Novel 3 Mistakes Of My Life Novels & Stories

everything. It was just one mistake, but it completely changed my life. It happened over two years ago, yet I'm still dealing with all the consequences of that damn mistake. I wanted to move on, but I couldn't, especially when the people who abandoned me keep reminding me of my past mistake. It's exhausting... ***

She must have felt worse, because we were mates at that time. Goddess….why didn’t you stop me? Why did you allow me to betray our bond mate? Can’t you make a miracle? Can’t you give me back my past life? . . Mistakes are costly and somebody must pay. The time to correct a mistake is before it is made. The causes of mistakes are, first, I didn't know; second, I didn't think; third, I didn't care. If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner. (Henry H. Buckley)

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

He said and I chuckled, I adjusted on the seat in the car, sitting in such a way that I would be able to face him and discuss everything with him in an eye-length. "You are getting it all wrong Ralph, you are still young, so you won't understand. There are just sometimes in this world you will have to make some decisions without thinking of any consequences, though you know that there will be some, but you will just pretend that there are none, or you will just overlook them. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life and the first thing I did right is this decision I made, the decision of quitting the disgusting job and now, I'm at peace." "Do you mean to say that you married ma'am Mabel by mis

“Yeah. My little champ. So cute and adorable” I smiled. “I can imagine. So the mum?” “Worst mistake of my life. I met Jessica in college. I had just gotten my heart broken by the woman I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, and you know, I was on a spree, seeking a rebound and I was just being with any woman I saw. That was when Jessica came in. I didn't even like her, but I was just looking for a distraction. A one-night stand after, boom, she shows up at my door with a pregnancy result”

The stranger who witnessed my breakdown. But the raw exposed vulnerability within me battles that instinct. There is a strange calmness in the face of the unknown. A temporary escape from the wreckage of my life. "Look," I begin, my voice unsteady. "I just realized I made the biggest mistake of my life. The worst mistake." I hesitate, tears welling up again in my eyes. "And I need to make one more mistake before I snap back to my senses." "That doesn't make any sense. Why would you want to make one more mistake if the one you already made left you in this state?" he asks, trying to find reason in what I just said.

Chapter 4 Mark's POV That night I almost lost two of the most important women in my life. First, justy left, but I checked my location on my phone and it told me that she was only a 15-minute drive away at a three-star hotel, so I decided to give her the night to cool off. Lucia wasn't as easy. She was always such a sensitive soul. After seeing how Justy had honestly overreacted, she wanted us to break up.

Because if there was one single thing I had held onto for this few weeks after coming back to life, back to this reality of five years ago, it was grandma’s warning. “You have made a grave mistake, Brianne.” I didn't even remember her exact words completely anymore. The memories I'd spent with them were almost already starting to fade, and I deeply despised that. But it was something remarkably close to that sentence. Something about me making a grave mistake. And grave mistakes aren't small things; they cost a lot. I mean they are called grave for a very specific reason, right? Because they are massive, life-altering mistakes. And right off the bat, it sounded like a mistake that might cost

Now, with one click of a shutter, I was pulled right back into the dark. ​Worse, I knew exactly who would weaponize this first. Arthur Calder. Damien’s ruthless grandfather—the old man whose cold, calculated manipulation had broken us apart in Paris four years ago. If Arthur saw this photo, he wouldn't just use it to destroy Damien's standing with the board; he would use it to erase me entirely. We were both walking directly into a trap we’d spent years trying to outrun. It was the ultimate, inescapable favorite mistake. ​My phone chimed. A text message from an unknown number.

Why does nothing in my miserable life ever go as planned? And why did it feel like this time, every mistake I’d made wasn’t just mine anymore… Like my choices were about to tear apart not only my life, but Violet’s too?