Our Fault Book 3 Novels & Stories

I can’t control the moan that slips out when she hits a knot. “Damn, these are some serious knots. What have you so damn tense?” She asks. “Besides someone trying ot kidnap my girlfriend, hockey, and life. I just want to find Karli and take care of these assholes so we can be done with this shit.” I tell her. “Ok, fair. I feel like this is all my fault. While I don’t regret coming here, I feel this is all my fault, and if I left, everything would go back to normal for you guys.” She admits.

She lowered her eyes to hide her emotions and replied, “I was in a bad mood and I decided to visit Miss Miller to give her a piece of my mind. She destroyed my friend’s life. Who knows if she will ever wake up? I haven’t visited my best friend because of guilt. When she needed me the most, I was hiding in a corner. I don’t know how I will explain it to her when she is out of the coma. I am ashamed of myself.” Samson looked at her for a long time, but he didn’t believe anything Sloane was saying. He smiled at her, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes and said, “Should I find out that you were involved in my sister’s injury, I will never let you and your family off.” Tears were streaming down S

Nina said before bursting in laughter. "I knew that you knew," Cela said to Hyun. "But it's over." Hyun still couldn't say anything. "I kept forgetting about the fiancé. I'm so bad," Cela continued. "What are you going to do now?" Hyun asked to keep the conversation going. Cela breathed deeply. "What else? Just do what I am supposed to do," she answered. "You mean you're starting the third book?" Hyun asked without thinking carefully. He wanted to take back what he asked.

The people I trained with, laughed with, lived with for these last years after leaving Brookstone, most of them would be dead soon and there was nothing I could do about it. It was all my fault. I howled in sorrow but I doubt the sound would even reach the surface because this dungeon was deep underground. I suddenly realised something, it wasn’t really my fault, it was Gavrael’s fault. It was his stupid arrogance that gave him the audacity to attack packs that don’t belong to him without any care for the people that have lived in those packs for generations. It’s not my fault for wanting to have a right to speak my mind, it was supposed to be my choice to be his or not but he took that from

Then I was in Maximus' arms, and everything is blank. Why am I here? He was supposed to answer all my questions. I was still supposed to hear his side of what happened. He needs to know that he can't keep blaming himself. What happened wasn't his fault. I don't even fear him. He probably thinks that I do after how I responded. We definitely need to have a conversation.

I couldn't help but feel this was my fault, I was the one that persuaded her to go on this trip and I led her to her death and worst of all I couldn't catch the culprits. Tears flowed down my cheeks freely, words could not explain how I felt, I just felt empty and filled with guilt. “It is all your fault, it is your fault, your fault,” the accusations kept playing in my mind. I searched through my mind looking for Draco, I needed someone to pull me back…it was just too sudden. I kept glancing back at her body, hoping Georgina would just get up but she didn't. The sentinels followed behind in silence, their faces grim, so we were crying loudly.

Matheo, his father’s best friend, had fucked up, and he failed them, and then he’d chosen to tell them the truth when they were standing on the edge of the fucking street, like an idiot. Was it his fault? Or was it the murderers' fault? Was it Elvie’s fault for having a brother like Joey?

Chapter 14: A New Lead Eltan Storm "I feel so bad, Faith. I kind of feel like it's my fault. Especially since it happened the day after I turned him down. Maybe I was too harsh on him?" "No, Candy. It wasn't your fault. It was just an accident, not a suicide." I listened to the conversation between Candy and Faith while leisurely sipping my drink at the bar counter. Today was Faith's first day back at work after her week off, and Candy was expressing her sorrows to Faith.

“Terrible. My mistakes have caught up with me in the worst way. Deep did not have to pay the price for my recklessness. He shouldn’t be in that condition.” “But you know it is not your fault, Gia! It…” “It is!” Gia sprung to her feet, her voice louder than she would have intended. “This is all my fault. The reason Deep is hurting is me. The reason why everyone, all of you, is in danger right now is still me, Grace. And the same reason why the girls are missing. They must be cursing me for..." “No one would blame all this on you, Gia!” Grace cut her off, standing in front of her. “You need to stop blaming yourself. It will not do any good to you. You did all you could.”

“It still doesn’t make me better, Giana. I caused pain just by existing. I made that choice.” The pain in my belly flared. My legs buckled. I collapsed. Giana dropped to the floor with me, cupping my face in her hands. “It is not your fault,” she whispered. “You had to survive.” “At the expense of someone else’s pain?” I sobbed. “I am a bad person. I did this.” “This is all Leonardo’s fault. He sent you to the slave home. You did what you had to do.You are not bad. Fate happened.”