Do Your Best To Regret It Novels & Stories

Don't worry; we will see to it, and you will definitely regret this act of yours, but then it might be too late. Before I could drop the last word, he had already zoomed off and was out of sight.

My legs halted on their own accord. "Clara, I don't think I can stay in the shadows anymore. I hurt you, I know. And the heavens know that I regret it to this day, but I'm trying to make it right. It's harder with you being this way. I'm wary! I'm exhausted, too, Clara. I want to do this the right way if you'll help me. If you don't, I can't fight this fight too. I want to be a part of my daughter's life. One way, or the other. Being the background picture...just isn't enough for me."

Not being able to get his way made him shake. Still, he remained calm. Tried harder not to lose his control on himself. No matter what, he was wrong and he hurt his Dove. He needed to tread carefully. "Claire, please, hit me if you want but don't walk away. I don't want us to regret anything." He rasped. "Regret? You think I'll regret letting you go? Haha, you're pretty full of yourself! But you know what, the only thing I regret is falling in love with you."

They deliberately spoke louder. "Shouldn't you ask yourself that question? Didn't you claim Noel wouldn't be your groom? Why did he return home to discover his family preparing for a wedding? Stop playing hard to get. No one plays a better game than you, Miss Judd. These words are perfect for you."

"How my life turned out, Tears welled in Isabella's eyes, but she blinked them back. "You hurt me, Richard; you made me doubt myself and lose my self-worth.” "I know," Richard's voice cracked. "I know, and I can't take it back. Any of it. But I want you to know that I'm so sorry for hurting you and for taking this long to realise that you were the best thing that ever happened to me." He leaned forward, his eyes sincere. "Forgive me, Isa”

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then Bethany sighed, as if tired, but her voice remained firm. “If you move back in, you will not have my support.” “I’m not asking for it,” I replied. Another pause followed my response them Bethany muttered a colder voice, “You will regret this.” I inhaled then voiced skowly, “Maybe, maybe not.” “And if you do,” she added, “don’t come crying to me.” “I’ve never come crying to you,” I replied flatly.

There may not be visible iron bars around you now. But I know you still feel trapped inside some kind of invisible wall. This wall is your regret. You know what to do to get out of this regret. Just because you failed in the past doesn't mean you will fail today. I often hear people say do last try. But in my opinion, there is no such thing as a last try. Because I think we should try until we achieve what we started trying to achieve. Now we should eat" said Lelia and sat down in the chair.

he says gruffly. “It’s called expressing your emotions. Since you only seem to be familiar with anger or lust, allow me to introduce you to sadness. You’d need a heart to feel that, so I don’t expect you to understand.” “Remember, this was your deal. Too late for regrets.” I glare up at him as fiercely as I can manage. “It's never too late to regret something. That's the definition of regret—changing your mind when it's too late!” “Don't get cute with me. And don't even think about running away. I will catch you.”

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

She giggles and shakes her head, eyeing me affectionately and I kick myself mentally again for the horrible way I treated her before. "Hannah," I say, pushing myself to hover over her. "I don't know if I've said this before, so I want you to know, I really am sorry for the way I treated you. I was stupid and selfish and very wrong. I just... I'm sorry." I try to push as much honesty and regret through our bond that I can, so she may be able to feel a little of it. Her eyes soften at me and she reaches up to hold my face in her hands.