Novel & Cerita Novel 3 Mistakes Of My Life

Before I got to understand the meaning of life in itself, before I understood that a man had to forge his path or otherwise risk losing everything to the hands of high-ranking personalities in the society. Once before, she was the best thing that happened to me but just like every human being was, she was so caught up in her self, void of the ability to count the cost of her actions and decisions. On the day of our third anniversary, she broke up with me. It was the worst day of my life, still is, because her actions bore with it so many other resources I believed would have remained at bay if she didn't decide to leave me. “84?” “16, 20, 38, 46, 100. Those were the numbers, Fabri. You made

The last bad judgment I ever made, it was in the form of a burst condom against the arm of the couch, cheek to the top of a cushion. It had borne me my daughter. While I loved Gravity above life itself and would never go back on the path of that so-called mistake, my life had changed forever because of it. I'd become a craven, terrified of making mistakes. This, though, was a mistake. This town. This job. This pointless life.

All she wanted was to be a mother. She never expected what that dream would cost her. Noelle Ferro is a paralegal who has spent three years trying for a baby with her husband, Trent Halloway, only to face failure after failure. IVF finally gives her a second chance, but a rare clinic error swaps her sample with a stranger’s. Before she can process what that means, her world collapses further. Trent, already unfaithful, files for divorce. Her best friend, the woman he’s been seeing, disappears from her life the same night. Just when everything feels lost, an unlikely lifeline appears: Dorian Reyes, the billionaire whose child she’s unexpectedly carrying. A man the tabloids call untou

I received a complaint and a one-star review. It was from Christian. He was using such a childish tactic just to force an apology out of me. He wanted to force me to admit the severe consequences I had to face for abandoning him back then. However, I had only loved him passionately, like the sun loved the stars. Could that really be considered a mistake? “No, Nova, you didn’t do anything wrong,” I comforted myself, completely in denial. “The only mistake is that the sun and the stars belong to day and night. They are destined to never be together.”

and looked away then turned my back at her. As I was about to step away, she said, "What do you mean?" I was taken aback and looked at her, "Naila! Do you know what is the biggest mistake of my life?..." I sighed and continued, "It was the moment that I loved you too much that I forgot what right from wrong!" I whispered. Her eyes widened and became speechless then I left her... Punching the steering wheel, I whimpered. Naila's POV

Never in my adult life have I been so prone to carelessness and let a random man f*ck me without putting a protection on but it had been one moment of bliss, a moment of magic that sparked up crazy emotions. "Michelson Trevor." The name definitely was something I was going to be stuck with for the rest of my life and in a way I found it quite irritating. He was a fine man, attractive and all but the fact that he was depriving me of what would have been my chance at freedom was spiteful and if there was anyone I could put all the blame on, it definitely had to be him. As much as Mistakes were bound to happen in the circle of life this was a crazy one, one I couldn't possibly fix.

“I went to a Psychic Center for testing. I put down that I could share my dreams. It was so stupid of me. I thought it was for fun, like those psychics at fairs. I kind of thought it would be funny to have a real ability but to pretend I didn’t. It was the worst mistake of my life and started everything.” “I’m grateful for your mistake. I wouldn’t have you had you not made it.”

"Xavier, come now, let us have a man-to-man talk. I have quite some experience. Throughout my life, I have come across several instances of young men totally wrapped up in the fever of the moment. You think it is love, the world calls it a distraction. “Now the question is about the legacy - that's what lasts." "Uncle, it's not a fever, " I said, almost whispering. "And it certainly isn't a distraction. Nichole is the only thing in my life that feels authentic. Everything else, this house, the accounts, the board meetings - it is all like a script they are making me read." I said bluntly. Uncle Klaus left his seat and came up to me. Despite his height being less than mine, he seemed to domin

Gigi snaps. “Don’t say that. I can’t just walk out,” I whisper harshly, my jaw clenching. Dad had told DeAngelo to never let me out that gate, not even if I’m bleeding. On my 20th birthday, he made that mistake, and when I came back, he was all red and stared at me like I was Satan. I scramble to the closet. I throw open drawers, fling shoes and dresses and folded sheets onto the floor; nothing usable.

She murmured to herself, over and over. “It is my fault. It is all my fault. If I had not taken the wrong room card, this would never have happened.” “Nola, what did you say? What wrong room card?” Octavia could not hear clearly. Nola struck the back of her head against the wall. The guilt in her heart grew heavier, and her tears fell even harder. If she had not taken the wrong room card on the wedding night and given it to Meryl, Meryl would never have gone into the wrong wedding room. Then the bride swap would never have happened.