My Favorite Mistake Novels & Stories

My legs thrashed instinctively against the sheets in a flash of frustrated, agonizing heat, my body still screaming for the climax it had been promised and denied, a frantic, twitching movement of pure humiliation and unspent desire. Tears burned the backs of my eyes, hot and blinding, spilling over my cheeks as I curled inward, hugging my arms tightly around my naked ribs to keep myself from shattering entirely. Right through the fog of my panic and pain, a voice echoed in my head with brutal clarity, my youngest sister’s voice from the night before our wedding, ringing out like a curse I was too blind to avoid. “You’re making a massive mistake, Esther,” Maya had pleaded, her hands gripping

I'd rather see him slam his fist against the table than look at me with disappointment. For the first time, his favorite son had made a fatal mistake. I hadn't just damaged my marriage and my relationship with House Vermont. My personal failure was turning into a national scandal. What unsettled me most, however, wasn't Father's disappointment. It was Seraphina's silence. I had seen her angry before. Rarely, but it happened. Usually, she would confront a problem directly, dissect it with that frighteningly sharp mind of hers, and somehow find a solution before everyone else.

Anna inquired curiously. "I had gone to visit Hannah for business reasons but when I got to her apartment, she seemed drunk and out of it. She mistook me for Dylan and I couldn't bring myself to admit I wasn't him. I took advantage of her confused state and slept with her. It was a mistake, a stupid, terrible mistake that lasted one night." The truth landed with the force of a physical blow. Anna felt the blood drain from her face. It was worse than she had imagined. Not just a crush or a flirtation—a physical betrayal, one that had been eating at Liam for a while.

“What about you? Do you like any of the Inseminators?” “I do have a favorite as well,” Mist said, setting her tablet back down and turning to face Rain again. “I like 37W. He always makes me feel like I’m flying. And he smells good, too.” She shrugged, like nothing she’d said was a big deal, and started to reach for her tablet again.

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.

The scent I have memorized and become my favorite from 10 years ago. I looked back, and smiled warmly towards my heaven. "So do you want to eat or not? Have you been silent, again can you get thrush?" "I just realized, my wife is so small but gave birth to extraordinary children. Thank you, for wanting to stay with me even though so many mistakes in the past are unforgivable." "There's nothing to be sorry about. Everything is a sweet mistake that has happened. Incidents in the past, made me learn and get stronger through life."

It felt like I had been watching the dance floor for hours, but glancing down at my watch, it had only been minutes. I kept gazing down, trying to spot Aurora Macafee, but all the she-wolves blended together. I couldn't deny the disappointment I felt when I didn't see her in the crowd. She must not have taken me seriously and decided to avoid the ball altogether. Or she just didn't care what I said, even though the Alpha's word was law. I think that's what caused me to feel the most intrigued about her, though; her rebellious side was intoxicating.

Not seeing each other is the best way to prevent a clash and a clash is the best way to prevent bringing up that occurrence, though my mind seems to disagree about that every night. I can't stop thinking about that night. It was a mistake. A mistake that I should have never committed, but there's no denying the fact that it was one of my best mistakes. My hate for Emerson Ford doesn't stop me from admitting that he fucks hard, and his makes my body burns hot at the thought of it, no matter how much I hate it.

Though all their judgements were on me, I felt safe and as if I was in a fantasy world. Our last stop, our favorite café, It has some of the best waffles and coffee. It’s a perfect day, which is an understatement. He would look at me and my eyes would glimmer. My world felt complete with him by my side. This was my everyday life. It was almost our birthday and I was kind of nervous. That day was November 16th, we ended it with eating ice cream while sitting, looking at the stars. I loved him, but is it one-sided? All I can say is, I did everything to be enough for him.

Livia put soft pressure over my shoulder. I sat ignoring her demand. They were looking shocked. Everything hit back. I was walking behind them, her wedding, "Ghosh! Did I spoil your wedding? I'm so sorry," I was feeling like the worst friend on the entire earth, "I skipped my meal. But it wasn't my intention." I bit the corner of my lip. 'I don't know what to say but I can apologize. I spoiled her wedding. ' "It's not because of skipping your meal," I heard Jasper. His gaze was soft on me.