Wrong Person Wrong Time Novels & Stories

"For planning your life without your consent. I know it's a bad thing, but I would definitely do it again if it's the only chance to be with you. I'd rather have you here by my side, protecting you, than have you protect you from afar. It would be far more dangerous, baby. Those guys were the most wicked and cruel people I know. They're doing what they want to do without thinking about the consequences of their actions. They are like that, baby, and I'm sorry if you had to experience that." Taddeio is saying sorry non-stop. He had been doing it for the past six years. He still blamed himself for why it happened to me, and I only told him that it had already happened and we couldn't do anythi

Never Again 🌷 “Sometimes life has a cruel sense of humor, giving you the thing you always wanted at the worst time possible.” Lisa Kleypas ~•~ •X A V I E R• Would you call it bad luck or the worst timing, if you end up working with the same person you spent five years hating?

Figure out I should keep my image positive, and also to claim an explanation for my innocence, I try to explain, “There was a mistake going on during th-” Yet before I could finish my words, he edges in, “You just have an excuse for everything, don’t you?” What!? No! I am not that kind of person! “It is not an excuse, it was a mistake fr-” “A mistake?” he edges in again, “You made a mistake with your working time?” Oh my God! What the hell is wrong with this person, why won’t he let me finish my words! And, “No!” I did not make any mistakes with my original working time!

Updates every hour. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to relax. Angela thought she’d won, that she’d scared me off. But she didn’t know me like she thought. She underestimated how far I’d go for Kurtis. My fingers trembled as I placed my phone back in my pocket. Now, it was time to make her believe I was gone. ---

The words hitted me louder than a bomb. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head immediately, the denial coming instinctively, desperately. “No, this is wrong. There’s a mistake. This can’t be right.” “There’s no mistake,” Adrien said coldly. I looked up at him, panic rising so fast it felt like it was choking me. “Adrien, listen to me,” I said quickly, stepping closer, my voice breaking despite my effort to stay calm. “There has to be something wrong with this report. After everything that’s happened, after the fake bottle test, you can’t just trust this without questioning it—”

I hope he rots in prison and I hope to never see his face ever again. He was nothing but a huge mistake. Matthew Bryant was my worst mistake, I wasted an entire year with the wrong guy. I loved the wrong guy, I gave him my entire heart thinking that he was the right person for me but he wasn't. He was a mistake and I can only hope that I will meet the right guy someday because I am so convinced that Matthew wasn't my soulmate. He wasn't my Mr. Right, he was the Mr. Wrong if that is even a thing. The end.

Choosing one looked to be wrong, while choosing both seemed to be greedy and also led to mistake. Awry. It would look incorrect to take a step anywhere. O n the other hand, Raveen remained stubborn. He was certain that his decision was also correct. Of course, falling in love with Lavina wasn't a bad thing. Why should everyone hate Lavina? Even though that she was been a descendent of Dawson, she was merely an innocent girl who was despised even by her own family. Lavina should have been removed from Rael's qualifications while compiling his enemies list.

"You've got the wrong person." "I'm the young lady of the Chapman family."

At the impossible choice. But there was no choice. There had never been a choice. "Marcus," I said into the phone, my voice deadly calm. "Gather everyone. Every resource we have. Every contact. Every favor owed." "What are you thinking?" "I'm thinking that Gregory Winters just made the worst mistake of his life." The elevator doors opened. I stepped in. "And I'm thinking that in 23 hours and 47 minutes, he's going to wish he'd never been born." The countdown continued.

She was dead wrong. ****