Novel & Cerita Her Sweetest Mistake

“I said a lot of things that night, including how you were the sweetest thing I had ever had. Of course, all of that was a lie. Surely, you didn’t think I was actually telling the truth?” He shook his head. “Will it kill you to be sweet just once? I mean, you’re asking to fuck me, can’t you conjure up any iota of sweetness?” I chuckled as I undid my zip. “You’ll get sweetness from Ivy, not from me. Sweetness doesn’t get you anything. Instead, it gets you played, it ruins you…”

She sadly confessed as a gloomy smile pasted on her face. “I thought you felt the same way. I thought you did it on your own volition. That you also love me and that you have already accepted me as your mate. But I was wrong. I was very wrong.” Shahara shook her head disappointedly and immediately passed beside him as her precious tears streamed down her pale face. Then she halted, their backs facing each other. She swallowed roughly as she swiftly wiped away her tears. “But you know what? I am wide awake now. I would try to erase this mark; no, I would find a way to remove this from me. So, if you think I’m your biggest mistake – then, I believe you were my sweetest nightmare…”

“Of course, I do. why would you ask me that, sweetie? It is because of that woman? I am just trying to prevent you from making the worst mistake of your life.” “What the fucking hell are you talking about? what mistake are you talking about when she is the best thing that has ever happened to me? My heart beats for her and I don’t remember feeling like this for any other woman. So, how can you say that she is the worst mistake of my life?” Jack yelled. “We are not going to get anywhere with that attitude of yours. If you don’t feel well, then you can leave. We can always talk another day.”

Her smile was radiant as she turned toward me. “Now we can start making her pay for what she has done.” Misty threw her arms around me, hugging me closely. Sighing, I wrapped her in my arms and breathed in the intoxicating scent of hers. Peaches and sage. As much as I hated this plan, I would kill for this girl. It didn’t matter how sweet Stormie was. Putting a smile on Misty’s face was the most important thing to me. Perhaps after I do her bidding, Misty will see how much I truly love her and give us another chance.

I have never met a sweetest person and now I was starting to feel bad for all the nervousness I felt around him. I had one day to improve my reaction to him and tell myself there was no need for me to be nervous. He just proved me today, that he had no intention of hurting me. Just at that time Sidney bounced to the table with three pieces of chocolate cake in her hands and with her normal “sweet” smile. I say it like that because it was fake as sugar free sweets were. She was my little devil, but I loved her just the way she was. The rest of the afternoon we spend with Malcolm, and it was strangely doing miracles to my nervousness. He was kind and sweet and made sure to include Sidney in ev

Killian pouted. "What Why?" "Please, please, please! I already chose the song for us!" "What song?" "We Don't Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez," Killian smiled. "Okay, so I should sing Selena’s part?” Juliette asked. "Yup. Your voice is sweeter than mine." Killian smirked. "Smooth like a snake," Juliette rolled her eyes. "Okay, but just this time. It's your channel category, not mine. You decided you wanted to sing on YouTube,"

"How can you tell?" "Because she's not listening to her instincts. She's letting other people's opinions cloud her judgment." Luna popped the chocolate in her mouth, savoring the dark sweetness. "Trust me, I'm an expert on making romantic mistakes." "Present company excluded, I hope." She tilted her head to look at him, noting the teasing smile that made her heart flip. "You weren't a mistake. You were... an unexpected blessing." "I'll take it." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Though I'm still not sure I deserve—"

I repeated incredulously. “I was efficient.” “You were emotionally constipated.” He huffed a laugh. “Probably.” The crystal shimmered gently, as if responding to our voices. He pulled back just enough to look at me fully. “You were chaos,” he said. “I still am.” “Yes.” His gaze softened. “But you were my best mistake,” he whispered. My breath caught. The words sank slowly, heavy and warm. Best mistake. I let out a shaky laugh that dissolved into another wave of tears.

Why is he suddenly asking me to choose colors for these items without any explanation? After thinking briefly, Mitch concluded that Douglass must have sent the message to him by mistake. After all, Mitch and Douglass were no longer the type of people who exchanged such casual messages. ...But if it really was sent by mistake, who was it originally meant for? The woman who was supposedly Douglass's fiancée, whom he had seen at the gathering, briefly crossed Mitch's mind. Although he had already heard that the two weren't particularly close despite being engaged, uncomfortable thoughts kept surfacing. Even though he knew nothing would change even if he felt uncomfortable...

She stepped forward and grabbed my hand dramatically. “Sabrina,” she breathed, “I’m so sorry if you got the wrong idea. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way, please don’t leave.” Her eyes shimmered. Fake. Fake. Fake. She leaned closer, her nails digging lightly into my hand, and whispered so only I could hear: “Actually, I’d be delighted if you pack your shit and go.” Her breath smelled like strawberries and lies. I yanked my hand away so fast her eyes widened.