Happy Mistake Novels & Stories

How easily a single word could destroy everything. I’d lived through it three years ago. My breath immediately shuddered. This wasn’t just a mistake. It was a disaster. I barely noticed stepping out into the night, the cold air biting at my skin or the time skip, barely noticed hailing a cab. My head was still spinning. My fingers were numb as I fumbled with my new phone tightly. I typed out a message, my fingers trembling. < I’m sorry Malcolm. I was really drunk and went to the wrong room. Can we take it as nothing happened?>

I was just a stranger to her, but I knew she loved me. Is very hard to have this conclusion in your mind. That you lost the jackpot and now you will not find somebody like anymore. "I'm sorry Crystal." My words go out of my mouth, and I can hear her breath accelerating, and now she was looking into my eyes, concerned and full of worrying feelings. In the end, she was the only one who waited for me so long, with so much patience, and I was the one who fucked up everything big style, now I'm looking into her beautiful blue eyes, like a big and calm ocean, and I want to go and throw myself from a building because I don't deserve any of her kindness.

“But I deserve a second chance in life and in love. You asked for the truth right? Now that you have heard everything from me and what I have been going through, you can handle this. You are grown and I don’t have to take care of your feelings anymore. I am tired of keeping my past secrets to my children and my loved ones.” [so I made a mistake in my previous chapters guys. I typed ‘multiple personality disorder’ instead of ‘schizophrenia’. I have typed it as schizophrenia in my early chapters. but i made the mistake and typed multiple personality disorder. I have asked the editor to change it. So please don’t mind the mistake I made]

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen. Are you okay? I was just trying to have a little fun. I didn't think it would fly that far." Lily turned around, glaring at her loudly shouting, "You little bitch. You hit me on purpose! What are you even doing here?" Ada squeezed out tears, saying, "I'm so sorry," clasping her hands together in prayer. "I'm just a student on spring break here, trying to have fun. Please don't make things hard for me." As soon as Ada appeared with her frantic shouts, she caught the attention of other people, and her pitiful demeanor made them feel uncomfortable. She was immediately assisted by an approaching gentleman who appeared to be an acquaintance of

“I made her suffer more than anyone should. I didn’t realize the full extent of the damage I caused until she was gone.” “We all make mistakes,” Diana offered gently. “But this wasn’t just a mistake. I hurt her deliberately. You’re too young to understand,” he said with a bittersweet smile. “Too young?” Diana replied, raising an eyebrow. “Look at me. I’m young, but here I am, living in a foreign country, surrounded by people I don’t know, speaking a new language, and taking responsibility for myself. Maybe I am young, but one thing I know for sure—no one’s too young or too old to make mistakes.”

They push Ava to me and I did a wrong thing that I was going to regret forever. I cheated on her! but it was a accident. A stupid accident. I was totally drunk and when I saw Ava, I saw her, I saw Bettina. And that's where I made a mistake. I woke up lying on the bed with Ava completely naked. I talked her to forget about what happen and this was a honest mistake. But Ava is not a easy person I underestimate her. She posted our picture and tag it to me so Bettina will saw it. I never had any romantic relationships with her and she knew that I was being kind to her. But she misunderstood it and thought I like her too..

The rumors were true—you're just a gold digger. His words landed like a punch in the gut. My heart sank as a sick knot tightened in my stomach. Despite the fact that I had done nothing wrong, I felt guilty. I had only made one mistake, and it had left an indelible mark on my life. I’d been framed. Everything I had worked for, every effort to clear my name, suddenly seemed pointless. That single incident had left a permanent mark. “I—fine. "I'm sorry," I said quietly, closing my eyes to keep the tears from falling. That was all I could manage. "I didn't mean to seduce you or manipulate anyone. I just needed help."

She is an adorable young woman, not to mention a very smart girl. I sigh as I remember that misstep at the police station. It’s been a month since then. I didn’t dare to call that Liam Chapman again. My plan failed to make that bitch-Hilda feel what she’s done to me—if only her husband is half as good-looking as Liam, then maybe–

He said making me scoff. "Mari bhul hu paidi. Mari bhul mane laigu. Mari bhul hu office gai. Mari bhul hu keva nu bhuli gai. Mari bhul ke mane dukhe. Badhi mari bhul bas khush." I said glaring at him as he shook his head. ( My mistake that I fell down. My mistake that I got hurt. My mistake that I went to office. My mistake that I forgot to tell you. My mistake that I'm in pain. Everything is my mistake- now happy. )

She looked shocked, which implied that she was hearing about what the woman had gone through for the first time. I could feel the pain in Pamela's voice, so I got to my feet and hugged her. "Making a mistake is OK. What is unacceptable is how people constantly judge us for those mistakes. We will always make mistakes, but the best part of making those mistakes is learning from them." I whispered. I showed them my wrist, and the brand was still fresh on it. "If I could go back in time, I know I wouldn't have done anything differently. I think I'm still going to cheat, and even if I didn't, I'd still dump the man I was to marry at the altar because I know his true colors."