Perfect Mistake Novels & Stories

he coughed breathing hard, “I’m sorry.” “That’s right,” I looked at him “You are going to be sorry” I started walking around behind observing his legs trying to decide where I wanted to hit him, I tilted my head a few times walking around him. “Please did she send you to do this, ” he stuttered in pain. I laughed, “This is about Maya but it’s not what you think. You ruined a perfect business deal.” “What?” He looked at me with hazy eyes almost passing out. I was back facing him as I smirked finally deciding on a perfect spot to break. Bingo. “I need you to keep him steady for this” I spoke.

With an air of disinterest, he opened the box to reveal a stunning golden band with an intricate diamond. Emily gasped, her eyes widening with genuine admiration. “This is beautiful,” she cooed, extending her hand eagerly for him to place the ring on her finger. He slid the ring onto her finger, feeling an unexpected softness as their fingers touched. For a heartbeat, he mistakenly held her gaze a moment longer than necessary, caught off guard by the flicker of something beyond annoyance in her eyes. As soon as he released her hand from his grip, Emily smiled, admiring the glint of the ring on her finger.

And then, Oscar jumped on the sleeping Charlotte. We should finish our work on time. Once time has passed it will not come back for anyone. Time moves at its own pace. Time is the most precious thing in our life. We are human. It's normal for humans to make mistakes. We never make mistakes knowing. We realized it after making one. There are some people who got the opportunity to correct their mistakes. But in some human lives they may not have time or opportunity to correct their mistakes. Sometimes a small mistake can make a difference in your life. Sometimes it is seen that there are some mistakes made by your relatives or your loved ones which are difficult to accept. Even an angry man,

“I just realized this morning that you are my most beautiful dream, my prince but who knew what’s in the context ‘and they lived happily ever after.’ I think that’s the tricky part in a fairytale. Nobody knew what happened next,” “A sequel, Tara,” I assured her. “We will not end our happily ever after here,” I promised her, but I needed time. I wanted to tell her, one at a time. When we go back, I will tell the truth about that mistake I made the first day we met. We will start from there... we will begin our sequel there.

She nodded "I know I'm the most horrible person in this world, but I'm so sorry I was not able to recognise you when I saw you. I should have apologize for everything I did. From our prom night to our marriage, for judging you for your imperfections when mine was piled up like a mountain. I love you Pearl, I can't live without you. I don't know how I survived those days without you. But at this point, just do whatever you want to. You're free to divorce me. I deserve it, I deserve everything you want to do. Just please, find a place in your heart to forgive me" ////////////////////////////////// Fly! not because you want to, but because you have to.—Penangel.

But my heart started beating like crazy in my chest, and my mind told me instantly you have a second chance. "What is wrong with the papers? we both sign." I told her like she didn't know. I was all the time a person with a very collected attitude and very strong. I was the type of person who can't see any emotions on my face, and I can be just cold and methodical. You can say I'm a psychopath and a danger to society. And maybe I am, but in this second, right now I'm melting like a marshmallow, waiting for my lawyer's words. "We discovered a type error basically in the original document, and because of that, the judge is not allowed to release your marriage."

“Oh okay." A tensed silence, so thick I could cut through it with a knife, surrounded us. I laughed, my ridiculous situation suddenly feeling extremely funny to me. Noah Hale watched me like the knots holding my brain together had loosened. “Are you okay?" “Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I replied curtly, my strange laughter increasing. “It was a mistake, you know. A terribly horrible mistake." I said once my laughter died down. “It was a one night stand with a man I met at a club one night." I started to explain to him.

I wave goodbye to them as I rush out the door. Sighing with defeat, I pick up the pace, knowing that I will have to run the entirety of the way there to make it on time. I couldn't afford to be even a second late. The Macafee family had already disgraced the Ramono family once. We couldn't afford to have another incident happen. When I reach the packhouse, my entire body is covered with sweat and panting hard. I have to hold myself up with my palms against my knees as I try to catch my breath.

My stomach tightened, an entirely different kind of nausea than the morning’s. “There’s no version of this staying private forever,” he said. “The clinic error. You living here. Eventually, the pregnancy itself, once it’s visible. I have a public life whether I want one or not, and the moment any part of this reaches the press, and it will, they won’t print the truth. They’ll print whatever sells.” “So what are you saying?”

His hand hovered above my hardened nipple, his gaze searing. “I did, didn’t I?” His voice was careless as though a promise meant nothing here. “This is wrong.” I whimpered. “But…” his smirk deepened, “…how do I take it that you’re half-naked on my bed, waiting like a sacrifice? If that isn’t an invitation, I don’t know what is.” My breathing stuttered. “That’s not—it’s not—! I was tired. I just— I made a mistake!” “In this side of the world,” he murmured, brushing strands of my hair behind my ear, close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath, “mistakes are deadly, piccolo.”