Plans Gone Awry Novels & Stories

“Keep your voice down! Yes I carried out my plan. But it still didn’t work.” “Why?” She demanded. “The hell I know! Maybe the bitch was born lucky.” “That isn’t an answer! The plan was perfect. Unless you didn’t carry out your end properly.” “Meaning?” Zoey fumed. “You messed up! Did you send it using Adele’s name like we said.” “Look here miss know it all. My end was good. If it didn’t work then too bad! Think up your own plan if you are so smart.” “I will! I don’t know why I teamed up with your useless ass anyway.” Karen fumed.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing her trust, not now when we were just starting to build something… ‘real. Tom's missteps had thrown a wrench into our carefully laid plans, and now I had to tread carefully to salvage the mission. One wrong move could spell disaster, and I couldn't afford to let my guard down. I took a deep breath, assessing the situation and weighing my options. I needed to think several steps ahead, anticipating potential pitfalls and devising contingency plans. The stakes were high, and I couldn't let Tom's mistakes derail our entire operation. With a clear head and a steady hand, I began to navigate the treacherous landscape, making adjustments and compensating for To

Plan A and plan B had failed but I would keep coming up with as many plans as needed. This time, it was war.

production team. Scarlett was livid. "You said it was foolproof! Where did it all go wrong? Instead of finishing that wretch, I've become the laughingstock!" Amaryllis faltered. "It was executed according to the plan. I don't know where it went awry..." "What's the use of all this talk now? Success was lacking, failure abundant!" Scarlett flung the bedside vase in fury, shattering it at Amaryllis's feet, who recoiled in fear.

Cassandra seconded. “I missed your presence here but I certainly don’t miss that,” added Devin. “Is she doing that to you?” He asked my new team members. The Major shared, “She once told me of a plan while we were on a helicopter. But, when we landed on the container ship, that plan was thrown out to the sea. We didn’t do anything and everything that was on the plan she said!” Well, I admit, that plan really failed. But, amidst that failure, we won. It’s the end result that matters, anyway, so that’s okay.

And said "you have fourteen unread messages from pack members." And the moment was over. By late morning we had something that almost resembled a plan. It was not a good plan. It was the plan of three people working with no information and no precedent and nothing but each other and a notepad, but it was structured enough that it felt like we were doing something rather than just falling.

"The plan didn't scale through. Everything has gone wrong." Silence hung in the air for a moment, and then I heard Dylan's voice rise in shock and disbelief. "What do you mean it didn't work? We spent months strategizing and preparing for this. How could it have all fallen apart?" My temper flared, and I snapped back at him, my voice tinged with resentment. "Are you doubting me, Dylan? Do you think I didn't do everything in my power to make it succeed? Someone has spoiled our plan, and I don't know who but I suspect Beta Liu."

It was because I liked none of the plans. With every plan I had come up with, the other part of me had managed to find something wrong with it. Either it was not well detailed enough, felt like a route to total failure or I felt it made me look pathetic and like an attention whore. So now I lay on my bed, my mind reeling from the aftermath of being stressed to its limit without a plan, and my husband was due home in five hours. I scanned my head through the various plans that I had previously made to see if there was one approach I could use, but they all left a bitter taste in my mouth.

They were now against a brick wall, or rather, two brick walls. They stayed there for hours on end until they finally managed to come up with a plan between the two of them. They ran through the plan when they were done plotting it to check whether it had any loopholes in it. They could not afford to allow the plan to fail. It was the best shot at a solution they had gotten so far and they were not going to allow it to go down the drain.

“Margaret said something else.” Adrian’s eyes narrow slightly. “What?” I remember the line clearly now. The one that made my blood run cold. “You weren’t supposed to be the one driving.” Marcus stiffens. “Yeah. That part still bothers me.” My stomach twists. “Which means…” Adrian finishes the thought quietly. “The plan failed.” Marcus crosses his arms slowly. “And whoever planned it had to improvise.” The room grows silent again. Because that realization changes everything. The crash wasn’t the final move.