Mistake Novels & Stories

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. )

"We discovered a type error basically in the original document, and because of that, the judge is not allowed to release your marriage." "Wait or a second Stella. Are you telling me that because of an error in that papers, the judge is not opened our marriage? I am still married after more than six months when I was sure I am not ?" I can hear her breathing fast, very scared of my reaction. In a normal world, I will be fuming all over the place because of this problem. The normal me will shout like crazy and fire Stella and all the people who taking care of our case. "Y...Yes Sir. I'm so sorry. I will do everything I can to rectify this. But the judge said you both will need to sign new pape

My wolf said seriously and I shivered at the mention of the word die. "What do you mean?" I questioned with curiosity. "I mean if you keep on blaming yourself and feeling guilty then you will die here. Everyone has made mistakes in life but the thing is accepting your mistake and working on it, Believing that you made a mistake other than arguing and acting like you are right all the time. You've admitted that you are wrong then what else did you want to see yourself do huh?You have to understand that you are not perfect and definitely might make mistakes in life bu

She stared at him and said gravely. “I made a mistake. I made a grave mistake. Falling in love with you is the greatest mistake of my life! “I made a mistake! I need to correct myself after making a mistake. I’ll correct myself!” Her gaze was so serious. Every time she said “I made a mistake” so seriously, her intense gaze looked just like the gaze she had back then when she confessed her love in front of him again and again!

I don't want someone else to feel bad just because of the mistake I made. "Babe please, don't do this. You love me, don't you?" "I love you so much you know that." "That's the way it is, why does it have to come to this. Why do you have to leave me? What mistake did you make? I can accept everything, I love you so much. So please, babe, don't do this. We still have many dreams, right? How can I do all of that if I'm not with you anymore."

I could see the cogs turning behind his eyes as he fumbled for a reason, his silence louder than any denial. “It was a mistake,” he said finally, clipped, each word deliberate. “An unfortunate one at that. You can rest assured it won’t happen again.” “Really?” I let sarcasm roll sharp on my tongue. “You bought the necklace mistakenly? You kept it with you for hours mistakenly? You handed it over to me mistakenly?" "Right?” His eyes narrowed further, but he gave the smallest of nods. “Yes. All those were mistakes. Temporary slips in ju

Someone who knew the truth. Her stomach twisted. She wasn’t even supposed to be there. She wasn’t supposed to meet anyone. She wasn’t supposed to be in that path. Everything, her coma, her missing years, hee life now, wasn’t fate at all. It was a mistake. A terrible, deadly mistake. Her breath hitched sharply. “I lost everything because of a mistake that sent me to the wrong place… because someone else thought I was her.” Before she could completely break down, a warm, steady hand touched her arm. Another slid gently across her waist. Asher.

She breathed uncomfortably and tried to keep a calm smile on her face. "Jt-- it was an accident, I didn't-- I mean I had tripped and I didn't notice that-- that she--" she kept stuttering at every attempt to give an explanation. "A mistake..." He buried his hands in the depth of his pocket and played around with the word a bit. "A mistake.... Can you tell me how reaching for a glass and deliberately spilling it on someone is considered to be a mistake?" His thick brow arched. I wanted to step in and ask him to stop but it would be considered rude and disrespectful in front of all the watchful eyes

"Not really, I am not. I am only saying that you are going to get what you deserve for acting this way." "No matter what happens, she is still your mom." "And you do not see me denying that now, do you? Do blood relations stop the crime from being a crime?" "She made a mistake; anyone can make a mistake." "A mistake is when you write a two instead of a seven, but if you keep on writing a two even though you want to write a seven, then you made that mistake intentionally, and that is no longer a mistake."

“It’s… it was my fault! A terrible, awful mistake that I regret every single day! And Pauline… I feel so terrible about Pauline. It wasn’t intentional, it just… happened. And I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell her, and how to make it right.” “A mistake?” he scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “Sage, a mistake is forgetting to turn off the lights. A mistake is saying the wrong thing at a party. This… this is a profound betrayal. A fundamental violation of trust. How could you do that to Pauline? How could you do that to Andrew? And how could you sit there