Forgive Me Sasuke Novels & Stories

But now that money was all I cared about, something about it made her deeply uncomfortable. In the end, I got the car. But Sarah's face stayed sour. My mother looked at me with a mix of annoyance and contempt, like she was thinking, 'See? This is why you'll never be classy.' I didn't give any of them a second thought. I just turned to leave. And then Lucas hugged me from behind. "I forgive you, Jason," he said, playing the part of the loving little brother. Before I could even react, he collapsed onto the floor. His face twisted with fake terror as he looked up at me.

And I knew then—if I didn’t leave now, I’d do something I couldn’t confess away. I turned on my heel and stormed back into the church, ignoring the voices behind me, ignoring the prayers still echoing faintly off the walls. I sat in the first pew, gripping the edge until my knuckles whitened. “Forgive me,” I muttered under my breath. “Forgive me, because I don’t know how much longer I can fight this.” But when I closed my eyes, it wasn’t forgiveness I saw. It was Ezra’s smile. And the sound of his laugh still burned in my ears.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

No matter what I did, I could never reach his heart. I never understood why he'd saved me from drowning back then if he didn't like me. After we had been reborn, we owed each other nothing. So why was he so intent on humiliating me in public again? I brushed his hand off and straightened my sleeve before looking up at him. "We've barely met a few times, so there's no old times' sake to speak of, Mr. Kaine. I can't afford your kind favor." Lester's expression darkened. He clearly didn't expect my rejection. He leaned close, and his voice dropped to a harsh whisper.

"I'm sorry for punching you. I just had to do it." It made Sasha look up at Steff. Someone actually apologized to her so it made her stand and stare for a moment. "It's no big deal," she muttered. Still, Steff was feeling bad but she can't let anybody else see them so she sighed and went on with her duty. Someday she'll learn how to defy Arya and by then, she'll apologize sincerely to Sasha. Eustone was waiting for Sasha at the gate when Arya came to him. If he wasn't nice, he would've told her off already. She was annoying like a bee to him more than an angel.

"She apologized to me and I have forgiven her. So please can we all go back to how we were before Sasuke arrived? No more." "Alright, if Ishida can forgive her, who are we not to?" "I'm with whatever you think is good." "How nice and sincere of you." "Mari, better cherish this friendship, because if I were the one, I would not have forgiven you," Sachi spoke up. "If I had not forgiven you, I wouldn't have remained friends with you." "Thanks, Sakiko, I am sorry everyone. Sasuke, I am sorry as well to you." "Sasuke!" Sakiko tensed up when she heard Mari mentioning his name. Slowly she turned her head to the side, where Mark's gaze was and saw him standing there, far from the other students.

"You want me to just forget everything?" Kane’s face crumpled, but he nodded. "I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But please… I couldn’t lose Sage. I just wanted to hurt Ryker. I was selfish. I was wrong. So wrong. I understand if you want to punish me, or even exile me. But please… don't punish Sage. He tried to stop it."

“Then submit it by fifteen minutes to eleven. If you can’t handle the work, you’re free to quit. Nobody is forcing you to stay.” I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to keep from saying something worse. Fine. If he wanted to play this game, I could play it too. I turned toward the door, my hand already on the handle, when his voice stopped me again. “The girl you thought I was assaulting that night…” I froze. My fingers tightened around the handle as I slowly turned back to face him. He was watching me carefully now, his expression unreadable. “…She was my cousin.” My mind went blank for a second. “What?”

"You just called, didn't you?" I frowned again and looked outside the window. The sky had completely gone dark outside, spreading the moonlight over the backyard. "Yes." "Ava–" "What? You weren't expecting me to find out that Charlotte's in your room?" I sounded strange. I felt hurt. "You know what? I wasn't expecting that either." He was silent for a short while. "I'm sorry." "Why are you even apologizing?" I found myself asking. There wasn't anything to apologize for. Everything was fine, wasn't it?

I know she’d be giving me that pathetic look, anyway. “He’s a nice bloke, Sasha.” “He tried to kill me.” At least, that’s what Damon said. “You need to get out there,” Finally, I look up. She has that pathetic look, just as I predicted. And it finally dawns on me. This whole time, she was just trying to fix me up with someone who wasn’t Bertrand. Does she really think I’m so wounded and desperate to run back to an emaciated predator? Him and what army?