I Won't Accept Your Regrets Manga Novels & Stories

“What do you regret the most?” His gray eyes darkened. “You.” The single word sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I tightened my grip, pressing my fingers just enough to remind him that he wasn’t in control. “Be specific.” “I regret ignoring you,” he admitted, his voice rough. “Regret letting the pack treat you like nothing.” His breathing deepened. “Regret not realizing you were mine before it was too late.” A sharp laugh left my lips, bitter and raw. “Too late?” I echoed. “You think I’d have thrown myself at you if you had known sooner?” I leaned in, my lips hovering just above his ear. “You would have rejected me on sight.”

I wanted to open my eyes, look around and find myself in that place people go to when they die, but life's disappointment had sealed its fate with me and my expectations were never met. "Maraïda Elina Mendoza! I know you can hear me! Just please open your eyes and tell me you're OK." I could feel the agony in voice. I could feel the pain in her words, the tears in her hoarse voice. But I couldn't bring myself to regret anything. I hadn't intentionally jumped inside the highway to be knocked out by a running vehicle: but I still didn't regret it. It was an epic fail but still, no regrets. Although the feelings in me were all practically dead, in my mind I knew I had to feel sorry for Issa, sh

Judging based on how the event was unfolding now, it seemed like money couldn’t solve the problem as well. At that moment, Mr. Yamamoto felt an unpleasant sense of disappointment. He looked at Charlie with reddened eyes and coughed. “Mr. Wade, I repent my mistakes. Please. I beg you, spare me…Please don’t take away what little left of my dignity…You and I are both martial artists. I believe you’re able to understand my feelings…”

“I know, but you said you knew you could do what I did back then. You sounded so pleased and full of yourself, and I felt hurt. I was hurt by everything, you, my mother...and Emma. How am I to accept that my best friend is just a disguise all these years I’ve spent with her before what happened? And I keep blaming myself that maybe I should not have stepped inside that bookshop, where I found Hazel. It was that same night strange things started happening to me and that was the night I also found you.” “Do you regret it now?” Jade asked. “Do you regret ever meeting me and everything that happened after then?” “A bit, yes,” she replied, “but I don’t regret it anymore because I am starting to s

I was avoiding this kind of dilemma as much as possible for the last twenty-seven years and it’s so pathetic that I actually get to heavily be disturbed by this now. Magindara placed her lavender pair of eyes to me soon as I laid my eyes on her. There she told me, “Sometimes, regret visits me to remind of my stupid decisions in life. Funny since no matter how many times they visit me, I always end up thinking my decision is still correct. But then perhaps, a part of me just don’t want to blame myself that I was really wrong for not choosing Florante back then and I just don’t want to accept it that’s why I am being irrational as this.”

I was the fated mate of Ashton, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He marked me in front of the entire pack, and everyone honored me as his Luna. For five years of marriage, he treated me like a treasure. Every night, he held me as I fell asleep and told me I was the one he would protect with his life. He was so good to me, giving me endless respect and protection, that even when my stepsister Serena mocked me in private for being a wolfless nobody who couldn't shift, I never cared. That illusion lasted until the night before the rogues launched their massive attack, when I overheard him say, "If I hadn't marked Lena, how could I have planted the blood sacrifice curse on her? And how else would t

A deathly silence fell upon them. Westin didn’t say anything else. Maybe he had come to realize that her rejection was for real. A storm was forming in his eyes. A dark, scary look appeared on his face. Aurora couldn’t help but take a small step back. A chill that had nothing to do with the night breeze in the mountain stole over her. “Let’s wrap this up, Westin.” she said hastily under pressure, “If you don’t reject me, I will.” She took a deep breath before announcing, “I, Aurora Manning, hereby reject Wes—”

“I know I don’t deserve it, and I probably never will. But I need you to understand…I never wanted any of this to happen.” Lara’s fists clenched at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. “Do you think that changes anything? Do you think your regrets will bring him back? He’s gone, Magnus. Callum is dead because of that twisted power, and now you want to stand here and tell me you’re sorry?”

She had to know how sorry I was. My regret will live with me for the rest of my life. I loved her even though she had accepted my rejection. I suppose I let myself believe there was a slight chance of a reconciliation. I was wrong. I will not lie; it does hurt me a lot. My wolf is so mad at me for not treating her better, for pushing her away and forcing her into the arms of another male. How had I ever allowed myself to believe that Mora was Luna material, that she would be a much better choice than Isla?

Cliché but true. Adriana had concluded that if she had to be on the run for the rest of her life to protect her child from Niklaus then she would. Without hesitation. She had one regret though. She regretted not telling Celine she was pregnant. She regretted not calling Celine to tell her what she had seen at Niklaus’s mansion that day. She would have known what to do. She regretted not even calling Celine to ask how her writer's retreat in California had been going. Most of all she regretted not telling her best friend she was starting a new life in a foreign city she had never been to. Celine would have helped pick out a new name for a new identity. And that regret and guilt went on to sit