Novel & Cerita My Favorite Mistake Book

All mine. “If I tell you that I made a mistake. Will you for-gi-ve me-me” She began stammering while speaking. “Of Course darling. You are my love. How can I stay angry with my beautiful chick.” Harry said. “If that mistake is a bigger one” Caroline asked slowly.

I enjoy reading books as I listen to soothing music. My favorite book is your face. My favorite page is in your eyes. My favorite chapter is in your emotions. My ultimate pleasure in your smile as I listen to the music of your laughter. Forever my favorite book. It's called Dove. ~Humeyra HAMDAN'S P.O.V

Dear valued readers, I want to start by saying how deeply sorry I am for the long silence and mistakes in my book. I know how frustrating it must be to invest time and emotions into a story, only to be met with errors and inconsistencies. I initially ended the book on a good note, but I received feedback from some of you who wanted more. In my excitement to deliver, I rushed to create a draft and uploaded it in bulk without properly reviewing it. Unfortunately, this led to mistakes and hate comments that left me feeling discouraged and uninspired.

Please recommend to a friend, share, like, vote and comment, I'd love to hear your idea of how the book is. And please concerning typographical errors, I'm sorry I haven't edited the book yet, I promise I will soon, and I might add and subtract a little too, just to make the book perfect. Aslo, check out my new book " Married to the Dangerous Don". Much love, Ceejhay.

She kissed me, tipping on her toes, and said, "You're a lovable fool." Sweet Jesus, help me, for I am a lovable fool. If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

First, let me tell you something. I am so happy and flattered that you're reading my book. I know I have many mistakes, spelling or other but I am trying my best to make this special. I received messages like "Your book is like Gray's Anatomy." No it's not -.- It just has a story with doctors and Seattle. Big deal. But yes, the GA is my favorite show so yes, I did get inspired by it. I assure you, it is NOT nor WILL BE like GA. I do not copy anything.

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✍️

However, Rowan, unable to get out of bed, had begged him to take care of me while I was still unconscious. That was how he had gotten the scar on his hand. When I finally learned the truth, tears of regret streamed down my cheeks. All these years, I'd loved the wrong man. … A month later, Frank invited Preston and me over for dinner. The silence at the table was unbearable, like a storm waiting to break. Preston looked preoccupied. He barely touched his food as he kept sneaking glances at Frank, clearly trying to read his mood. "Here, Yolanda. Have some steak. You love this," Preston said as he placed a piece on my plate with feigned sweetness. It was evident that he was putting on a show fo

Ads by Pubfuture I brought him to the balcony, and I smiled when I felt the night breeze tickled on my skin. I wanted to change my clothes, but I knew I needed to talk with Ashton about our project, and I felt so glad he prepared his notes. And I am amazed by how well he has written his notes, and he highlighted all the key points, and it was very shocking to learn that we chose the same book, one from Shakespeare, from Jane Austin, and the classic historical book by Margaret Mitchell entitled Gone With The Wind. "You chose, Megan." He said when he realized I was still looking in his notes, and when I handed him my notes, I saw him shaking his head out of the corner of my eye.

I received a text from a ‘ZAH’ that read: “We can meet in my room for the project. Bet yours would be filled with bookshelves and orders.” That human version of a static noise. How dare he give me orders. Who did he think he was? As far as I was concerned, we’re enemies of rival packs. But, I needed to pass this course, even if it meant putting up with his cockiness. I entered the library, picking textbooks from the Rogue Psychology section as I went straight to Zelest’s quarters. “You don’t give me orders, Hawthorne.” I said as I twisted the doorknob of his room.