Happy Mistake Novels & Stories

I was blindsided by anger, humiliation and I was just plain stupid. I took my hand to my face. It wasn’t one of my best moments. Lucy’s lies kept unraveling as the weeks went on. All that I thought to be true wasn’t. What if this whole alleged affair was one of Lucy’s machinations? I almost felt like throwing up at the thought. If it really did turn out to be one of Lucy’s plot, then there is no doubt about it. I made the greatest mistake of my life. I felt the presence of a sick pit in my stomach, I reached for my phone. I scrolled through my contacts until I found the name I was looking for. Jerry.

I whispered in disbelief. “It was a mistake.” I laughed bitterly through my tears. “A mistake?” “Yes.” “No.” I shook my head violently. “A mistake is accidentally putting salt instead of sugar into tea. A mistake is forgetting the flowers at the ceremony because you were nervous. A mistake is saying the wrong thing during an argument and regretting it afterward.” My chest tightened painfully as I stared at him. “But this?” My voice cracked. “This wasn’t a mistake, Roth. You didn’t accidentally fall into bed with her.”

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.

I take my time, watching her and wondering what would happen if someone hit her beautiful face, her high cheekbones and curly hair, I shake my head to remove the picture from my head and plead for forgiveness. "I'm not at fault because, wallah, I do not deserve any of the things that happened to me. I'm a victim of someone's inability to get the memo that my mother who was married to her husband is dead and I have no idea what I am." I feel tears running down my cheeks. I swipe at the tears and cover my face with my palms and sob into the comfort of my soft palms.

Selena said. I paid no heed to her words. Taking one more step toward Stephen who was now pinning his back against the wall, with my eyes fully trained on the man in the most deadly way, I said, “Two people died because of your stupid mistake. Oh wait… it was your boss that made the mistake.” The image of the fem-man that had me kidnapped flashed in my head. “I guess I shouldn’t be having this conversation with you.” Surprisingly, my anger had reduced. Perhaps a part of me decided to store my fury till the day I get to meet the leader of The Pretties again.

She didn’t notice the look of disappointment on Martin’s face. Grace was careful to scrub and clean herself well in order to get rid of Martin's scent. If Chris discovered that she had been having an affair with Martin, he would put an end to his life, despite the fact that he was to blame for the fact that she cheated in the first place. He was a hypocrite; he was able to hump those omegas because he could have simply claimed that they were merely his mistresses.

Michael asked no one. "Every time I wake up, there isn't a day where I don't feel regret." said Michael between sobs as he tilted his head up, He took a deep breath before continuing, "And every time I sleep, I'm always haunted by that memory. Memories of that night, Diana, the night you died" "Every day, I ask myself. Why? What did I think to make such a fatal mistake, Diana. I admit that I am a jerk for daring to do all of that to you, Diana.

Just like I promised, I shared Eric's and Steve money to all the ladies that destroyed their lifes. As for Scarlett, well.. she's currently thanking her stars she didn't fall for his trap. She asked Anna for forgiveness, and although they aren't close but Anna has forgiven her. The both of them are just cool, but definitely not friends. I smiled staring at the sky, in this life I and my family have all made mistakes. The slight bad mistakes, and the really bad ones. But I think the main thing here, is that we have all learnt from all our mistakes.

“Sera, I didn’t expect you to come so far away to work. You must feel lonely by yourself, right?” I walked right past him, but Mark caught up again. “I admit I’ve made mistakes before, but I’m clear-headed now. Angela is a fraud. I nearly lost someone as good as you because of her! Sera, look, I came all this way to make it up to you. Come home with me, will you?” I shot him a look of disgust. “Mark, don’t be pathetic.” His tone turned pleading. “I just... I just want to make it up to you...”