Now They Want My Forgiveness Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry. I didn't do the right thing, and I'm not asking you to like me, or love me, I'm asking you to forgive me." Forgiveness seems so far away now. I look out at the road and watch the traffic for a long while. "Listen, I can't say I forgive you now. Because I'm not there yet. I appreciate you coming, but I don't want your money. I'm going to have her cremated and be done with it. If you want to come, you can, but don't bring your new wife. I see that ring on your finger. You have any more kids? Do I have any siblings?"

No matter what he did, we could never go back to before. Caleb wiped his blood away before looking up at me. The despair in his eyes was evident as he pleaded hoarsely, "I want to make it up to you. Make up for my mistakes. I don't need us to reconcile. All I want is your forgiveness. Natasha, please give me a chance to make it up to you." Caleb kept groveling at my feet, sobbing loudly. I never once imagined that the high and mighty Caleb, who once renounced himself of earthly desires, would be begging me so pitifully for my forgiveness.

“I know that now. I see what you’ve become—what you can do. You’re strong, Emily. Stronger than I ever was. You’ve earned this, I see that. Just… please. Let me live.” He crawled toward me, collapsing at my feet. His fingers clutched at the hem of my cloak, desperate. “You don’t have to kill me.” “No,” I said, staring down at him. “But I *want* to.” His expression crumbled into pure panic. “You owe me,” he whispered. “I took you in. Trained you. I was your family!” “And then you exiled me,” I said, my voice as sharp as a blade. “Stripped me of my birthright. Lied to the pack. You shattered everything I was—and now you want the easy way out?”

"Because you still haven't lost yours. You’re the charming, fallen CEO with a tragic yet redemptive story. I’m just the woman who spread her legs to skip a few rungs." He settled down across from me, the distance between us heavy with unspoken words. "I’m asking you to forgive me," he said quietly. "I just want to know how to help." I wiped my face, the tears blurring my vision. "I want to burn the internet to the ground." "Then let's do it," he replied, his expression stone-cold. I stared back at him, and for a fleeting moment, something fragile inside me shattered and a foolish, reckless laugh erupted from my chest.

he scoffed, silly. "Begging me? What do you want me to do? I heard you've been chasing her back because she had a kid for you. All I can do is wish you luck. There's nothing else that I can do to help you!" He snapped. I could tell by his expression that he also needed this second chance like me, but he just wouldn't admit it. He’s sure a hard man. "Of course, there's something you can do. You need her forgiveness, and so do I. If we can work together, we can get back her forgiveness," I said more like I was suggesting, but deep down, it was a pure bargain.

"I'm sorry Liv. I know I broke your heart. I know I shouldn't have moved here. I have messed up so many times. But I am here to work. I needed to get a better job so that I could take care of my daughter." He said that last part and looked at me like he was waiting for me to react in some type of way. "Don't look too disappointed JP. I already know about McKayla. Maggie made sure to reach out to me. She said she was only reaching out to me to apologize for everything, but she let me know about McKayla and even sent me a picture of her. JP, I don't know what you want from me. I struggled to pull myself together the first year after you broke me. I was stupid and fell for you. You can apologiz

"You're so shameless. I hate talking to you. Do I have to condone all this nonsense from you or what? Every single time you make me mad." I complained but instead of getting mad he's liking it instead. What kind of freak is this? What exactly is going on in his head every single time? "It doesn't matter. This time around I'm going to make sure I do whatever I can to get you forgiveness. That is my goal and I'm telling you now." He replied again shamelessly. He wants my forgiveness? Does he think that I'm going to easily forgive them when I have the memories of everything engraved in my heart? I went through a lot only for me to forgive them that easily?

"But remember that you don't owe anybody forgiveness." I almost laughed at him. He'd quickly forgotten that I recently forgave him of his heinous sin. My subconscious disagreed differentiating between Axton, who was drugged, and Sloane, who was stupid and had trust issues. Sloane gripped my thigh, sobbing harder. "Please, I beg you. Forgive me. Find a place in your heart to forgive me. " "Stop it, Sloane. People are watching," I lifted her by the shoulder.

Taking Leo and Sophia somewhere you'll never find us, which is exactly how it needs to be. *I want you to understand something before we go: Your sacrifice mattered. Not in the way you hoped—not in bringing us closer, not in earning my forgiveness, not in making me believe you've changed. But it mattered in keeping our children safe. In giving them a future where they don't have to look over their shoulder.* *I'm not going to tell you that I forgive you. I'm not going to tell you that one day, when you're released, we can try again. That's a fantasy, and we've both learned to live in reality.*

“Don’t tell me you called me out here to ask for my forgiveness?” “I know you are so angry at me right now, I deserve everything I am getting right now but please do not hate me. “Mariam, you killed my grandpa, faked everything and made me divorce my wife from the start, even if I try to forgive you do you think I will ever forget? You caused me a lot and please be careful in requesting to see me, I am out of here.” I stood up getting ready to leave and she begged me, I just ignored her, she was still the same to me, and all her begging can never bring back those she killed. Well, I have to forgive her but I need time on that, I am not wicked but I am just human.