Belated Moonlight: He Regretted Only After I Left Novels & Stories

He heaved a deep, agitated sigh and turned around, attempting to leave not before muttering in a low voice, "You'll regret it, Ilaria." The door closed behind him with a soft thud. My hand flew to my mark. It wasn't itchy as before but it still emitted a dull heat. "I hate it that I can't bring myself hating you, Xandros and maybe the others too..." I muttered and turned around to see the night sky glowing in the dark. The full moon was silvery and radiant as always. A satisfied smile formed on my face. "It's now or never." It was for the best.

I pursed my lips, blushed, and said in an almost pleading voice: "I'm really sorry, I don't have money now. I am Beta Andrew's daughter in The Silver Moon Pack, and I won't buy on credit. I'm going home now and ask the housekeeper to send the money over, please believe me." I longed for the nurse to understand my embarrassing situation and trust my family's reputation. But her next words made me feel that I should not say anything, but run away as soon as possible. The nurse seemed to be amused by something extremely ridiculous and absurd, "Hahaha!!!" the fatty flesh on her face shook with laughter. She rolled her eyes and said disdainfully: "Who doesn't know you, Luna Olivia, who was reject

He was only 18 years old back then when he experienced the full moon. He let out a sigh, the moon reflecting on his glistening eyes. “Why did you have to leave me so suddenly?” He muttered… his heart aching at the remorseful feeling. It’s not everyday he could voice out his frustration to his parents. For it is not their fault, that they had gone too soon, right? Yet a part of Calleb wished they did not.

Damien said. “And you think I am a better Luna than Chloe?” Aurora asked hastily. She knew that she shouldn’t care about what Damien thought. But she still couldn’t help but wonder. “Of course.” Damien said with a nod, “You are a great Luna. Having you by my side is the Moon Goddess’s bless. But I blew it myself. I regret expelling you. And I also regret…rejecting you when you needed me the most.” Aurora didn’t know what to say to this.

The upward inflection of the ending note carried that unique Sicilian pity— “See? That’s the poor thing who was mistakenly declared dead in the gang war and crawled back out of the gutter.” In this circle, Elena was the rose consecrated with holy water; I was the dried-up desert thorn. My existence was merely a family concession to the outside world: “Look, we didn’t neglect our own flesh and blood.” How utterly ironic. The departure day finally arrived. I booked a red-eye flight, taking off at 01:15 AM. I told no one.

The Moon was veiled by clouds, its light softer now, less commanding. Kael joined her quietly. “You could have taken absolute power,” he said. “They would have followed you without question.” She looked at him, silver eyes thoughtful. “Power taken is brittle. Power shared endures.” He smiled softly. “That’s why the Moon chose you.” She hesitated, then asked the question that had been forming since the battle. “Do you regret it? The bond? The war?” Kael didn’t hesitate. He took her hand, pressing his forehead to hers. “I regret that it took losing you to become worthy of standing beside you.”

I will need more pads. Matt nodded as he shoved his hands into his pocket. Before the incident, we used to go home together, but after that night he instructed the driver not to wait for me anymore. I turned to look at him one more time and ask him one more question. “You said we could go back the way we were if I aborted the pregnancy, well since I’m not pregnant can we still go back to being best friends?” I needed to see the kind of person I had trusted, I wanted to see the real Matt.

I came back from picking up takeout to find the fingerprint lock on our front door wouldn't recognize me. The passcode had been changed too. I was about to call my boyfriend Lawrence when I remembered he'd just broken up with me. I looked down at myself, wearing nothing but loungewear and slippers, a coffee stain splashed across my shirt. After a moment's thought, I caved again and sent Lawrence an apology. But the red exclamation mark beside it told me he'd already blocked me. This was the ninth time he'd broken up with me, and the ninth time he'd blocked me. I wanted to knock, but my hand rose only to hang in the air for a few seconds before dropping limply to my side. That closed door mig

The world stretched endlessly beneath moonlight. Scarred. Broken. Alive. Kael joined her a few minutes later. Neither spoke immediately. The silence felt comfortable. The kind shared only between people who understood each other completely. Finally, Lira glanced toward him. "Do you regret it?" Kael frowned. "Regret what?" "Dying." The question lingered between them. Kael looked out toward the horizon. Thinking. Really thinking. Then slowly shook his head. "No." Lira blinked. "No?" "I regretted leaving you."