Your Fault Book Series Novels & Stories

I stared at the phone for a long moment, my blood chilled in my veins. So that was the man behind the title. Alpha Moonfang. Ruthless, controlling and unforgiving. And Liam—he was on the receiving end of all that fury, the expectation and cruelty. I slowly placed the phone back down, every movement feeling wrong like I’d crossed into something sacred and shattered it. Regret left a bitter taste in my mouth as I realized I should’ve never listened to that. I hadn’t meant to intrude. I wasn’t trying to dig into his life. But hearing that… the tone, the language, the threat—it cracked something open in me.

I could hear them screaming from down the corridor. "Maya. Listen." I grabbed her arm. Made her look at me. "I need you to know something." "Do not. Do not say goodbye. You are not dying." "I blamed you. For Marcus. For Blue Moon. For everything. I was wrong." "You were not wrong. It was my fault. All of it." "No. It was Damien's fault. And Kael's. And every man who thought they could take what they wanted without consequence." I coughed. Tasted copper. "You just loved the wrong person. We all do that. Does not make you responsible for what monsters do."

I asked on our way back? “Don’t wanna talk about it.” “That’s fine. We can talk about something else…. Have anything in mind?” He stopped walking and turned to look at me. “This was your fault.” “What?” “You told me to touch myself.” “Did you also forget the part where I told you to play a game…or… or read a fucking book. Now it’s my fault that you couldn’t get yourself to cum!” “What the fuck did you say to me?” “Oh! You heard me. It’s not my fault that you couldn’t get you…”

“But I can’t help but feel like this is my fault. If I hadn’t organized the gala, if I hadn’t put myself in that position, if I hadn’t brought all this danger to our family… she wouldn’t be here.” Liam wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. “Don’t do that,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. “None of this is your fault. The only people to blame are the ones who pulled the trigger, the ones who sent him. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want any of this.” Kayla wanted to believe him, but the guilt was still there, heavy and persistent. She stayed like that for a long time, wrapped in Liam’s arms, until a nurse came out and told them they could go in and see Taylor.

This is a sick, demented, joke! My anger and frustration at the fucked up situation reach a new time high! First, I went to Troy, and we all know what happened! Now, I am stuck in fucking Pompeii! Probably right before the gluttonous bitch, Vesuvius blows her top and destroys the whole city! What the hell did I do to the fairies deemed this as a just punishment? All I said was, "I don't believe in fairies!" I come from the 21st Century, where magic doesn't exist! Only technology. I think dying in the arms of the man I loved was punishment enough! But NOOOOOO!

“Yeah. And you almost got us all caught.” “It wasn’t my fault!” “Stop denying, Yuri. It was clearly your fault! I told you to leave your stupid book to the infirmary but you didn’t.” “It dropped accidentally!” “Accident or not, it could have mostly send the four of us in jail.” “Stop it already! Just be thankful that the police didn’t see us.”

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

“Ashamed too.” “Ashamed? Why?” Astrid shrugged. “I have no idea. I think it could be because I do feel as though maybe it was my fault. I did go behind the church with him after all.” “You must never think that. It’s not your fault. No one should ever make you think like that either. Now, what shall we tell the tutors today? Stomach bug? Fever? Head ache? What’s your preference?”

The antiseptic smell clings to my clothes, my hair, my skin—a reminder of where we are and why we're here and whose fault it is. The bench outside is freezing metal against my legs, but I barely feel it. All I can see is Gray's bloodied face from that photo burned into my mind, those words painted on the wall in what looked like blood: IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. Because it is. It's my fault he got dragged into this nightmare. My fault that monster from my past found me again and decided to use the one person who makes me feel safe to send a message. "Raelynn?"

Sometimes, we seek revenge on those who hurt us, and sometimes we didn't resent the thing we do wrong but are you happy living like that? I thought putting them to prison or paying their sins is enough but it wasn't. People with a dark and stone heart don't know how to forgive, how to love, and how to do good deeds. Their heart was filled with evil power and Cassandra and Val had it. I and Kent just received a call from Detective Riley this time because Detective Morgan is out of town. He told us the bad news about Val and Cassandra escaping jail. Another bad news for my husband Kent is that he got a call from his stepbrother Gale that their dad has another case again. He was convicted of a