She Won't Forgive Novels & Stories

Be the reason of someone's happiness ____________________________________________________ “ I won't forgive you...so easily Xander" She pouted and I know she won't forgive me so easily but I will try my best to have her forgiveness.I will give her so much happiness that she will forget the past...forgive all the bad things happened..in past...I will give her so much love..that her whole life will be all around me and me only. "I know..baby I will try hard to make you forgive me" I said .

I muttered, but she shook her head. “If I did that, I wouldn't be able to stay in your arms.” she replied, dumping cold water on my head and little man. She was closing her eyes so as not to see me? Did my face remind her of so much evil? I cogitated, letting my hand around her waist and on her face fall. She opened her eyes then. “It will take a while, Kaden. As I said earlier, forgiveness is not really my forte, not to mention forgetting the ill done to me.” she stated, moving to rest on the door again.

“Then, what the heck is that all about, Slate? You are pushing me to him! I am not his wife or mate, anymore. He had turned his back on me that I was to lose everything – including my child, Slate! Including him! And with that certain reason… that is enough reason for me to never forgive him!” Shea’s voice was low but deep and full of unadulterated fury. He leaned against the wooden table – well enough for him to hear them clearly. He closed his eyes as he heard those painful words – it was like a dagger that was slowly digging in his heart… slowly killing him with pain but would never heal at any time. Not unless Shea forgives him. Which was just so impossible, given that she had already sa

Tony was happy because everything went well. Micheal has accepted the letter of promotion and he is preparing to go to his new office. He thought that atleast that will ease the pain from his side . He never knew what he will do to appease to Jenny but he will try. Saying am sorry will not change the matter but atleast will let her know that he still love her and want her back. The fact remain clear that Jenny will not forgive him easily as Micheal did amd he knew that. Sitting in the office he looked at his desktop and sighs

The bunny was made of cheap material that caught dust, and I had always forbade her from sleeping with it because of hygiene concerns. To convince her to give it to me, I would tell her that I liked the bunny too so that she would hand it over. It was usually not very effective. She would cry and throw a round of tantrums before finally relenting. And now, she lifted my arm that had turned stiff and stuffed her most precious bunny into my hands. She then murmured, “Mommy, you can have Bunny. I don’t want it anymore. Please don’t be angry at me.” She then wrapped herself around my arms. “Mommy, you can sleep with Bunny. Will you forgive me after you wake up?”

She barely had a room to herself and was isolated from everyone even in school, and I still tormented her. What am I? Berating myself isn't enough. And I don't even think when she regains her consciousness fully she'd ever forgive me. I'm grateful right now that I can just hold her like this when she's vulnerable. Even If she decides not to forgive me, I can't hold her to it. I have done a lot not to be forgiven for.

On the fifteenth of every month, Rowan Hawthorn and I would swap homes. Eighteen years ago, a hospital accidentally swapped our embryos during IVF and put them into the wrong mothers. When the truth came out, my biological parents, Frank and Ronnie Hawthorn, wanted to keep Rowan. But his biological parents, Eugene and Rowena Cooper, wanted him back. They decided that he would live with each family for one month. Then, we would switch on the fifteenth of every month. I, on the other hand, became the unwanted burden. Wherever Rowan went, the house would be fully stocked with snacks and drinks. He would receive a thousand dollars as his monthly allowance, and the sunlit room would always b

Martha walked off with that her nose down in her book again. “Martha,” Shea called out to her. The other woman was almost at the top of the stairs before Shea concluded her internal debate. Apologizing was not an everyday thing for her. Martha gave her full attention. “I’m sorry about being nasty to you. I was a jerk. You’re not weak—” “I know,” Martha said directly. “It takes a strong person to love with all their heart, seeking nothing in return and a stronger person still to forgive. I forgive you. I did a long time ago.”

“You hurt me as a sister.” “You hurt me as a woman.” “You hurt my child by bringing war into her home.” Anita’s shoulders shook. Grace continued. “But I also know pain made you foolish.” “And loneliness made you dangerous.” She leaned back. “I forgive you.” Anita’s head snapped up. Grace raised a hand. “Forgiveness is not forgetting.” “It is choosing not to keep drinking poison.” The room went still. Then Grace added: “I can live with truth.” “I cannot live with confusion.” Anita cried openly now.

“Ready?” “Absolutely. I just couldn’t be playing gooseberry tonight, besides I like the idea of being back at mine, even though it’s a bit sparse now most of my stuff is packed up.” She is polite and keeps her distance, it’s hard to believe that this woman was once such a big shit stirrer, but I easily forgive and forget. My mommy always told me life is way too short not to forgive and that harboring resentment and bitterness is a sure-fire way to not enjoy life. So yeah, for now, I am giving Luna the benefit of the doubt.