Mistake Lover Novels & Stories

I say before hanging up. My life in the past 48 hours has been nothing but a series of clichés. Graduation, drunken mistakes, my best friend accidentally getting a girl pregnant, and now my little sister starting her period and being hesitant to talk to Mom about it. My life seems filled with clichés. Except for the fact that I was pushed into a marriage I didn't initially want. But I don't mind that anymore. I'm the stereotypical tough girl who falls for the "bad boy," even though he claims and believes he's a bad boy when he's just Mark. My Mark will return on July 18, 2019.

However, just as I was struggling to back away from him, I accidentally stepped on something soft, probably a prop, and my high heel caused me to twist my ankle, lose my balance, and fall backward. "Careful!" Ivan reacted swiftly and scooped me up with his arms, catching me firmly. However, because I was wearing a short pleated skirt, his hand was fatally misaligned while trying to catch me earlier. His hand had gone right under my skirt, and his palm was now pressing firmly against my inner thigh and butt. Even worse, his knuckles slipped due to the momentum of his movement. They sank straight into the soft, hidden crevice of my slit, firmly trapped in place by the thin, taut fabric coverin

The activity continued until Michael finally reached his climax. "You're so beautiful; I love you so much," Michael said to the woman, before kissing her lips. Enough! Diana couldn't take it anymore! While wiping away her tears roughly, Diana slowly walked out of the room. But unfortunately, it didn't go smoothly because Diana accidentally hit the bedside table and knocked the vase off of it. The sound of breaking things filled the room and immediately caught the attention of the two people on the bed. Michael, who looked surprised to see Diana, immediately rushed out of bed and walked toward her.

“I loved him from the time I was a teen, and today, when I had the opportunity to confess it, I made it look like nothing. I named it 'Nothing but a mistake’, and now it's piercing my heart out with each passing hour, minute and second. I can't even imagine a day without looking at him or taking his name, but I asked him to stay away and move on. The letter I wrote was just to make things easy for him, and I hope he does so. But still, I wish a little in my heart that he doesn't, and comes back to me, running in my arms.” Saying to myself, I gulp down the bitter liquor down my throat, and a burning sensation passes through my neck to my stomach. I hate myself for what I did to him, but I was

"Mia, I'm sorry if I'm hurting your feelings. I mistakenly believed that there was love between us when there was only infatuation. I thought we were in love because you were the only girl who caught my attention after Sofia. However, now that Sofia has returned, I realised we weren't in love because I still love her. Mia, I don't even want to hurt you; all I want is to be with her once again and finish the unfinished chapter of our love story. What should I do?" I was listening to him while standing like a lifeless body in front of him, my gaze glued to the floor. It was like a nightmare, the person I loved was in love with someone else. I just couldn’t believe that his love for me was a mi

I don't know if I should be amused at her confidence, or be annoyed at the fact that she thinks she knows me that well. "I do not love you. That's where you're wrong. " I correct her, but she shakes her head stubbornly. She parts her lips to protest, but I stop her before she can speak. "That kiss was a mistake. It should have never happened. " "That's the best part about the things we call mistakes. " She laughs. "We do want them to happen because we crave them, but we are cautious of the consequences. It was a sweet mistake, Vincent. One you wanted so fucking bad. "

Her gaze never left his as she spoke again, more firmly, this time, the words deliberate, each one cutting through the tension in the room. “To make sure you hear it clearly,” she said, her voice unwavering, “Alpha Ainsley Williams… I, Eloise, admit I was wrong. And do you know what? The biggest mistake of my life was falling in love with you. And I promise you once again that I, Eloise, will try all my possible best to correct that mistake.” Her words hung in the air like a declaration, raw and real, and they sliced through everything he thought he knew about her.

"I… I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls or return them, I just… I needed time to think, you know." "Yeah I totally understand. So uh--" he shared a brief glance at me. "Did you get enough time to think?" He asked as he assisted in clearing the broken pieces. "Yeah I did, actually… We made one mistake and I'm ready to forget it plus I mean, who says two ex lovers can't have mutual sex right?"

I stared at her with the same intensity as before, my expression grim. I stepped towards her, reaching out and wiping my shaking thumb across her cheek to rid it of tears. She shut her eyes but didn’t flinch away. “You can’t possibly still love me,” she breathed. “Yes, I can. A mistake can’t make me not love you.” “I made a mistake that can’t be undone. It’s final. I just destroyed something that can’t be put back together. I destroyed everything. You need to understand that.” “I do understand” “If you did you’d be miles away from me.”

When she was finally in front of her sister's grave, she couldn't stop but to cry. “I'm sorry, sister and l missed you terribly,” she whispered. “I made a huge mistake! However, l was not aware he was your lover and the father of your child. I'm now in love with him. I know it's a sin, and l'm sorry. Don't worry, sister, l will forget about this ridiculous feeling of mine and leave him. I will go home to our country, how l wish l could bring you with me. I miss our moment together, how l wish I could turn back that time…”