I Wont Accept Your Regrets Spoiler Novels & Stories

For the first time in years, I forgot to be angry. When he walked me to my door, he didn't try to kiss me. He just took my hand and held it for a long moment. His palm was warm. Calloused. Real. "Can I see you again tomorrow?" he asked. "Tomorrow is Lily's parent-teacher conference." "Then I'll see you at Lily's parent-teacher conference." I laughed. "You're not giving up, are you?" "I gave up once." His voice dropped. "It almost killed me. I'm not making that mistake again."

"I know what happened was unforgivable. But you have to understand, Ethan almost tore his own pack apart trying to find you. He threatened the council, he emptied his own personal fortune to protect you, he ran across the entire city perimeter on foot just following your scent—" "Shut up, Marcus," I cut him off, my glare snapping to him like a whip. "You're his Beta. You're paid to clean up his blood and tell him he's a hero. But your loyalty doesn't buy my forgiveness, and his pathetic regrets don't give him any right to this child." Before Marcus could get another word out, the narrow alleyway exploded with blinding blue and white flashes.

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

Without a word, she tore the check into small pieces and let them fall to the floor. “Money can’t replace my dignity,” she said softly but firmly. Grayson was silent, his jaw tight. Kimmy looked at him one last time — a final gaze filled with pain and sincerity. “I don’t regret meeting you, Young Master. But I regret hoping you’d believe me… and forgive me.” Without waiting for an answer, Kimmy turned and walked toward the front door. Every step felt heavy, yet freeing. When the door opened, the morning air greeted her. She took a deep breath — cold, but calming. Behind her, Grayson said nothing. He only watched her back until she disappeared beyond the mansion gates.

I don’t want him to walk off into the night with a head full of regrets, any more than I want to erase what happened here. I have no regrets. Not a single one. I don’t regret taking Moona Avii and filling her full of my cum, and I don’t regret sharing her with Brian, either. One of us was going to lose out big time, I didn’t want it to be him, and I sure as fuck didn’t want it to be me. “I’m not going to run off,” he tells her. “I’d never run off from you. I’m the one who came running after you, remember?”

he mocked. My knees buckled as the pain in my heart intensified, pulling me to the ground. With my last bit of strength, I forced myself to say the words that would end this nightmare. "I…Hailey Forge, accept your rejection." The rejection escaped my lips like the final breath in my lungs, leaving my entire body hollow and empty. The voices around me blurred, faded as the world spun into darkness. The last thing I saw was Argon’s gaze still locked on me with something a glint of something too faint to be regret, but too dark to be pity.

He yelled, and my eyes fell shut, the guilt sinking in. “Do you even regret it?” He asked, his voice lower now. “Do you regret your actions?” He asked again. I gulped hard and looked at him. I slowly shook my head; “No, I do not regret what happened between Mr Richard and I.” I answered, and his eyes widened in shock. “I regret that his rival had to stoop so low because he hates that he would never be greater than Mr Richard. I regret that this happened in a society where people don’t understand that age doesn’t dictate love. I didn’t choose for this to happen, it just did and I liked it.” My voice shivered out of crying, but I stood bold. I had the right to talk and defend myself too, even

he whispered. Freya leaned into him, a small smile playing on her lips. “Everything,” she said softly. “Regrets?” he asked. She turned her head slightly, looking up at him. “No. Of course not,” she said. Her smile widened as she gazed into his beautiful silver eyes. “For the first time in my life, I don't have a single regret.” Diego kissed her temple, holding her tighter. “Now that's what I've always wanted to hear.”

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.