I Won't Accept Your Regrets Manga Novels & Stories

But nothing prepared me for his next words. “I, Lucien Winston hereby banish you from this pack,” he declared, his voice carrying across the training grounds, sharp and absolute. “From this moment forward, you are no longer welcome here. If you return, you will be met with death.” I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling over me like stone. The whispers of the crowd, the eyes of the warriors, everything faded. I drew in a slow breath and lifted my chin. My voice was quiet but steady. “I, Ava Night, accept banishment and reject Lucien Winston, as my Alpha.” I managed to say as everything went dark.

"You can't hold me out of my will. You can't do that!" Henry chuckled. "Watch me." He simply waved at Martins and Lauren was dragged now towards the guest room. “Diana will never come back to you!” she shouted over her shoulder as she was pulled away. “Never!” Her laughter echoed down the hallway until the door shut behind them. Silence fell heavily over the living room. Henry stood there for a moment, breathing hard. Then the anger drained out of him, leaving something much worse behind. Regret. He exhaled slowly and sank back into the couch. His elbows rested on his knees as he stared down at the floor.

He muttered under his breath. "Let me go now. I will explain everything outside. We are both getting unnecessarily wet." I said, trying to push him away. "No," "No?" "I like us in this way. I like the proximity. I like the warmth you both are giving me. I like the way your body is getting goosebumps at my touch. This time I don’t want any regret in my heart because I’ve already regretted enough in my life." My heart ached for him. He told me how much he regretted rejecting me and welcoming Lucy into his life. It wasn’t just his words; I could see it in his eyes as well. The pain and the scar that she had left on his soul—he didn’t deserve that.

Wregan stopped speaking and was stunned by the artificial wave hitting the artificial shore in front of us. "It's fine. I think you're right in that part. I'm too confident and convinced that she won't change heart. I thought that even if many came into her life, she would only choose me. But I was wrong" We were both silent after Wregan said that. I felt his regrets for the mistake he had made.

Mukgu firmly rejected Blake again. Blake felt so hurt while looking at Mukgu’s serious face. He slowly let go of her hand and then lowered his head. “I am sorry, Mukgu. I just tried so that I won’t have any regrets again which happened in the past. At least I tried for the last time.” Blake replied. Mukgu just smiled at him and then walked away from the garden area. Blake was just watching Mukgu walking away. “I really regretted neglecting you before, Mukgu. If I did not play with your heart, Mingchan will never happen in your life.” Blake murmured to himself and shed a tear.

I replied to Sushi and put on the thick cloak. Oft, a decision is cloud'd at which hour ang'r is within thy heart. I don't wish for you to regret this in the end, my own mistress. I shook my head. "Regret is inevitable. Either I will regret this or not, it's already on me when I reach that time." I replied to him. I know that the day will come when I will regret it, but I would rather that than the day when I regret not following through on this decision.

“They mean it. You don’t get in unless the Gate’s fed.” “Fed what, exactly?” one of the teenagers whispered, though we all knew. “Regrets,” the older woman said. “The deep ones.” Jax grimaced. “Of course. Emotional damage DLC.” I stared at the text. “One regret… per person?” I asked. “Or do we—do we share? Is this like group therapy where only one person has to cry for everyone to go home early?” As if in answer, fresh script bled into existence below the first line, letters forming in a slow, deliberate scrawl:

I lost my baby and my memory but he wasn't there "I regret it, Carina. I regret how I handled everything. There is no excuse. I was a jerk and an asshole and you can deal with me however way you want but please don't leave. I can't live without you" There is a kind of satisfaction I feel after hearing him say he regrets everything. But so what? Am I supposed to jump into his arms? "Okay" "Okay?" "Like I said earlier, apology accepted. In case you haven't noticed it, I've moved on. Even before you showed up, I had already forgiven and forgotten you"

“That’s new.” A flicker of wry something crossed his face. He looked—tired. Regret lined the corners of his eyes. “I remember a lot of things,” he said. “More than I’d like.” Images slammed into my mind. The training yard, damp earth under my knees, his voice saying, “I reject you, Aria. You’re not worthy.” The balcony, his gaze bored, my collar biting, the dart flying. “You regret losing a ‘member of your pack’?” I asked. “Or do you regret losing your favorite convenient sacrifice when she stopped dying where she was told?”

I keep my calm, my hand fidgeting and his body halted at its place. “What?” His eyes sparkled, “if I---I had shown some courage, w---would you have been mine?” Regret flowing through his face. “There’s always a point in our life, where we regret the decision we made, and holding on to those regrets is what causes you pain. So, let go, Mr. Draven.” The look on his face shook my insides, if I had noticed his presence earlier, I wouldn’t be in this situation, would I?