Novel Three Mistakes Of My Life Novels & Stories

A slow breath left my lips as I turned onto my side, pulling the pillow closer, as though I could somehow bury the noise inside my head. *Suspended.* The word echoed. Sharp. Final. But it wasn’t the suspension that lingered. It was everything else. “*Mistake.*” I let out a hollow chuckle, my fingers curling into the bedsheet beneath me. Funny. How one word could follow you your entire life. Job mistake. Study mistake. Pack mistake. Mate mistake. I shut my eyes, my throat tightening. Maybe… Maybe even my birth was one. The thought didn’t come with drama anymore.

“Friend, are you really going? Leandra, are there many unresolved things that remained in the past and the present that you know? — Ana, I don't know and I don't want to know, I just think that you are caring more about your family than your own life. Do you know what the great mystery of my life is? It's just that my mother never let me live and learn to live, living. Being the only one! It would be very easy if my mistakes were the fault of others and the lessons could be transferred from person to person. It turns out that making mistakes is part of life, just don't make mistakes who don't do anything or don't allow the person to do it. The big problem with making mistakes is seeing in mi

“Who do you think I am? It’s my baby. Biologically. I was artificially inseminated.” She lowered her gaze. “This was my fourth attempt. I didn’t get pregnant the first three times.” “And you are certain it was my sample that took?” “They were all your samples.” Michaela pursed her lips. “They made the mistake months ago. They only realized after the last time. The time that was successful.” Silence hung between them, thickening the air. Maxim felt his heart rate quicken, his blood pumping hard through his veins. He looked down at Michaela, at those full pouting lips.

Selena said. I paid no heed to her words. Taking one more step toward Stephen who was now pinning his back against the wall, with my eyes fully trained on the man in the most deadly way, I said, “Two people died because of your stupid mistake. Oh wait… it was your boss that made the mistake.” The image of the fem-man that had me kidnapped flashed in my head. “I guess I shouldn’t be having this conversation with you.” Surprisingly, my anger had reduced. Perhaps a part of me decided to store my fury till the day I get to meet the leader of The Pretties again.

And so, as time passed, I became a lifeless soul with no knowledge of what path I would take next. I tried to be perfect—damn hard. I tried to be a good leader. I tried preventing violence from coming in my people’s way. I tried. But every time I try to be good, be a model, be their hero, and be perfect in their eyes . . . I couldn’t avoid making such mistakes—which I was badly embarrassed. Those mistakes lead them to die, even those whom I treasured in my life.

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

A strange feeling of having done this before hit me as I went into the woods. It had been years since I had run through these trees as a wolf—a day or two before I left Pinecrest Valley, if I remembered right. A few days before I made the biggest mistake of my life. It was wild how a choice made by a young man, filled with anger and hate, could ruin the lives of three people.

For the first time, hesitation crept into my heart. It was not because of Phoebe. It was because I realized that the trip had been like a mirror, reflecting parts of myself I had always avoided seeing. I began to wonder whether I had long grown tired of a life that felt too predictable, only lacking the courage to admit it. One weekend, Shanine brought up the idea of taking another short trip with Phoebe. Looking into her hopeful eyes, I suddenly understood something. Once a secret existed, it would never truly disappear.

Not many wolves get the luxury to go to college, but the ones who do, I can say adamantly they don't take it for granted. I was a little confused as to why something like this should be kept hidden. "Most of the people in our pack think my parents own it all" he comments reading my confused look. "People didn't take my jump in rank well. They think that my parents money had something to do with getting me here, and if it did, well I didn't know. It's not like I had much of a choice in the matter either." He signed "so now I keep my life private. No one tells me anything because they don't know anything."

"I think even her kneeling there has dirtied our god." "Get lost!" Amidst the curses all around, Mindy continued, "Using my husband's blood to save the homewrecker was my third mistake. Giving up my husband's home for the homewrecker was my fourth mistake. "Leaving my husband in the cold yard just because of a few words from the homewrecker was my fifth mistake. Not fulfilling my wifely duties was my sixth mistake. “Breaking my husband's heart and forcing him to flee to a foreign country just to avoid me was my seventh mistake!”