Ice Queen's Regret Novels & Stories

I looked at her again and screamed in pain, “Ahhh!!!” And all the dead screamed with me in agony. They are like my echo. When the queen died all of the dead mourned. I suddenly feel anger, pain, and regret all at once. Regret for setting her aside to find the person who ruined my life, anger at those who did this to her, and pain of losing the woman I love. I stop myself from seeing her. I tried to resist the temptation the night when she was seducing me for the better future that awaits us, but now. NOW. I am looking at her hopeless and lifeless is like heaven and hell are crushing on me at the same time. I can’t describe the pain that I am feeling right now.

The ice king was so surprised , he thought that the king and the queen had already retired and that they both found and appointed a new ruler ofr the coronation. " oh ! Shit , we were all tricked . " he mumbled not bothering to take off his eyes from the two couples who were breathing steadily and unconscious. Soon his eyes found somebody, moena !! She hid herself on the corner of the room like it was her shelter ,trembling and her eyes leaking with tears of regret . I did not kill her , she murmured and rocked her body .. I swear I did not !! I did not... She kept on saying the same words .

“Lauren,” Edith called from beside her husband, her voice low but carrying a weight that made it impossible to ignore. She was still holding Joseph upright, one arm wrapped tightly around his shoulders as though afraid he might collapse again at any moment. Her face was pale, drained of its usual warmth, and her eyes were swollen from crying for too long without rest. But what burned inside them now had changed completely. It was no longer fear. It was regret. Her gaze locked onto her daughter with a bitterness so deep it felt like it could cut through flesh.

“You little…” I cut her off. “Don’t waste your time trying to scare me. If being his bed warmer is the only crown you’ve got, then hold it tight. I don’t want it.” For a moment, silence hung between us, thick and heavy. Jackie’s face tightened before she forced a laugh and flipped her hair. “You’ll regret this. Every girl who thinks she can survive him always regrets it.” With that, she turned on her heels and walked away, her hips swaying like she owns a price no one has ever had.

The hard floors couldn't come close to her king-sized bed in her room. She regretted listening to the Luna Queen and keeping the illness to herself. She thought she could fix it all without help from anyone and landed in a huge mess. Regrets were only reminders of one's failure. Eleanor had failed everyone in her strive to make things right. She might as well give up on everything and accept her fate. She was fated to have bad luck. And it was time to come to terms with it. ...

“We didn’t want to... I didn’t want to replace you, King. I need you to know that.” I lean forward, restin' my elbows on my knees. “I know. And I don’t blame ya, Queenie. I made it impossible for ya to hold on. I thought I was protectin' ya, keepin' ya safe, but all I did was push ya into a situation where ya felt like ya had no choice but to move on.” Her face crumples slightly, and she shakes her head. “I don’t regret Caleb, but I do regret not knowing the truth sooner. I regret how much it hurt thinking you’d just given up on me.”

She needed to meet her. Suddenly, for the first time the Queen felt regret: she should not have been so arrogant and came to meet this mysterious witch in the court room to show off with her trophy -- Erebus! Perses watched her with curious eyes. He had only -- he SHOULD have only the mind of a six-year-old child, and didn't dare ask, so he just stood there waiting. The Queen watched Perses's face for a long time before she finally was assured: He was still under her mind spell.

“You chose the kingdom.” The queen didn't deny it. The honesty hurt. “I did.” The answer echoed through the buried city. Pain flashed across the creature's face—pain so human it was almost impossible to look at. The queen continued. “And I would make the same choice again.” Gasps spread throughout the chamber. Even I stared at her. But she wasn't finished. “I chose millions of lives.” Auren's roar shook the mountain. The queen stepped forward, tears finally escaping her eyes. “I chose them. And I lost you. And I will regret that for the rest of eternity.”

“Thank God you’re okay.” I wanted to respond, but the words stuck in my throat. The image of Liam collapsing, his blood soaking through my fingers, replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn’t escape. Our moment of reprieve was shattered by the sharp clack of heels against marble. “Well, isn’t this just perfect,” Queen Ingrid sneered, her tone dripping with malice as she strode into the room. Her icy blue gown swept the floor, but the queen herself was anything but composed. Behind her trailed her insufferable son, Anders, who wore his signature smirk like it was a badge of honor.

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."