Wrong Choice Novels & Stories

He spurted out. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Did I see something wrong? Was he really asking me if I saw something wrong? Wasn't the question supposed to be, Did he do something wrong? Gosh! He didn't even see anything wrong in what he did. He thought it was okay. If we think about it well, it was actually okay. He made no mistake since there was nothing between us but... I couldn't just stop myself from getting annoyed. I felt cheated and jilted.

I'm losing concentration. I try to remind myself why I can't want Chase or even think about him. He's not my kind of man. If I want to give a relationship a second chance it should be with someone like Anderson. He's older, hard working, good looking, sweet. He's everything every woman would want. But every passing day I just can't help myself but think about Chase. How I wished I could have him again. I want Chase to be mine and only mine. And staring at his date as he gives her the gentlest smile, I just wished I was the one. I shake my head at how fucked up I've become because of a man I can't have. I remind myself for the gazillionth time Chase is a man I can't have. It's time to let him

“Being killed in your sleep because your stupid flute playing told the enemy where we are.” Grayson looked at me across the fire as if looking for help. I could only shrug. I wasn’t going to get involved in their premarital spats. Besides, Cat wasn’t totally wrong, even though she could have been nicer about it. Grayson hung his head and mumbled, “Sorry,” before putting his flute down. “Don’t be stupid,” Cat snapped. “Stupidity will get us killed. Can you at least manage that much?” “Cat!” Rose exclaimed. “It was a mistake. There’s no need to be so rude!”

The one I'd wear when I married her. But reality, as always, had its own cruel timing. The ill-fitting suit. The monogram sewn into the lining that wasn't my name. Her cold, dismissive gaze. I realized the woman I loved most no longer had any love left for me. Maybe the truth was, we'd already gone wrong five years ago. Or maybe… we were never right to begin with.

His assistant had stocked the bar, refilled the espresso pods, even set out the branded welcome package for his fiancée, a small box of curated gifts, hand picked for photo ops. The engagement date was two days away. Luca walked past it all, straight into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet. He splashed his face again. Still couldn’t breathe right. He gripped the edge of the sink. “This doesn’t define you,” he said out loud. The mirror gave no answer. Just the hollow eyed man staring back. “You’re not like him.” He wasn’t gay. He couldn’t be. It had been a moment. A mistake. A loss of control, the kind of indulgence men were allowed before being leashed by duty. Everyone slipped, didn’t t

sounds so poisonous to his hearing. “Don't accept him; that man is evil and ruthless,” he poured out angrily. Trying to weaken my spirit. “I won't be in the marriage forever. It is just a period of two years. And besides, I have the right to make my own decisions. And that I have made. I don't need any advice as regards to that,” I muttered strongly and firmly.

You lose them in all the small ones where you had a choice and you chose wrong. He had accumulated a long count of small wrong choices. He didn't have many left."

“ It’s very possible, just hard to attain, “ he huskily said. I could tell from the tone of his voice his mood had gone down. I wonder if it had anything to do with his mother. He slammed the cooler shut and walked away. “ Next time slam it a little harder, “ JJ shouted. Why couldn’t he just shut up sometimes? One day, he was going to say that to the wrong person and get killed. “ So, who do you think would win in a fight? Katherine or Ethan? “ Maya said brushing her ass against JJ’s pants. JJ carefully shooed her away and she sat and pouted on the cooler. “ Ethan, have you seen his muscles? “ Mabel swooned. I had the urge to beat the shit out of her for betraying me. How could everyone thin

babe, I am not in support of this situation but you saw it coming. you saw how he treated people below his social class. what made you think you are any different? even if you are, does the same occur to your family? you should know that you will have issues of indifference." "so now, it's my fault, huh?" "I am not blaming you girl! there is no guide in living in this world. we are just making decisions and if it turns out bad, we learn from our mistakes. all I am saying is that what you have is beautiful.

we laughed racing towards the dodgem cars ready for battle. After riding all the rides and eating till we were high on sugar, Liam wanted to try and win me a stuffed toy, being a werewolf and having heightened abilities was kind of cheating, which I pointed out but he didn’t seem to care. After successfully knocking over all the bottles in one of the games he asked me to pick the prize I wanted, but I wanted him to choose for me. Of course, he picked a giant stuffed wolf with bright green eyes and a silly grin on his face. “See the resemblance” he asked when holding it up against himself, it had the same colour eyes and infectious smile as him.