My Fault Series Book Novels & Stories

“Don’t touch my mother! If you hurt her, I will make sure all of us perish together! It's all your fault and it all Joshua’s fault! It's his fault that he's befriended Alyssa. It’s his fault that he hit me! When I called him and send him to the A****n, it was his rightful punishment! Everything is Joshua’s fault!” “So, you still won’t admit that you’re wrong. Very well,” Anne advanced towards Joniss with her hand still around Jaelyn. Joniss was trembling. She felt pressured as Anne approached her. It was something that she had never felt before. “You said that everything is Joshua’s fault?” Anne questioned Sicily. “Yes, he is weak and timid. This was his biggest fault!” Joniss stared at her,

"I do feel guilty about it. If I had not arranged that meeting, you would not have been angry and you would not have had the accident. It was my fault that all of this happened. It was my fault that we lost our baby. It is my fault that—” “It does not matter whose fault it is. For all I know, we both were at fault. I should have listened and stayed instead of driving with unstable emotions." "But I did this. I was the one who caused—" "Jiev, don't you see? We could never change the past, so the past does not matter. Not anymore. And it certainly does not have anything to do with the way I feel right now.” “But you have a right to know. I hurt you. I did not mean for anything to happen, but i

I was starting to think that this was all my fault after all. Being born without a wolf was my fault. Earning my father's hatred was my fault. Getting rejected by Derek was my fault. Getting raped by a stranger was my fault. Being banished and separated from my family was also my fault. Everything that happened to me was my fault. "My words were harsh?" Father scoffed, his brow dangerously raised as he stared at Malfoy's clenched fist. "You want to rebuke me?" Oh no, I don't like where this is going.

She called my dad and he said he was coming since he didn't travel to a far place. I kept asking Gerald to wake up,to forgive me. After an hour, Gerald woke up and that was when I heard it, the first time I heard someone's thought and it was Gerald's thought, "the fault is not yours" that was what i heard before he closed his eyes and my mom rushed to call the doctor and when he came,he said Gerald was dead and everywhere was silent. The driver cried and then,I heard his thoughts,he kept calling himself a murderer,he kept blaming himself,I walked to him and told him that the fault wasn't his, I even held his hands.

“The house, well, the fire was so large that something inside exploded. Debris flew and—” “And you got hit by something.” This was your fault, Fiona. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper, trying to push back the guilt. It eats at me like a flesh-eating parasite, spreading through my entire body until I almost become numb. Except I don’t. I feel every bit of the heaviness that weighs on me. I’ve never wanted anyone, especially someone I care about, to get hurt for me. “It wasn’t your fault, Fiona.” “But it was. You got hurt because I—”

“Why won’t you believe me? Why don’t you want to accept it, Meadow? Why won’t you agree that it’s not your fault?” “Because it is,” she blurted out. “Alaric, I knew that she was going to die but I allowed it to happen. Her life was…” Meadow’s lips quivered. “Her life was literally in my hands and I just… crushed it. It’s my fault.” My jaw clenched. Meadow was a tough fucking nut to crack. There was nothing I could do to try to convince her to change her mind or at least see reason. Nothing except… “It’s not your fault,” I finally spoke after a few seconds of silence. “It’s mine.”

"I don't know... Everything. For not being there for you, for letting this happen --" "What? "i grabbed her hand "Faye you have nothing to be sorry about. This isn't your fault, you have nothing to do with it. " Shaking her head roughly in a negative direction, she frowned. "it is, it's my fault. All of it, if i hadn't let my curiosity get the best out of me, maybe, just maybe you'd have never gotten into that accident, you would have never been on a hospital bed battling for your life and none of this would be happening... ".

I choked on my words. “Shh.. Baby girl. It wasn’t your fault.” Damian comforted me, his hands went up and down my back. “If I had remembered about her sooner, if I had asked you and the polices to search for her sooner, she wouldn’t have died. This is all my fault.” I sobbed in his arms. “Baby girl, it wasn’t your fault. None of it was your fault. As much as we want to save people, sometimes we just can’t. But you have done everything you can, Baby girl.” His voice was soothing.

"Yes, this was all your fault! I don't care. I've lost everything, I've lost all hope. How exactly are we supposed to live now? It's not time to have shame, Cassie” "This is not my fault," I said, my voice firm. "You can't even own up to your mistakes as a man, is that it? You have to take responsibility for your own actions. You were the one who was greedy, you were the one who wanted Joanne’s inheritance. I told you just to divorce her and we could do be together. What did you do? You wanted her inheritance. You wanted power, you were greedy. So it's your fucking fault!"

Bruce looks at her eyes and listened to her whispers, feeling anxious and distressed, in pain to see the person he cares about so much was tortured into this state. No one who has anything to do with that matter can get away! He kisss Mia's forehead, rubs her earlobe repeatedly with his thumb on the side of her neck soothingly, and then lowers his head to touch her forehead again: "It's not your fault. You're not wrong. It's the bad people who are at fault, not you. It’s not your fault, baby. Look at me and listen to me, it’s not your fault.” "It is not my fault?"