Their Mistake Her Rise Novels & Stories

They apologized, in a trembling tone. “What the hell! How could you make such a silly mistake!” I yelled at them, at the top of my voice. “We’re sorry, ma’am. We felt she wouldn’t be able to escape as we had already injected her with the poison.” “She managed to escape from here, and yet, we still can’t find her, outside. Can you just see how much this mistake of yours, has cost?” I questioned them, feeling my blood boil, and unable to see how possible it was, for me to calm down.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Marta busied herself pinning one last fold at the hem, humming something low under her breath, and for a moment the room felt lighter than it had any right to, given everything that had led me here. A house that wasn’t mine a month ago. A man I hadn’t known existed until a lab technician’s mistake tied us together. And somehow, standing here in this dress, surrounded by two women who’d shown up for me without needing anything in return, it didn’t feel like the disaster it should have. “Okay.” Priya straightened, clapping her hands together like she was calling a meeting to order. “Hair. Shoes. And then I want to hear everything about how this man proposed

I just bowed and didn't answer her. I also feel that everything that comes out of my mouth is wrong for them. They always say something that is not good about me, but the fact is that what they are criticizing me for is a mistake, and also, I also started a mistake so my whole personality and even what I do is wrong for them. All of that is wrong, nothing is right. "Leave that child of yours alone. Just make sure you don't embarrass yourself. The moment I hear something bad, I'll make sure it's your last out.” I just nodded to what Grandma said, I didn't have a choice either.

Her hand palmed his face with her hand,forcing their eyes to meet. "All these are what makes us humans, my King. We give trust, and we receive it. Just because we make mistakes sometimes,and give to the wrong people, it does not make us any less human....or any less powerful and lovable. It only means that mistakes happens. And what matters is how we deal with it." She continued, "How we stand after we fall. How we rise after we stumble. How we handle the mistakes and it's aftermaths so it does not ruin us. That is what matters, My King."

INTRODUCTION Ayla is just a simple girl, everyone loves her because of her nice attitude and gorgeous face. Her life is just simple not until she meet the man that will change her life, the man that she will love. She’s even willing to do everything for him, including being his beautiful mistake. PROLOGUE Beautiful scenery and cold air caresses my skin. The different kind of flowers and bird noises gives me comfort. This is the kind of silence I want. I am not the kind of girl who believes in love, for me love is a lust, hormones and being made my by our mind and think that it was love.

“How dare you humiliate my family like this?!” Serena stood tall. No longer lowering her gaze, she met his eyes directly—her stare filled with both hatred and liberation. “I’m not the one humiliating you, Dewangga,” she said clearly. “Your own actions are. You wanted to show the world that I’m incompetent? Now the world sees that you and your mother are not even worthy of being called human—let alone a family for Clarisa.”

he said, “and when leaves for the night, you’re going to be on it.” My eyes widened even more. “We can’t do that,” I said, shaking my head from side to side and trying to get it across that this was wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Terribly wrong. “And why not?” he asked, starting to unbutton the white button-up shirt I had tucked into my skirt. When they were all undine, he reached behind me and unclipped my bra, smirking as my tits bounced out of it. “Hmmm, Liza?”

“Please.” She doesn’t meet my gaze but does as I ask, placing her hand in mine and allowing me to lead her away from the study. “I know what needs to happen,” she whispers. “I was a mistake. I’ve always been a mistake.” “No, it’s true. Everybody knew, even before I did. I was always a freak. There was something wrong with me, I never fit in. I never fit anywhere. And now I understand why. It would have been better if I were never born, so none of this would’ve happened.”

Now I see you’re a selfish, crazy, proud, and arrogant jerk. She pauses, her words sharp and deliberate." And all because I just made a single mistake? One mistake? I’ve already assured you it won’t happen again. Just one mistake?" She scoffs, her frustration obvious. Her audacity amuses me. I stand, slowly, deliberately, and bend slightly to meet her eye level. A smirk plays on my lips as I speak. "Just one mistake? "I say, my tone is low and deliberate. ‘’ I. Don't. Tolerate. Any. Single. Mistake."

I suddenly laughed. Laughed at how naive I had been in my youth, believing in things like promises. “So? You want me to just let it go?” “Sera, enough already. It’s just a bracelet. Do you really have to make things difficult for Angela? She’s just a college student.” While we were at a stalemate, Angela suddenly stepped forward with tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. Sera, don’t be mad at Mark! I’ll pay you back for the bracelet. I’ll work part-time to earn the money…”