Your Fault Audiobook English Novels & Stories

“You don’t know what you are talking about, Sebastian. Give me a chance and I’ll explain.” But he wasn’t listening as a tear rolled down his cheek and he glared at me. “There is nothing left to explain. She’s in that condition because of you and here you are living your life without any regret. It's your fault that she couldn’t live her life the way she was supposed to, you didn't save her!” I swallowed, the guilt that I had only managed to wrap up in chains, albeit flimsly, started to crack and it started to swell. “I— It’s not my fault, though.”

The people I trained with, laughed with, lived with for these last years after leaving Brookstone, most of them would be dead soon and there was nothing I could do about it. It was all my fault. I howled in sorrow but I doubt the sound would even reach the surface because this dungeon was deep underground. I suddenly realised something, it wasn’t really my fault, it was Gavrael’s fault. It was his stupid arrogance that gave him the audacity to attack packs that don’t belong to him without any care for the people that have lived in those packs for generations. It’s not my fault for wanting to have a right to speak my mind, it was supposed to be my choice to be his or not but he took that from

It's over. It's over and it's my fault. It's my fault. I'm the problem. It's me mummy. It's me.

“That’s what guilt does. It will consume you, slowly, painfully. You would try to reason out and fight it, but there’s only two endings to that. Either, you will give in, or you’ll kill your own conscience.” “Is it my fault that I c-couldn’t trust her?” My voice cracked as my eyes welled with tears. She shook her head. “It’s not your fault, Isabella. You didn’t wish for her to get sick. You didn’t steal anything. You happened to walk into their lives and the room where they were trapped has cracks everywhere. You tried to fix it, and you succeeded. Now you need resilience. To protect them and protect yourself from another storm.”

…who the hell are you calling idiots you son of a bitch? "Listen woman... you better be careful before running your mouth… we are the ones who saved your life when u were crying for help like a 3 years old! Shut your trap and let me do my job!" "YOU… don't play with me, fucker." She hissed out of sheer wrath, "This is all your fault… I heard what you guys were talking about. I know this monster belongs to one of you." "So what? That's makes it our fault? Don't pin this one on us. You chose to follow the beast. You tried to capture him out of your own greed. It's your fault not understanding the dangers associated with your choice. How the fuck is any of this our fault?"

I choked on my words. “Shh.. Baby girl. It wasn’t your fault.” Damian comforted me, his hands went up and down my back. “If I had remembered about her sooner, if I had asked you and the polices to search for her sooner, she wouldn’t have died. This is all my fault.” I sobbed in his arms. “Baby girl, it wasn’t your fault. None of it was your fault. As much as we want to save people, sometimes we just can’t. But you have done everything you can, Baby girl.” His voice was soothing.

he turned his body to me, I've never seen him this sure and determined, he seemed a bit messed up like it was eating him up on the inside. I tried to laugh, make it a joke, and forget about it. “It was not your fault… I never blamed you, never.” My voice was low, low enough to ease the pain he’s going through for God knows how many days, months perhaps. “Aurora… let me say before I give up.” “Give up Arthur. It was my fault, not yours, if anything you helped me.” I placed my hand on his, “You told me I was wrong and there’s nothing wrong in repenting for the sins one commits.”

“Why won’t you believe me? Why don’t you want to accept it, Meadow? Why won’t you agree that it’s not your fault?” “Because it is,” she blurted out. “Alaric, I knew that she was going to die but I allowed it to happen. Her life was…” Meadow’s lips quivered. “Her life was literally in my hands and I just… crushed it. It’s my fault.” My jaw clenched. Meadow was a tough fucking nut to crack. There was nothing I could do to try to convince her to change her mind or at least see reason. Nothing except… “It’s not your fault,” I finally spoke after a few seconds of silence. “It’s mine.”

The energy is just grim and I know that most of it is my fault. It’s all my fucking fault. Right from the start. I lower my head. “I own up to all of it. This is all me. Things you’ve gotten better if I wasn’t involved.” “No, I was the one who was in the wrong all this time,” Uncle Marcus says. “You keep saying that,” I point out. “You know very well that I did it. I was at fault here—” “No. It’s me. Because I was the one who pushed you to come here.”

“I couldn’t let you go out on your own, knowing how much pain you’re in, and it’s partly my fault.” “It’s not your fault, Greg. Whatever happened was not your fault. You had no way of stopping it.” “But if I had arrived earlier, maybe she’d be here with us,” Greg said. I sighed at my Beta’s words. I shifted back and sat, butt naked, on the grass, knees up, with my hands resting on them. “It’s my fault. If only I had brought her home earlier, this wouldn’t have happened. I apologize for earlier. You did nothing wrong,” I told my Beta, who had shifted and was seated on the ground, naked like me.