Fell In Love With Wrong Person Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, I can't do this speech and it was going really bad anyways... I just want to— I have to make a confession. I want to confess that I'm a liar, I was a shitty person, a shitty friend to the one person who would always have my back no matter what. I betrayed your trust, your love, I betrayed you. And I'm so sorry. I cannot express enough how much I have missed you since the day you said you were done with me. I'm so sorry for all the things I did and I can't tell you how much I love you. I don't care anymore. But I want to tell you guys that I fell in love in this place, I fell in love a little when I watched this person walk in the hallways with that huge radiant smile, always smil

But she stopped me. "Sometimes when we do the right thing in the wrong way. It's counted wrong." And I tilted my head once again to listen to her story. In a way she was right. The way we do things plays a major role in our lives. Every right thing that was done in a wrong way also counted wrong. "What did he do?" I asked her. "It was not him but me who fell his love with him first." Her voice was trembling while doing this newly found confession. "I always thought it was him. By whatever little I have seen both of you. But you seemed a little cold towards him." I kept my voice low.

her eyes were red and wet, her head was spinning, her heart burning. Declan walked over and kneeled in front of her. He was the most hated person in the lives of the two women he loves. "I never planned to fall in love with you, but I did ... this is hard for me as it is for you ... but we are in the wrong here ... we have to make this right."

She gulped down are drink and said "I'm falling in love for a man that is wrong for him. I don't want to become a bad person but I can't help my feelings towards him" "Is he someone that I know?" She shrugged and pushed her cup to the barman "Refill" "Who is he ?" I asked again "That isn't the point right now. The point is "me falling for him is wrong" "I don't know what to say. But if you think that you falling for him is wrong then, stop falling for him" Cynthia sighed heavily and looked at me "I'm lost" "I'm here for you" "What about Maxwell?" She asked and changed the topic

How many times do I have to say I love you to the wrong person? How many tears do I have to waste crying for the wrong person? It is true when they said falling in love is easy but staying in love with that person is difficult. It’s hard to stay in love in one person who keeps doing you wrong. It’s hard to fall deeper for someone who’s hurting you and killing you little by little. I can’t do suicide. I can’t stay in a relationship full of wrongs and pains.

I breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the couch, tears streaming down my face. My heart was broken. I couldn't believe him. He didn't really love me. Why would he? He was just messing with me. And I fell for it. How could I be so stupid? Why couldn't he just leave me alone? Why did he have to play with my feelings? I was a fool for believing him. I was an idiot for falling for him. Why did I have to fall in love with the wrong man? It was my mistake. I should have known that the Salvatore men are a hard nut to crack. Avelina's trauma should have been proof enough.

“I know you, Dahlia.” The words die in my throat, because as funny as it may sound, I can't deny it anymore. No matter how much I want to and how badly I wish I could rip him out of my chest and throw him away. Fuck it. Yeah… I've fallen in love with the wrong man again. And maybe Sunny is right. Maybe there really is something wrong with me, because every single time I give someone my heart, they crush it in their fists and leave me bleeding around their feet.

Introduction “I hate you,” I choked out as he sank deep, teeth scraping over my nipple. “Liar,” Kai growled, fist tightening in my hair as he drove harder. “Your cunt is soaking for the guy who used to make you cry, freckles. Say you’re mine.” “Never…this is all pretend. We’re pretending,” I trembled even as my body arched into him. “Then you won’t mind if I ruin you completely.” He pulled out, leaving me empty and desperate. “Ruin me. Break me. But I’ll never belong to you.” Kai’s dark chuckle vibrated against my throat as he slammed back in. “Good. I live for a challenge.” .... Elara has spent years quietly loving her best friend, Elias—the golden, easy-going one

I looked down at my phone which had a wallpaper of Josef and I. I sighed. “I just hope you will heal enough to fall in love again and you won’t screw it up as I did.” I whispered. Her eyes fell to my phone. “Oh Hazel. I had no idea you were going through it too. I feel so selfish.” She inched closer to me and I scoffed lightly. “Loving the wrong person is easy, I think it’s loving the right person that's the hardest.” A deep exhale left my lips and Giselle squeezed my hands. “Can you stay for a little while longer?” She said and I nodded.

I thought about how easily he narrated the world around him, how effortlessly he'd once made me believe his version of things over the evidence of my own eyes. I stood there for a moment, feeling the shape of it settle into place. He hadn't just refused to understand why I left. He'd taken the whole story and rewritten it into something smaller, softer, easier to survive — a woman overreacting, a relationship on pause, an inevitable return he was simply waiting out. Somewhere in that rewritten version, I imagined, the kiss outside the restaurant probably featured as proof he'd been right all along. I understood, with a clarity that felt almost violent, that walking away once wasn't going to