From Prisoner To Phoenix His Regret Novels & Stories

Rhiannon asked as she walked across the room, avoiding Paxton. He said nothing. “I gave you all of me… I regret it now.” His eyes glittered with anger. “You regret getting caught. You didn’t expect me to find out you were really after the money.” “I regret YOU,” she retaliated. Rhiannon wasn’t sure if it was true. Her emotions were running high. Frustration billowed through her chest. “I regret that night with you… I regret ever saying yes to you… You are my biggest mistake. But don’t worry, Paxton. I learn from my mistakes and I never repeat them. Good night.”

“Why does it have to be me?” Eli laughed. “I just got the news that Uncle Chris sent you some spending money. So... treat us!” *** THE END *** Thank you so much to all the readers of His Regret, from Season 1 all the way to Season 4. I truly appreciate all the comments you have shared. They have encouraged me to keep learning and improving in so many ways. And thank you for all the input you have given me. May happiness always surround us all. See you in the next book. Canis

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"

"Aurora! I told Damian I wanted to apologize, and I can't believe he brought you here. I know I was wrong that day. Will you forgive me?" I looked at Damian, but he just kept flipping through the auction catalog in silence. So that was the real reason for this trip. So Clara could apologize. The whole “clearing my head” excuse had just been a cover. I felt empty inside, as if something inside me had been hollowed out, but I didn't even have any tears left to cry. Clara reached for my hand, her eyes full of regret. "I really didn't mean to hurt you. I was just so excited. After being away so long, it's nice seeing everyone again, and I can't help but feel happy about it."

"It's just, I just wish somethings will just stay in the past where they belong" Dahlia sighed as she collapsed onto the bed. "That's it Kim. Maybe, somethings aren't meant to be in the past" she said and looked at Kimberly. "They're mistakes that will always haunt you till you die". Her words stretched thin in the dead of night, carrying the weight of all the regret and hatred she's felt for them— him and her— all these while. The next day, the air outside the Nine Lives hotel was charged, like a storm threatening to break. Two sleek cars pulled up almost at the same time, stopping opposite each other.

Victor was back in prison. Maximum security. The kind of prison where the walls were concrete and the windows were slits and the doors never opened. No visitors. No phone calls. No mail. A concrete box with a bed and a toilet and nothing else. The kind of place where men went to be forgotten.

Everyone in the pack thought I was a gold digger. I was an outsider wolf with no family, yet Alpha Adrian had chosen me as his mate. His parents, friends, and even the elders insisted I wanted only his fortune and the title of Luna. Adrian alone believed me. Then, on the night of our mating ceremony, I asked him to lend me three hundred thousand dollars. From that night on, he was convinced I was vain and greedy, that the only thing I loved about him was the wealth he possessed as Alpha. When I begged him to attend my father's funeral, he sent me money. Six months ago, when I was diagnosed with wolfsoul degeneration, he believed I was just looking for an excuse to get money. The last time h

He ran and ran, and he never got any closer. Then, at the edge of the territory, right at the border, he stopped. He couldn't go any further. He'd made the Alpha command himself. Let her go. He stood in the middle of the road under the moonlight and threw his head back and howled one last time. Then he fell to the ground and didn't get back up. I turned around and put both hands on my stomach and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, baby," I whispered. "I'm so sorry." That was the last time I saw Lucien Blackwood for five years.

--- I turn the page. The words continue. "The only way to stop it is to strengthen the prison. To seal it forever. But the seal requires a sacrifice. A life. A Phoenix." "I was supposed to be that sacrifice. I was supposed to die to keep the prison closed. But I was a coward. I ran. I hid. I trapped myself here instead. And the prison has been weakening ever since." "You are the new Phoenix. You are the one who can finish what I started. You are the one who can seal the prison forever."

That she might see her creepy boss lurking in the shadows, watching her fall apart. Phoenix was still pacing inside me. “Mate. Mate. TAKE ME BACK TO MY MATE.” “No,” I muttered aloud, gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles. “She thinks she’s human, you idiot. We get caught here, we don’t just lose her—we go to jail.” Phoenix finally slunk back, retreating into the recesses of my mind with a low, sulking growl. But I knew this wasn’t over. I whispered to him, a promise that steadied us both.