One Night One Mistake Novel Novels & Stories

DIABLO I never make mistakes. Tonight, I made two. The first one was missing the drop. The job went down right under my nose, and I walked away with an empty case. The second mistake was bringing April into a world she doesn’t belong in. Now I’m behind the wheel, driving through the night with a civilian sitting beside me. Not just any civilian, the one who has been haunting my mind since the moment I first laid eyes on her. What am I doing?

Liz just stared me while I am sleeping. That night, I decided to go with them to the bar to release what my feelings are: despair, anguish, guilt. Name it all, it is endless. It is the first time ever that I went to have a drink after a year, and I am planning to lavish myself with the power of alcohol. They brought me to Midnight Bar. It is a Friday night so I expected a full blown bar. Leon's friend, Dave, is the manager of the bar and let us in, VIP lounge.

His profile was cut sharp against the pale morning light, beautiful, distant, unreadable. “Good morning,” she said softly, searching for a trace of the warmth she’d felt the night before. He turned, grey eyes cool now. His voice was smooth, too careful. “About last night…” Her stomach tightened. She was begging all her stars to stop the moment right there. She was not ready for what was coming toward her. She will never be ready for that. “It was… a mistake.” His words were clipped, controlled. “A one-night lapse in judgment.”

It was Clark Alcaide, my fiancé's young uncle—and the man I had spent the night with. "Mmm, aren't you going to acknowledge me?" he asked, leaning closer and pinning me against the wall. "Let me go, Mr. Alcaide. You seem to have forgotten who I am," I replied, my tone sharp as I tugged my hand from his tight grip. I squirmed, trying to escape his hold. "Hmm, I know you. I remember how your body responded to every touch I gave," he smirked. "Mr. Alcaide, watch your words. That was the biggest mistake I ever made, and you only took advantage of my drunkenness."

But he can't tell her that knowing her feelings are purely business. "I didn't make a mistake," Charles muttered. Yeah, he knew who he was making love to that night. He knew but he was having too much fun to stop. If he did make a mistake about her, that's when he took advantage of her being drunk.

And walked out. Only in the elevator, staring at my flushed reflection in the metal doors, did the memory hit me again — the way he’d paused, eyes locked on mine, the way my body had arched into him without hesitation. Heat hit me low in my stomach so suddenly it made me press my legs together. I pressed my legs together, trying to ignore it. This was supposed to be one night. One stupid, reckless mistake. But as the elevator descended, I felt it — that quiet, dangerous pull dragging me backward. Like the night wasn’t finished with me yet.

I know I’ve gotten over Jordan, probably, but I couldn’t say it, and he found satisfaction in my gullible moment. **** When the words “sorry” left his mouth, it irritated me even more. I didn’t know what he was playing at anymore. My mind went back and forth on whether he was actually being remorseful or he just felt like ruining my life. As I said Andrea’s name, I realized I had made a big mistake, and it fueled me more as I stormed out of his car into the house without sparing Frank or the guards a glance. “Girl, what’s this face for? And plus, who was that? Because I clearly remember the car that picked you up was a Ferrari, not a Rolls Royce,” Maya said as she followed me upstairs to the

"If it's because of what happened that night, I will explain to them that it was all my fault and I will apologize. Really, I won't hold you accountable for what happened that night." "You're trying to negotiate with me, huh?" The woman nodded slightly. "Yes-" “Sorry, negotiations failed. The decision can no longer be reversed, you must become my lover and meet my parents. End of discussion." "But how long will this agreement last? Come on! My fault is not that big! There's no way you're going to keep me in this predicament for too long, right?” Brian tried to think for a moment. He needed quite a long time, at least until his parents really stopped matchmaking him. "I'm not sure, let me thi

I looked at him; his eyes were full of impatience, disgust, and contempt, as if looking at a disobedient insect. "My mating with Gianna concerns the future of two packs and the stability of the North. She will be my Luna, the mistress of Dark Moon Manor. Can't you just behave, stop causing trouble, and live humbly and quietly like a real Omega?" Live humbly? Those words seared into my soul like a brand, agonizingly painful. I clutched the bank card tighter, its metal edges digging into my palm. I was already preparing to disappear from his world like dust. How much humbler did I need to be?

Damn door needs oil again. First Lily, our gamma's daughter, walks in. Her black passion twisted hairstyle bounced against her radiant black skin, as she skips to my line. Next Nathen walks in. As a delta of the pack Adam placed him outside to make sure every wolf came in safely and orderly. I guess he forgot the orderly part. "Nathan is walking in, that means this is it" Adam notes, almost sounding relieved that there isn't anymore foot traffic. Just when I began to think Nathan was about to close the door, he pauses and opens the door a little more, making way for who ever was behind him.