My Fault London Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Thanks. Put it in the back.” Seventeen seconds until the light turns green, I twiddle my thumbs and sigh again for the third time. What should I say? Do I begin with an apology? “I’m not mad at you,” I say instead. Ten. Nine. Seven. Six. “You don’t say it but I see the look in your eyes, Cathy. You blame me for it. You’re mad at me.” Four. “Maybe you’re speaking for yourself, Cal.” I was mad at him but none of it is his fault. If I have any real reason to be mad at him, it’s for consulting with Dad and his mum first before talking to me. But thinking about it carefully, he did it for us. No one knows us in London.

She suddenly asked, making Lyra frown. "No, I didn't know" "Did you know I lost my husband?" She asked again and Lyra also replied "No, I didn't know" then Ella nodded. "Okay! Let me inform you" she raised her back from the chair to sit upright. "I lost my baby and my husband in one day. Lyra, I don't know why I feel it's all your fault" Lyra frowned at her "My fault?" She asked, "How's it my fault?" "Well, you know me well, Lyra. I love to put the blame on you so here I am, doing it again. I don't care if you had a hand in this or not, it is all your fault!"

Lawrence said as he tried taking the shift of blame, but then I sparked. He ignited the blame of anger within me, the pain, they seeped all out for once. “it isn't your fault, it was my fucking fault, I kept chunking down on chocolates and candies, I could have done better, I did nothing but sneak around eating bad things even when you earned me not to, I'm sorry, I really should not have, funny thing I felt the pain earlier.

Lucien questioned as tears rolled his eyes. "This is all my fault, I should have just left with you then. No, I should never covet you then you will be living happily. This won't happen" "Fool, you knew that right...... But you were wrong, this wasn't your fault..... It was all the adult fault, my father, your father and the king. They should have never involved you, I know you were hurt too. .....You regret what you did, killing Simon's parents. I could hear you crying in your sleep, am sorry I wasn't there to console you or be a good wife"

She lowered her eyes to hide her emotions and replied, “I was in a bad mood and I decided to visit Miss Miller to give her a piece of my mind. She destroyed my friend’s life. Who knows if she will ever wake up? I haven’t visited my best friend because of guilt. When she needed me the most, I was hiding in a corner. I don’t know how I will explain it to her when she is out of the coma. I am ashamed of myself.” Samson looked at her for a long time, but he didn’t believe anything Sloane was saying. He smiled at her, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes and said, “Should I find out that you were involved in my sister’s injury, I will never let you and your family off.” Tears were streaming down S

I'm done trying to understand his sick jealousy. I grind my teeth and reply coldy and calmly, “Let go of me.” “Answer the question.” “I won't.” There's an unsettling silence that follows. Liam breaks it after a while, loosening his grip on me. “This is all my fault.” Oh, is he just realizing that? I never knew him to be slow. “It's all my fault,” he repeats, stepping backwards. “I never should've let you out of this house. I never should've let you go out to meet that son of a bitch.”

‎"My fault?" ‎"Yes, your fault!" I was angry now. Angry at him. Angry at Sarah. Angry at myself for being stupid enough to trust him. "You're the one who went to Crowley in the first place. You're the one who thought you could steal from a billionaire and get away with it. You're the one who fucked everything up." ‎"I fucked it up?" Marcus's voice was low and dangerous. "You're the one who fucked your best friend's husband. You're the one who helped me steal from her. You're the one who celebrated when you thought she was dead."

Vienna's POV: Fynn's words reached me after a pause, but even that small duration of time was enough to completely flip his tone and the emotions playing in his heart. "I know it wasn’t your fault, Vienna… it was never your fault, it wasn't even Kai’s fault In fact, all the mistakes are on my end. I am the dumbest person alive, who hasn't just messed things up completely, but now that it is already late… still, it is taking me a lot of effort to accept my fault."

Eliana’s POV “Arrgh! Fuck me harder baby. Yes! Fuck me with that big dick.” The blonde kept repeating as he fucked her. Anger and pain filled me but there was nothing I could do. Somehow, this was my fault. We arrived in London two weeks ago and he’d promised to protect me and keep away from me— keep his hands off me. He was playing the part of a good best friend to my dad and a good uncle to me. If I hadn’t told him never to touch me and acted disgusted by him, maybe things would be different. Why couldn’t he just understand me? He was supposed to put in a little effort into winning me back. Was I wishing for too much?

She cast her gaze down and sighed, “They could have hurt someone in the meantime and it’s my fault.” Fuck! Seeing her this dejected broke something inside me, bringing forward the need to comfort my mate. She was my mate, even though the fates didn’t unite us and she would never want to be with me. My unfated, impossible mate, that I would forever love. My arms wrapped around her to bring her towards my chest in a reassuring embrace. “It’s not your fault. What those monsters do isn’t on you. However, we should tell the King everything as soon as possible.”