Mistakes Into Miracles Novels & Stories

my head ached as I tried remembering the awful events from last night. “I bumped into my fiancé’s wedding, we had a little argument then I found myself here,” I said and the doctors and nurses faces turned blue showing a sign of remorse for me. “Last I checked, I’m here for me to get better, not to get pity from people who barely even know me!” I snapped. “It was a bad experience and no one deserves to be treated that way but you need to calm down and tell us how you feel and the series of events before that one,” the doctor explained and I kept mute for a while before looking him in the face.

He ended his beautiful speech smiling tearfully. "Merry Christmas Dad." "Merry Christmas grandad." ********* Is okay to make a mistake, but us not okay when you don't learn from it✍️

She must have felt worse, because we were mates at that time. Goddess….why didn’t you stop me? Why did you allow me to betray our bond mate? Can’t you make a miracle? Can’t you give me back my past life? . . Mistakes are costly and somebody must pay. The time to correct a mistake is before it is made. The causes of mistakes are, first, I didn't know; second, I didn't think; third, I didn't care. If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner. (Henry H. Buckley)

he says with a weak smile. Rowan snorts from behind the tree. “You think I wouldn’t?” Their voices sound normal for a heartbeat — laughter brittle but real. I take a piece of bread and force myself to chew. It tastes like ash and grief, but at least it’s something alive. Kevin lowers himself beside me, his legs stiff, his map forgotten. “You know,” he says softly, “in every story I studied, miracles were brief. The Goddess never meant them to last forever.” I meet his eyes. “Then why give them at all?”

Mira asked seriously. " I do. Don't you?" " I don't. I have prayed countless times for a miracle, but nothing happens." Mira replied. If it was two days ago, maybe she could agree with the old lady about miracles. To her, the second chance granted to her was like a miracle. That was until she learnt it wasn't. It was a way of atoning to get sins. The sins of trusting the wrong people. " Never loose your faith young Lady. We pray and even when our prayers are not answered, it's fulfill knowing that you turned to the Almighty one when you needed help." The old lady said.

Yes, accept it. At some point, you are going to have to accept that there are words like faith, like hope and that there are even those things that they are calling miracles. Yet there are people; some might call them beings that play with the lives of others in their hands. This, my dear Mirabelle will be an evil that will come for us. But my love. I can now honestly say that this evil, you should stay at bay. You might think you are going to tear Mirabelle and me apart, where in fact, you will only bringing us stronger and closer towards each other.

I also noticed the shimmer in his eyes. "Everyone makes mistakes," I continued. "We all make wrong decisions. I’m not glorifying everything you did. Some of them were questionable, but isn’t the most important thing that we learn from our mistakes and are willing to change?" I smiled at him, genuinely this time. "What matters to me is that you’ve realized your mistakes. I too have done things that were wrong in the eyes of others. I suspected you, even though deep down, I knew you might not have been the one behind what happened."

She kind of knew it was the Spirit World, but at the same time, it felt different. “You have so much pain in you, Selena. So much pain,” The goddess said to her as the entity walked closer to her. “I have tried to help you to use it to grow and become better, but I fear that it might devour you. I fear it might destroy you, leaving the pack vulnerable.” Selena scoffed, shaking her head. “I told you, right?” She chuckled without humor. “I told you that I was not the one.” She swallowed hard. “You made a mistake. You’re literally the Moon goddess, and you made a mistake.”

I can’t handle the feelings that comes along with this, what we did is wrong no matter how much my body longs for it to happen again. That afternoon I tried sneaking back into my apartment with no such luck. The minute I hit the top of the stairs his door opened, but what I saw couldn’t prepare me for how I would feel. I saw David first, saw the surprise and regret written all over his face. The cool spring air blew my hair around, and I looked up at the sky as if to shun the universe for dropping this bomb on me. Perhaps, I got my response because thunder rumbled in the distance.

She got nosebleed several times but that didn’t prevent her from studying as if her life depended on it. Well, it did depend on it. She was coming back from the academy late on evening when she ran into a guy who almost hit her with his motorbike. “Are you blind?” she shouted at the person whose face was covered with a helmet before proceeding to pick her scattered books that fell from her hand due to the shock “I am very sorry, it was a malfunction from my brake” the guy apologized and removed his helmet before their eyes met and they went “Uhn?” at the same time.