Fatal Flaws Book Novels & Stories

--- Flashback Kent called his business partner and childhood friend for a drink. He felt wasted and his head jumbled with many negative thoughts and his conscience is attacking him so he needed to sober up. The liquor is the key to forget everything about Lucy. He's not yet ready to leave her. Not with this arrangement. This godamn proposal made by his wife Eloisa was absurd but what else can he do? He's like her toy ready to bark if she ordered him to bark. He arrived early at the bar where he found Lucy. He could still recall her silly face when she leans her face on the table. She's drunk that night and he took advantage of it.

He nodded me to the messy floor before walking upstairs. I took a moment gathering and counting the snack packs littered on the floor. I counted seven. Seven packets of cookies? How come? I barely finished a pack before. How in God’s name did I swallow seven packs of jumbo sized cookies?” My Dad was right about one thing – it’s easier for me to point fingers at someone else than be accountable. Sometimes , I look myself in the mirror and admit that I screwed up. It takes a delicate balance of strength and vulnerability to admit that I am the creator of my own problems. I was always angry at my Dad for not being home very often, or my mom for leaving…

“Which is?” “That flaw wasn’t in the drone’s code. It was in the system. A system that valued profit over his ethics. His failure wasn’t missing the flaw; it was failing to build a structure where the flaw couldn’t be ignored. He fought a battle alone against an army of shareholders.” Sabatine’s gaze was relentless. “You are not alone, Anton. You’re in a bunker with a cynical ex-spook and a driver who could probably kill a man with this mug. We see you. We see the signs you missed. And we’re still here.”

"You always make a mistake. And every damn time, I'm the one who gets burned for it. Every time, you act like whatever you say, whatever you think, is the only thing that matters. You never stop to listen, never care about anyone else’s opinion. You're selfish. A coward. A self-centered, stupid asshole." I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of her—vanilla and heartbreak. "I know," I whispered, nuzzling into her hair. "I know I keep messing up. I know I hurt you. Over and over again. I act before I think. I do things I shouldn’t. I lose control when I should be calm. I—" My voice caught, thick with guilt. "I am flawed, Evelyn. And I’ve hurt you in ways I can never take back." I felt her body

“You think I don’t know that you purposely blamed your miscarriage on Arla, don’t you? You won’t escape punishment here, and she won’t let you off the hook either!” Rebecca’s face fell. I was not that happy to see them fight amongst themselves. Although I had sought justice for myself, I was dead. Their shameful pretense of love had been exposed before me. It was pathetic, but I was heartbroken. My spirit had been through the wringer. I could see that I would soon disappear from this world. I could not waste a second longer. With that in mind, I pushed myself to fly toward my daughter. She blinked and stared at me curiously. Then, she grinned.

he suddenly asked her. “My life is completed. Who said that a bad decision can change one’s life completely?” She hugged them both. “Who said that one day your will stop with your dumb ideas?” He joked and she hit his chest. “I didn’t even need alcohol to be dumb.” They both burst into laughter. “I accept your flaws, even your flawed resolutions.”

She pressed her cracked lips together. Disgusting. You're disgusting. She thought to herself. Rowena felt like crying. She wanted to cry. But the tears didn't come. A part of her thought she had no right to cry. There was only an insurmountable amount of self-loathing. Heat coursed through her face and body yet again. She turned off the faucet and moved towards the small shower area. Without undressing, she opened the shower head and stood underneath it. The cool water tapping against her body gave a sense of comfort. Not long after, her black shirt began to hug her body. The sensation wasn't strong enough. Rowena wrapped her weak arms around her torso. She wanted nothing to be embraced, to

I sat down and thought of the first thing that came to my mind which was how I felt about myself right now. " I 've got lots of flaws I'm not perfect, I'm so imperect I make so many mistakes 'cause I'ma different human. I'm jealous I'm emotional I break rules I'm human after all I always feel I'm not living right I'm very conscious At every level of my life I've got a devil I've learnt not to trust no one Many timesI just want to shout it out loud to the world how it hurts to be human I've made stupid decisions, heart aching mistake and have irreversable regrets

Not because of what he did but because he was here and wanting to fix it. It took courage to own up to our mistakes. I still fucking hated admitting my faults and weaknesses. I could say it was an Alpha thing, but it was just really a human thing. Humanity was flawed, but those imperfections were the blueprints of success. We fall, we break, we get back up, and we try again. ‘Psst,’ Elle’s voice floated down the family link. ‘Psst.’ ‘Psst right back at you. What’s up?’ ‘Congrats on your newest accomplice. He’ll be extremely helpful in the future, but you should have your winged beauty apply a Crutzi rune to him. If you’ll excuse me, I have two spawns of hell that just woke up.’

I stood there in the quiet corner of the park, the cool evening grass tickling my bare ankles under my short white sundress, my heart pounding with years of bottled-up frustration. The phone felt hot against my ear as I poured everything out to Mia, my voice shaky and raw. “Mia, I swear to God, something’s broken inside me. I’ve never climaxed during sex. Not once. Not with Jake, not with anyone. Every time he pushes inside me, it’s just… friction. Empty, disappointing friction. I get so close when I touch myself, but the second a dick is in my pussy, it’s like my body betrays me. Am I defective? Is my cunt just wired wrong? I’m so fucking frustrated I could scream. Two years with him and I