunkers, I monitored every test, every transfer, every change. I kept the system exactly as we first designed it. I kept it safe. Or so I thought until you two showed me what the flaw really was.” “You did not keep it safe,” Elara said softly, her eyes glistening. “You kept it stagnant. And stagnation is just another kind of failure. The flaw we fixed today was there because you refused to look at it. Because you insisted one single pattern fits every situation, every person, every new discovery. You protected the shell and let the heart rot.”

I didn't call on the Red Blood. I opened my heart. I projected every moment of my life—not the victories, but the **Flaws**. I showed her the time I failed to protect my pack. I showed her the time I almost gave up in the Labyrinth. I showed her the messy, painful, beautiful imperfection of being alive. "Founder!" I yelled. "Look at it! It's not perfect! It's better!"

Empires do not fall in a single moment. --- They don’t collapse with one strike— --- One failure— --- One mistake. --- They fall slowly. --- From within. --- Cracks forming long before anyone sees them. --- And by the time it becomes visible— --- It is already too late. --- The system trembled. --- Not violently. --- Not completely. --- But enough. --- Enough for the first fracture to show. --- Elena felt it ripple beneath her feet— ---

“you had better not flatter yourself nor get ahead of yourself either. You won’t even be able to control yourself much more control any darn thing. And most especially not him, nobody controls Salvatore.” He didn’t like women with opinions. He liked silence. He liked obedience. He liked brainless porcelain. And Sapphire? Sapphire was fire. Sharp. Reckless. The kind of woman who’d slit your throat mid-kiss. She lowered her eyes. Played with the oversized rock on her finger like she needed something to do with her hands. The ring didn’t suit her. None of this did. She looked like a doll in the wrong box. A queen trapped in a cheap glass castle. And I really wish that she knew it.

Her heart feels very heavy when she remembers all the mistakes and deeds that have been done to the people around her. “One by one people came to me, still accepting the bad me. It was then I realized that I was not alone. I'm the one who made this distance, I'm so ashamed of everything I've done.” “I deserve all of this! I'm cruel! You deserve someone much better than me. I—" "Bella, listen to me." Alec held Bella's hands together, feeling warm. Bella lifted her head to look at him. Someone who Bella loves very much, she believes, wants to rely on for a long time but she can't do it. Someone who once loved and trusted her asked Bella to rely on him.

He pulled me close and vowed, "I'll love you for the rest of my life, Evelyn. I'll never see you as less." I really did believe him back then. At 25, he wins the pack war again and emerges as the strongest Alpha. But he turns our mate bond into a joke. At the celebration dinner, during a thoughtless game of Truth or Dare with his secretary, Mia Sadler, he speaks across the mind-link to everyone. "Evelyn, you're painfully dull. You're not the least bit appealing, your scent is thin, and you can't even bear a pup. You're just dead weight. I wish you'd never been saved back then. I wish you'd died."

By the time I was thirty-two, I had already made the billionaire list. Joel, having performed well in prison, was released early. He said he wanted to see me one last time. I agreed. In the coffee shop downstairs from my company, he looked weathered and hesitant as he asked, “If there’s a next life, if I don’t say those things… Will we still have a chance to be together?” I looked down and took a sip of my latte. Then, expressionless, I told him, “People’s inherent flaws are in their bones. Sooner or later, they will surface. Asking this is meaningless.”

I cried even though the rain drenched the tears before they could reach my face and I called out my sister’s name in the rain like a mad woman hoping she will hear me and answer my cries, that I’m sorry for everything. In your heart is embedded the invisible pains In your heart are invisible scars Ones you can never get rid off But scars aren’t signs of weakness, It’s a proof that you were stronger than what could have killed you, That you, yes you, are powerful More than your pain. ///////////// Hi everyone, this is Alphabetical B. I just want to say a big thank you for giving this book a shot till this chapter. It really means the world to me. Kindly check out my other books: The CEO’s sec