My Favorite Mistake Novels & Stories

"This man thought I'd ruined his life. I thought he'd ruined mine. We were both wrong. We'd accidentally given each other exactly what we needed—a partner who wouldn't quit. Who wouldn't settle. Who would fight beside us instead of against us." More photos. Sophie is now fifteen and running the company's youth outreach program. Marcus, twelve and already coding apps to improve corporate transparency. "My children exist because of a clerical error. My company thrives because of a mistake. My life—the life I love—wouldn't exist if everything had gone according to plan." She leaned forward. "So I'm giving you permission. Permission to screw up. To take risks. To sign the wrong document and see

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

He died the day he got his memory back. The Alpha King Eric of today was worlds away from me. He was the moon in the sky, and I was just worthless dust. He was a big shot in the business world, while I was just a little pebble he’d once stepped on, easily kicked aside. Just like a firefly can never compare to the moon, he was destined to be with an Alpha who shone just as brightly. If that was the case, why make myself miserable? Why be a stumbling block in his path? It was better to let go. Let him go, and let myself go too.

“Oh, really? Need I asked who those are because I see nothing but a mistake that I made. I seem the way that my park has collapsed under your reign. I see that everyone around seems to have lost a certain passion with you around. And you’re telling me that there are those who saw you as an advantage?” “One minute, the two of us were the happy couple. The two of us were together. Regardless of the mistakes that we had in our life, we had each other. Then the second that you found her once again after you agreed to let her go, she is suddenly everything that matters to you and I am the mistake?” “It is about me making a mistake by choosing you, and I'm not going to be stupid enough to do it ag

“We can talk about this.” Talk? Something inside me shook. “What is there to talk about?!” I snapped. My voice cracked. “You got another woman pregnant!” My hands trembled. I wanted to hit him. I wanted to scream. “It was a mistake!” he shot back. “You weren’t here. I was lonely!” The words hit me, harder than anything before. And in that moment, I realized he wasn’t sorry for what he did. He was only sorry I found out. But this time,

I just rubbed my temples hard and violently like I could scrub the news right out of my skull. My traitorous mind decided now was the perfect time for a highlight reel of my greatest failures. Mistake Number One was Damian Ashford. God, I poured everything into that man! Every ounce of love, every shred of hope. Damian, with his billionaire tech empire. Handsome as hell, sure. But such a dick! What no one else knew... what I’d been forced to learn after we said “I do”... was that his biggest empire wasn’t the one he portrayed. It was fur and fangs.

Perhaps she should have balanced more carefully or trusted herself on every move she made. The more she searched, the clearer the answer became. She had given everything she possessed and there had been nothing left to offer. That realization settled heavily inside her. It was easier to accept failure caused by carelessness than failure caused by limitation. Carelessness could be corrected. Weakness demanded something far more frightening because effort alone could not always erase it. A single blossom landed gently across her lap. She picked it up carefully, studying its delicate white petals beneath the afternoon light. It looked fragile enough to break beneath the slightest pressure, yet

I said they made a mistake on the tag. "What mistake?" "They made it a capital "A" it should be a small "a". My favorite!" "Really? You don't mind too much that I'm so small?" "I don't mind at all. You have the best nipples on the planet... well, for the few I've encountered in my short life. You love having them sucked and touched. What else could a man wish for?"

I trace the line of his shoulder with my finger, the edge where we stand side by side now and for a moment everything feels exactly the way it should have been from the beginning. “You see it too,” I murmur softly my voice barely above a whisper. Because it is obvious it always was he just chose wrong that is not something I blame him for people make mistakes they choose what is familiar what is easy what is right in front of them at the time but mistakes can be corrected that is what I am doing correcting it. I set the photo back down carefully, aligning it with the edge of the table so it sits perfectly straight, because small details matter and I do not overlook them the way other people

For ten years, I chased after Lucas. I was happy to orbit around him, as long as I got to stay close. Then, on the night of the Romano family dinner, an accident pushed us over the last line we had never crossed. When I woke up, he was already dressed. The look he gave me was full of contempt. "You'd really do anything to get into a Romano's bed, huh?" I glanced at the bottle of purified water on the nightstand. I didn't explain. I didn't argue. My whole body ached, but I left on my own. After that, I cut off all contact with him for three whole months. The next time I saw him, Mrs. Romano had brought Lucas to our house herself. "Can you believe it? My boy finally came to his senses! He's th