Unforgivable Book Novels & Stories

"I'll handle this." She nodded, scampering off. I leaned against the wall, breath ragged. In my heart, I held Ma Felicia there—not with pity, but with a cold determination. Despite her losses, her pain, she'd chosen cruelty. Shay had suffered, Father had suffered, and now me. I wouldn't forgive her. Not ever. Unforgiven—that's what she was to me now. I trudged up to my quarters, the weight of it all pressing down. The room was as I'd left it, the journal still open on the desk, Shay's letter peeking out. I stuffed it away, not ready to face more secrets.

While Alejandro raged and Erin screamed, the violence only deepened the girl’s trauma instead of helping her heal or smoothing the path to forgiveness. Yes, what he had done was unforgivable, but people can change. No one is beyond the possibility of being forgiven; they are not God to withhold mercy. If the Creator can forgive, perhaps Erin—a gentle, pure-hearted woman—could find it in her to forgive someday.

Her desire for revenge had blinded her. She had let her anger and hurt consume her, leading her down a path of destruction. But now she saw the error of her ways. Forgiveness, not revenge, was the key to healing and moving forward. Her newfound understanding was not just an intellectual concept but a deeply felt conviction. She had come to understand that forgiveness was not just about letting go of the past but about embracing the present with compassion and kindness. A new inmate, a young woman named Maria, was thrown into the cell next to hers. Maria was hardened, bitter, and angry, having been sentenced to prison for a crime she swore she didn't commit. Sofia saw the pain and desperation

Mostly because I then knew I was able to – and expected to – throw Jake’s name around to pick and choose my tasks. I understood why Jake had done it. He wanted to help me. But I also didn’t want to forgive him too fast. What if I forgave him and he did it again? Or what if I found out I’d never even gotten into university? What if my entire life just became a Barbie’s Dream House set up by him? I didn’t want him to be able to control me. But that didn’t matter now. What mattered was whether I could fix my status at the office and earn respect as an individual.

"listen you so called prince..just because of your bad experience with someone doesn't imply that every damn girl is like your girlfriend. You rascal. I think this is because of your character that every girl becomes a bitch to you. You deserve that...you pathetic creature" She was wiping her tears from falling. "You called me a gold gigger which I am definitely not but I am quite sure that if you were in my place then you would have been surely a gold digger. Do you know that 'A man is literally what he thinks, his character being the complete sum of all his thoughts: this is how you are" She glared pointing her finger towards him. They both were glaring.

Chapter 16 Angelo Forgiveness is a beautiful gift. I always used to think that I was not worthy of forgiveness; until my father said he forgave me for going out on that fateful night and told me he was thankful to God that I was alive. Being pardoned brings about a feeling of freedom , for the person giving the redemption and the person receiving. I had to learn to forgive myself first before I could accept that I had no control over what happened. I couldn't predict what was going to happen that night . Cleo knows one of my secrets. I have already told her that I love her and I mean it from the depth of my soul. Making love to her lights my body up in ways unimaginable.

Kelvin said "that will be done in the next meeting, Goodluck to you" Oris said and broke the line. Kelvin mind went blank for a moment. Why is all this happening. He truly had the right feelings for Jane and he dispised himself for it. The cult rules say that no one should be in love or have any true relationship with the opposite sex. He has killed seven girls. These girls are from great and influential homes. Many times he had been called to the police station to be questioned but never charged guilty of the crime he truly do. His parents had always used their resources to save him from crime he did. Now he want to have a change. He want to stop the killing of innocent and beautiful girls.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. The Forbidden Love Series will be slightly different from the ones I've written so far. The stories in this series are not connected to each other. They are each stand-alone stories, and all of them feature forbidden love. A Short Synopsis: Twenty-four-year-old Serenity Parker had always been in love with her older brother's best friend, Alexander Dawson who was two years older than her. Soon she found out that he was too interested in his underground fight clubs and

Someone who could satisfy my dark fantasies was here and the feeling was mutual on both ends. Chion wasn’t like my other boyfriends who wouldn’t do past having sex with me. I wanted something raw. Primal. Crazy. Wild. I guess I’m broken to even think of something like that as a twenty-two years old college student. Many people, including Ovin, thought of me as an innocent girl who couldn’t harm a fly and who definitely couldn’t dream of such dark fantasies or imagine them. I was broken beyond repair and it might probably be the reason why my boyfriends cheated on me.

With his body weak these days, the slap knocked him to the floor. I stood back, witnessing Joe’s violent outburst. The scene only deepened my disgust for him. This man, with his quick temper and abusive streak, had tried to trap my mother in the past, stealing her freedom. My father—sweet but naïve—would never know how Joe schemed to steal the hefty dowry my grandparents had left for my mom. That stolen fortune was what Joe had used to build his overseas empire, returning home draped in fake success. Tears welled up in my eyes, and my hands clenched the shopping bag held behind my back.