Truly Madly Guilty Novels & Stories

“Maddy, I can’t force you to forgive me for lying to you. I know I hurt you, but I am still in love with you. I would never do anything to jeopardize your safety again. I swear it.” She let me hold her hand again. I caressed her hand. “I am going to do everything I can to earn your trust again.” Hearing that, she frowned and withdrew her hand. “I like you, Max, but I don’t trust you. I’m not going to let myself become a pawn in the game between you and Aston. Your little bet? I’m never getting over it. I’m not gonna let myself be used to win this game. You love me? Prove it. Prove to me that this isn’t some sort of game. Prove to me that you are not using me to win whatever game you are pla

Mimi had two glasses of bourbon in her hands. "I took care of it," he said. "Did you?" she sat and gave him a glass. "Do you know where he is now?" "He's gone ... I bought his gallery from Brian, and I put Olivia's name on it." Mimi chuckled and sipped from her glass, "This is exactly why I can't trust you with my will ... Declan ... she cheated on you with a boy, and you put her name on the business you bought with your money?" He stood up abruptly, "She's my wife! It was OUR money ... OUR lives ... I can't believe you had my wife followed for this? Is that really all you think about? Money?"

I pretended not to know anything and kept playing the role of the dutiful Luna. Seeking a thrill, they couldn't wait to indulge in each other in the study while I was fast asleep in my room. The next day, Ethan gave me a blue fox fur shawl. At that point, I realized that every blue gift he gave me was a sign of his guilt after his affair. My closet was overflowing with all the blue gifts he had given me. At that moment, I gave up. I decided it was time to end this relationship full of lies. "Lucy Miller, your mate bond with Ethan Carrillo will be severed. Your information in the wolf clan registry will be erased, and he will never find you again. Are you sure about this?"

Who could it be? “Come in,” he says. The door swings slowly and he looks up only to see Cath, the woman who left him high and dry two years ago. Three years ago, Uncle Gyles had been pressuring him about getting a Luna. Devilio had told his uncle that he was not interested in being with any woman. Uncle Gyles had then gone to get him a ‘Luna’ who turned out to be Catherine. She is a beautiful woman with red hair and huge boobs. The first time they made love was electric, and it could be compared to fireworks on the Fourth of July.

In my nervousness, I exposed my true colors and dropped the act of a demure young lady. Fortunately, Craig was hostile to Cindy as well. I had nothing to worry about at all. … I hadn't expected Craig to slap me at the café. He hissed at me, "Eden, you evil and wretched woman! How could you hire someone to stage an abduction and sully Amy? You don't deserve to call yourself our family. Get lost, now!" I had no idea how Craig found out about the truth. He lambasted me right there. "Craig, I was wrong. I did everything because of you!" I fell onto my knees and begged for mercy, but he left me behind.

It was early afternoon when Marcelline decided she couldn’t sit with the heaviness in her chest any longer. The morning had passed yet her mind kept circling back to that brief moment at the breakfast table. She could still remember the way Rafael’s expression had shifted, the way his voice had sharpened, as if she had spoken of something forbidden. It shouldn’t have mattered so much. She knew she hadn’t done anything wrong. And yet, guilt had a way of settling deep unreasonably and persistently, especially when it came to the person she loved most.

** But the moment the call connected, before he could speak, his father’s anxious, panicked voice blared, “Charlie, where are you? Go to the company now! “The police suddenly broke into our house—they’re taking me! Find someone quickly, don’t worry about money, just get me out!” The phone slipped from Charlie’s hand, bouncing off the ground and smashing against his foot. His body stiffened, and his hand froze midair before collapsing limply to his side. His lips turned pale, devoid of color. The others overheard the voice too, and whispers rippled through the crowd. Finally, Charlie met Conrad’s steady eyes. The truth hit him: Conrad was not mad. Everything he had said was true. The wedding

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"Did you hear about the girl in A2? She's had, like, four or five abortions in the last few months..." "Yeah, I think she's legit unstable. Every guy she sees, she calls him by the same name. It's seriously creepy." I followed their eyes and saw Nina lying in a hospital bed. Her hair was tangled, her eyes blank, and she just kept muttering to herself. "I'm sorry, Felix. I'm sorry. It was all my fault. I'll have your baby this time. I swear..." The girl who wanted me drowning in guilt for the rest of my life ended up trapped in her own instead.

I could hear the squelching noise from Bill's torn eye socket as I adjusted myself to accommodate Vincenzo's desperate advances. A clearing of the throat made us pull from each other. Ryan stared at Vincenzo meaningfully. “I got the CCTV,” my heart pounded hard against my chest. What if the CCTV has audio? What if the camera capture the moment I purposely tore off my dress? “Did I kill him?” I gnawed on my lip, apprehension in my eyes. ‘Please say yes,’ a seemingly endless chant in my head. The tense expression on Vincenzo's face faded into tenderness. “Shhh, it's over Princess,” •••