Mistake Lover Novels & Stories

From those moments, I instilled in my mind and heart that he was the prince for me. I'm the most selfish person because I only wanted him for me and he is the most selfless person for he would do anything for all my whims. It was his actions that brought so much joy to me. But love is not as easy as a,b,c because you wouldn't be sure if that person you love, loved you the same way. It was only fairy tales and movies that made us believe though. Our journey to marriage taught me so many important things in life. Love is not all one thing. We make mistakes, we fail with our assumptions, communications, our emotions change from one moment to another and there are difficulties and apologies as w

I lost the love of my life, and I had no one else to blame but myself. A single mistake was all it took for me to lose the love of my life. One mistake and our relationship went up in smoke. I was so close to getting her back, but there's nothing that could be done to fix this now. It was far too late for apologies. I singlehandedly ruined my one chance at happiness. And for what? A position and a building contract that I never even cared for anymore. What have I done?

I looked up at his face to see that he wasn't kidding. "Well people don't always get what they want." I said fixing my gaze on the floor . I can't believe I wanted him so bad that I'd go to Tyler and pretend to be his girlfriend. God, I feel so stupid. Jeremy turned my head gently so that I was facing him. He stated at me deeply in the eye for a second before he started moving his head towards me. His head got closer and I panicked. I just froze. And he kissed me. It was only for about two seconds before I pulled away.

He told them and intended to leave the room. "That's it? That's all you had to say, and I thought you were going to kill me," Angel said he turned and looked at me with a devilish smile on his face. "I can't say that this idea didn't cross my mind but sometimes you have to change plans," he said and winked at her. "Make yourself at home my love," he said and walked out of the room. "I'm not your lover, and I never will be," Angel said loudly.

him slowly hissing as she sinks down onto him earing a deep sigh from them both. He lifts his hand and touches her faces God baby I have missed you so much. oh really like you didn't do this with anyone. No not one just been waiting to be able to come back to you. what about you he ask as he kisses her neck. well I ahhh he stops and looks at her you uh what. who who do I have to kill for touching what's mine. you promised when I left you wait for me. Well you didn't say you be gone 7 years a mean a woman has needs. A woman what about me my hand has been my best friend every night waiting to come back to you and you went a fucked what some Bata or something. Hey now I didn't say that you did

my tears couldn’t hold back anymore. “Like I said, that was obvious,” “It’s a long history, everybody makes mistakes,” “Mistakes, what do you mean by that?” I frowned, the tension between us only severely multiplied. He grunted and stood up from his seat and walked toward me, I braced up myself, he kneeled, “She was a mistake, love, you’re my reality, the one I’m really obsessed with,” he tugged back a strand of my hair, “Was she your girlfriend?” As much as I hated to ask this question but I wanted to know the truth,

"What do you mean? Are you saying I’m the one who’s done wrong here?" Mark sighed in frustration, turned back, and walked toward her, his piercing gaze meeting hers. They stood close, their eyes locked. "I know you sent naked photos of yourself to your sister’s fiancé, even though you knew your sister was about to marry Liam. What kind of sister does that?"

Her breath mixed with his, her fingers curling slightly at her sides as the tension snapped tight between them. And this time— He didn’t stop. His lips met hers. Not soft. Not careful. It was controlled at first — like everything else about him — but it didn’t stay that way. Because Elena didn’t pull back. She kissed him back. And that was the mistake. Or maybe the breaking point. His grip tightened slightly, pulling her closer as the restraint he’d been holding onto finally cracked. The kiss deepened — not rushed, not messy — just intense, like everything they hadn’t said was suddenly spilling out all at once.

The spell was broken, and I could not explain what had happened and he looked confused too as he moved back. “I – I’m sorry I don’t why..We... I am, ” he looked flustered. “No, don’t be it’s all my fault,” I bit my lip looking down. “Don’t be sorry I should be sorry. I’m sorry for everything.” He moved back into my space looking at me before he did it again. He kissed me this time with force and urgency and I allowed him again. The fool me once fool me twice saying was not working because the kiss was a mixture of fear, confusion, and sympathy all wrapped in one.

"Getting slapped would hurt less than accepting that check. I was tempted to tear it up several times because I knew that if I accepted the money, I would be admitting that I was the mistress." Everyone was stunned by my words. Dad's lips trembled as he murmured, "Luna…" I inhaled deeply before continuing, "But in the end, I still accepted the check. I couldn't deny that I had no status, and I hadn't openly loved you. So, I might as well admit that I was the mistress, take the money, and remove myself from the picture. That way, everyone could have some peace of mind." "No!" Tristan shouted as he dashed over to me and grabbed my hands. "Don't say that! You're the only person I love! I was on