Mistaken Match Novels & Stories

"You were wrong about how she would react. You were wrong about how long she would wait for you to come back. And you were wrong about what she was capable of when someone gave her a better option." Derek sat back down on the closed lid of the toilet. His hand was still bleeding. The hole in the wall was still there. The photo of Sloane and Caden Ashford outside the courthouse was still burned into the back of his eyes and no amount of sitting in this bathroom was going to change that. He said: "What did you actually do. All of it. What is this." She said: "What do you mean."

A horizontal bar of red light moved up and down across my vision. I waited for the green light. I waited for the mechanical voice to say Identity Confirmed. I waited for the vault to open and give me the weapon I needed to destroy Mark. Beep-beep-beep. A harsh, dissonant error tone filled the room. The screen flashed red. ERROR. NO MATCH FOUND. I froze. "What?" I whispered. "What happened?" Maya asked. "It didn't work," I said, panic rising in my throat. "It said no match was found."

If they contradicted it, she would have leverage. Either way, uncertainty would end. Three days later, Mira called. Her voice sounded tight. “I ran it twice,” she said. “And?” “There’s interference.” Aruna’s stomach dropped. “Explain.” “The paternal markers match,” Mira said. “But the mitochondrial sequence is corrupted.” “Corrupted how?” “It’s like someone altered baseline files in the public registry.” Aruna went still. “Are you saying the maternal record was edited?” “Yes.” “Can you restore it?”

Social Medias or watching the news were never her things which made it hard for her to know them and yet, they believed one of them will marry her. After purchasing her favorite iced tea, she returned to the secret garden which she had begged her escorts to wait for there. She passed each one of them a cup of strawberry smoothie, just like how she never failed to drink her iced tea after her classes goes to how she never forgets to get them some smoothies to keep them going for the day. “What do we have here?” Chloe, who Alice had labeled as the spoilt brat approached them. Just like every day, Chloe was wearing a much revealing clothes which is bad as she also she has the intention of marry

Gemila pouted her lips. “Sorry best but marriage isn't for me." Yasmine winked before standing up. “I think you should actually write a book on this. Don't just throw it away." Gemita suggested. “You think so? What would I call it?" Gemila asked. “Mistaken Identity." Yasmine replied with a smile. “Huh?" Gemila furrowed her brows. “You did say Harry sent his men to kill Romero and they ended up killing your sister instead of you right? Though no one actually died but still, they mistook Gemita to be you so that's the best title." Yasmine explained.

she said, and I could hear the joy in her voice, which was far from what I was feeling. "I thought your boyfriend's name was Jayden?" I asked. "Jayden? Of course not! My boyfriend's name is Aida, Aidan Andrada, but it sounded like Jayden, so you mistook his name," she said, laughing. I felt like the world was crumbling on me when I heard her words, and I would rather dig a hole and bury myself in it than face the truth. I made a very stupid mistake of kidnapping the wrong person, and the worst part of it all, it had to be Jayden Andrada!

I hope he rots in prison and I hope to never see his face ever again. He was nothing but a huge mistake. Matthew Bryant was my worst mistake, I wasted an entire year with the wrong guy. I loved the wrong guy, I gave him my entire heart thinking that he was the right person for me but he wasn't. He was a mistake and I can only hope that I will meet the right guy someday because I am so convinced that Matthew wasn't my soulmate. He wasn't my Mr. Right, he was the Mr. Wrong if that is even a thing. The end.

Aidan is the joy of my life. It was disconcerting me. Sounds came from out of the door. My head swirled to them. I wasn't in favour of slinging matches and putting on accusations. I was aware of my fault. I couldn't say it outright; he would never forget it. I had perceived his love though he didn't say the words. I heard the click of the door. My head jerked and I saw Livia and Lorraine walking into the room. That wasn't a good sign. They were up to something.

I can’t even imagine founding out that your given mate by goddess was married to your brother. It is unimaginable to be rejected by your mate, the sadness you feel by loosing your mate. It’s like he lost a part of himself, no let me correct it, he lost a part of himself. He must have been heartbroken but does this making it right killing two people and trying to kill a kid? Of course, no. Wolfs are really possessive of their mates and seeing yours with your brother it sure triggers you but killing them and an innocent child is madness. I was processing all that being quiet. ‘’she was just mated with the wrong brother’’ my aunt spoke again. She was really missing her little sister and she was

“Oh! Then you had an affair with his beloved son. How do I put it? You are tired of old blood, and wanted something fresh,” “Stop it!” I yelled. “What we had was a mistake, a mistake I wish I could reverse. We were both damn drunk. It was just a one-night fling that wasn't meant to happen, and it will never happen again,” “Oh a fling! I like the sound of that. And how are you sure it won't happen again. You know what, that night was one hell of a night I can't easily do away with,” “Suit yourself, and mind you, you ought to give me some respect here, I am your father's wife,” I warned.