Mistaken Novels & Stories

Only a few tables remained. Then… I made a stupid mistake. In my exhaustion, I accidentally confirmed a large private catering order for the wrong date… a $2,400 booking that was supposed to be next Friday. I deleted the original entry instead of rescheduling it. The system logged it as cancelled. Gone. At 11:50 PM, after the last guests left and the kitchen staff had gone home, Chef Darius’s voice echoed through the empty restaurant. “Lola. Office. Now.” My legs felt like lead as I walked down the hallway. He was already sitting behind his desk when I entered, tablet in hand, expression cold.

All based on my wild imagination☺️☺️☺️☺️. Correct if something goes wrong🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

I started "The first one was to love you, the second was to accept you as my mate even after knowing you will never be mine, my thrid mistake was to give you chance to get your love by asking you to reject me. Fourth one was to give you another chance, and fifth one was to try to make you happy. I don't repeat my mistakes, I gave you so many opportunities to make things better, but you never wanted things to be better, you are selfish and you only care about yourself. I am proud of myself that for the first time in my life I wasn't making a mistake, now LET GO" I shouted and he growled in response "Mistake? I will show what a mistake is" he said throwing me on the ground as he jumped on me

She went back home dejected and broken with no one to console her or even advise her on what to do. After brooding over the issue for three days more, she finally came to the conclusion that she has to choose between her life and the baby. She has a bright future in front of her and she will not allow the presence of the baby to hinder her life. She acknowledged her mistake, let the fact that her mother has left her sink and concluded that life goes on.

Jeff Thompson rushes into my office like a child hurrying in to see the principal before he gets in bigger trouble for acting out in class. It’s too late for Thompson to change his behavior now to avoid punishment, but then, what I have in mind gets him off of the hook for all of his mistakes anyway, assuming he goes along with it, assuming his wife does not decline. If that’s the case, he’s in bigger trouble than he knows. “Mr. Merriweather, sir,” he says, offering me his hand. “I’m so sorry I’m running behind. The company car you sent was caught in traffic.”

Jason scrutinized it and then put it down on the table beside him with a nod. Once more I walked to the door. I was puzzled. My busy mind was going over and over the story I had been told. Yet in the midst of my mental preoccupation, a nagging sense of something wrong persisted and that something had to do with me – not with Jason Barker. With my hand on the doorknob, my mind cleared. I had made a mistake. I turned back into the room once more. “I must apologize, Jason! I’ve given you the wrong letter. I put my hand into my right-hand pocket instead of the left -”

"Well, I just thought that we would be together now that mom and I are back." "Uh, what do you mean?" "Well you guys said you were off getting really smart so you could take care of yourself. But that night I heard mommy crying in the kitchen to grandma about a mistake." "What else did you hear buddy?" "Just stuff like 'I should of done better' 'I should of stayed and fought for him' but I wasn't sure who mommy was talking about." I knew exactly what she was talking about. I didn't think my heart could break anymore, but it did.

Michael asked no one. "Every time I wake up, there isn't a day where I don't feel regret." said Michael between sobs as he tilted his head up, He took a deep breath before continuing, "And every time I sleep, I'm always haunted by that memory. Memories of that night, Diana, the night you died" "Every day, I ask myself. Why? What did I think to make such a fatal mistake, Diana. I admit that I am a jerk for daring to do all of that to you, Diana.

I don't think this cafe is as beautiful as you" Mason has something innocent in his eyes and that made me realise Shit i did a mistake!

A mistake is not the end of the world. "Gli errori costano vite, e il suo costerà entrambi i vostri." Mistakes cost lives, and hers will cost both of yours, he tells me before pulling the trigger, hitting my mother with one single bullet to the back of her skull. I jump, lurching forward only a few inches as her body registers pain in her facial features.