The Mistake Elle Kennedy Novels & Stories

－ On the way to the nursing home, Kennedy bit her lower lip in anxiety, her fingers twisted together, her heart racing. She had made a mistake. She shouldn’t have come to the civil affairs bureau. She should have gone to the nursing home the moment she woke up. No, she shouldn't have come back last night at all. She should have stayed at the nursing home with her grandmother. She knew her grandmother was scheduled for surgery today, yet she had left after being refused once. How could she be so foolish? Kennedy felt endless self-blame. She leaned back and closed her eyes. In her memory, blurry yet clear images mingled chaotically in her mind.

He ended his beautiful speech smiling tearfully. "Merry Christmas Dad." "Merry Christmas grandad." ********* Is okay to make a mistake, but us not okay when you don't learn from it✍️

“Maybe God is a woman. It would make sense; women create life. And it’s pretty clear the church hates women. Making Eve the bad one from the start. Then the witch hunt.” “O, no, I should have kept my big mouth shut. I've opened the door to another fucking sermon." “I like your big mouth,” It came out before I could stop myself. Kennedy actually blushed, and I tried to change the topic, not wanting to embarrass myself or her. While there were moments I could swear Kennedy felt the same way I did, it didn’t change the fact that it would be so messy if things went wrong. “You know, you can be a Republican and not vote for the, -“

“I told you! We’re already done!” Ellen looked like a princess in a fit of rage, completely ignoring the prince in front of her. “I know what I’ve done wrong, Ellen.” “I got drunk and made a big mistake!” “Come on, give me one more chance!” “I know my mistake now!” Eden took a step forward, reaching out to Ellen's hand with a pitiful look on his face. “I swear in front of everyone that I’ll spend my whole life loving, cherishing, and taking care of you!”

He had definitely been without a woman too long. "I am so sorry." Eileen dithered as she hurried to where they faced off. She walked over to the woman. "Eileen French. I'm sorry I wasn't in the office when you came by, or we might have avoided all this. But we'll get it fixed right now." "I don't know how that's possible," he told her, "since I don't plan on giving up this cottage." "There has just been a terrible mistake," Eileen told him.

She’s a Kennedy now—prices are irrelevant. Elise smiles. “Oh, Alexander. You do know Dad disowned Elena, right? She’s broke.” Her words are meant to hurt Elena, and I smile to myself as Elena takes out her wallet. It’s as worn as her bag is, and I’ll need to make sure we select her a new one before we leave this store. Elena looks into my eyes, and I wink at her. She bites down on her lip as she takes out her black card, and Elise blanches.

"Corrie is alive, we both know she went missing when she was 12, she was said to have died. Don't you think we need to find the truth behind this mistake?" "Mistake?" I barked out a laugh, half disbelief, half fury. "Now you think it’s a mistake?" "It’s been sixteen years," I pressed, my voice rising, "and it’s not like Corrie hasn’t been public all this time. You ignored her existence. Even when we publicly made our marriage known months ago. You didn’t fucking care. And now you’re here telling me there was a mistake? Don’t piss me off, Kennedy. Why are you really here?"

He always had tons of bodyguards with him, and it seemed like he had endless meetings to go to, or he was attending dinner parties with his beautiful Beta fiancée, Gianna. I lied to myself, saying he was just too busy to see me. Until the day everyone said he was going to marry Gianna, and she would become the Luna Queen of the Dark Moon Pack. The manor was buzzing with excitement that day. I hid in the crowd like a thief. I watched Eric put a moonstone necklace on Gianna, heard everyone cheering about how perfect they were together. That night, curled up in the cold, dark storage room, I finally understood. The Eric who used to spend every night wrapped around me, who worked himself to the

Reign replied. “No.” Evan stepped fully inside. “A new one.” Reign stiffened. “What now?” Evan handed him a tablet. Reign glanced at it. Then his expression darkened so fast the air shifted with it. “What is it?” I whispered. Neither answered at first. Then Evan spoke quietly. “She leaked the project errors to one of the board members. Said it came from Maya.” My chest caved. Reign’s hand tightened around the tablet like he wanted to snap it.

he asked. “They didn’t find models,” Ellen said calmly. “They simply wanted to walk the runway for her themselves.” Kent muttered, “Damn.” These people had gone crazy—doing anything for Ella. “Ella is loved and supported. Everything she has comes from her own efforts. Your schemes are worthless,” Ellen added. Kent stayed silent. “Like tinted glasses or filters, your judgment is clouded, Kent Yale. It’s time to take them off,” Ellen advised. ***