Brothers Regret After I Left Novel Novels & Stories

“We’re your brothers.” I let silence stretch. Silence makes people fill it with promises. “I had brothers,” I say slowly. “Once.” The tension in the room tightens. “They never came back,” I add. That’s when I see it the flicker of pain they don’t know how to hide. I turn my face away, as if overwhelmed. Inside, I count. One. Two. Three. “I don’t remember much,” I continue softly. “Just… rules.” They lean in.

“no...Noland is nice and will never do anything to hurt you, me, or anyone at that. Unlike the royal twin, we are cursed '' Miriam walks over to her brother taking his hands into her. Staring at the home they all had spent splendid memories with their late parents gradually crumbling into the earth, Greg could finally see the gravity of his greediness. “I want to make it right, '' he announces. Staring at their elder brother with remorse written all over him for the very first time felt like a joke. “6 years and it's only now you've realized your mistake? What happened to Greg 6 years ago? I remember we had begged and pleaded with you not to leave her. For reasons known to everyone, I did no

And as much as we loved this place, when we left, I thought it would be forever. Arriving back to Feverton was as I expected, strange. Everything and everyone we knew was gone. Places changed, and people died. "This does not feel like home anymore," my older brother murmured. "Well, what did you expect, Tobi? It has been a very long time since we left," I replied. "Since we were evicted, you mean?" my younger brother said in his normal gruff, no-nonsense way. "It was a long and different time, Jidey. They're better now," I replied.

They buzzed around her, promising to double their kindness to make her future bright. My heart ached as I listened. The brothers once made those same promises to me. I knew they still cared about me, but they had chosen someone else over me time and time again. I wondered how they would react if I lost my memory after the surgery. … When I stepped out of my room later, the big villa was quiet. I felt a wave of relief once I realized I was alone. I felt so much more comfortable with everyone gone. I took my time packing up my things and moving them back to the villa my grandparents had left me.

About the shape of the story I was walking inside of now. But the Gate wasn’t done feeding. “Next,” it said. Jax swallowed, rolled his shoulders, and then stepped up. He pressed his palm to the glass, fingers splayed. “State your regret.” He blew out a breath, humor stripping back to raw edges. “I regret,” he said, “leaving my little brother on his own when I knew he needed me.” His voice was rougher than usual.

He was wearing the same white shirt he wore the day we first met, looking clean as he walked toward me. He didn't dare touch me. He didn't even dare look up. He simply fell to his knees before me, weeping silently. Then came my brothers—Luca, Matteo, Dante. They stood behind him with their heads bowed like children who had realized they were wrong, kneeling in a row. This time, there was no family honor, no Mafia rules, and no goddamn favoritism. They were just four souls drowning in regret. I looked at them and let out a soft sigh.

At the full-moon celebration for Leah Rosen, the family's adopted daughter, my three brothers chained me to the judgment pillar in the pack square. My fiancé, Kyle Mercer, drew a silver blade and plunged it into my chest himself, collecting a smal l cup of heart's blood to feed the moon moth larva Leah had bought on the black market. The larva, which had been stiff and lifeless, drank its fill of blood, and its translucent wings began to flutter. "It's alive. You win again, Leah." Leah threw herself into his arms, "You lost, Kyle. "I'll take Leah into town first. I've already sent someone to brew a clotting draught. I'll be right back." I tried to call out to him, but my eldest brother D

- She replied with drenched eyes and at this moment even San and I were doing everything not to cry. I had already explained it to him. - My middle brother, seeing the pain of abandonment of his brothers, left, following in his father's footsteps. He didn't look back, didn't want to talk to his brothers to explain or look for another alternative, he gave his best friend a hug and went to the silver guard recruiting post, leaving his dear friend to break the bad news to his old friend. family. He did not think of the high probability that the brothers would receive his body within the first few weeks of their service in less than two months since they had buried their mother and lost their fa

"I have not looked into the affairs of your heart after the last time your majesty. Your brother was the first one to meet his mate, it was as I have seen. Nothing has changed although I could say that it could happen. There will be changes as well and when I find out I will call you immediately.” My shoulders dropped, and there is no reason for me to continue asking him anymore. So I stand up and walk towards the door. "Thank you for your time old man, as you can see my hands are full so I better get back to it until my parents come back. If my brother is fine and he is safe, maybe he will come back soon but things are not going to be the same as it is when he left. It is not his fault to b

She questions, her fingers still typing along, but I know she is has both ears awaiting my response. “Yearly, if I recall correctly,” I comment, looking between the pair, wondering what I did to deserve them as friends and allies. “But that’s all I know. I really haven’t given my family much thought since leaving.” Which soon turned into the biggest regret of my life. “I don’t even know if my father is still alive,” I add in. “Although, with the vengeance, my brother is coming for me. I assume he is no longer among the living.” And may he burn in hell, but I don’t say that aloud.