If You Dare To Long For Regret Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Never hold back on whatever you feel dear. It's the only means by which you wouldn't have regrets. People might call it stupid, but as long as you feel right about it in your heart just take a leap." "Is there something you regret not doing?" She asked. "Yes, I regret running away from your father that night. That was the best night I have ever had in my entire life. I should have followed the thump of my heart and not think of what would become of Noah. I have regrets, but you shouldn't. At the same time, be patient and let fate take its course." Darby patted her hand. “Thanks mum." The ward door got opened getting both women's attention, Darby was surprised to see Chloe at the door. "Chlo

He stared back at her, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing the fear that lay within his gaze. "You said you have seen my past from my future, if this is true, then I am certain you know that which I fear. Why then do you ask?" Dare replied evenly, holding her gaze, his eyes challenging hers with an unwavering glare. “Maybe I am becoming like my father, or maybe my fate is aligned with his, but whatever the case may be, it will not erase the fact of what has happened and what is about to happen. But I can at least try to make the most of my present, to deal with the mistakes of the past. It’s all I can do.” Dare bit his lower lip and glanced at her warily, his gaze softening.

I just wanted the argument to be over with, so I said gently, "Sorry, my hand slipped." Jasper seemed even angrier when he heard my apology. "I hate you. What else can you do besides apologize? I know you did it on purpose. You're trying to get back at me and embarrass me because I didn't paint you for the competition!" My eyes reddened. How could Jasper think of me like this? As his mother, I would never think of getting back at him even if he did something wrong. Jasper's acceptance speech came to my mind again. He had said, "I painted the mother of my dreams. I hope that one day, she can really become my mom."

Her body shook as she sobbed into his chest. "Caleb," she whispered, her voice trembling, "I dreamt that Grace came back... that she wanted her kidney back... and that you... that you fell in love with her again, leaving me behind." She pulled back, her wide, tear-soaked eyes searching his face, her voice small and trembling. "You wouldn’t do that to me, would you? You wouldn’t abandon me for her?" I watched as Caleb’s jaw tightened, a flash of something unreadable passing through his eyes. For a brief, fragile second, he hesitated.

Raina’s POV Fatigue and emotion simmered inside me. A second chance makes you confront the mistakes and misplaced trust of your past. Regret twisted in my chest—how did I get so caught in others’ lies? Yet below the sorrow, hope flickered, timid but real. Maybe there’s still time to heal, improve, and protect those I love. Fear tangled with hope, sowing doubts about my strength. Still, with this chance, I resolved to rebuild, even if it means facing buried regret and fear.

I couldn't let him innnnnn I was sooo scaredddd I am a fat pathetic ass girl Uuuurrrghhhh . I am now regreting the decision . Regreting that I rejected him But I just can't help it . My trust has been broken ....many times now ...i can't risk it ..or i am just to scared too . I sighted heavily and plopped on my bed closing my eyes

"Lilith, baby, I want this more than anything in the world. God, you have no idea how much I want you, but I want it to work this time. I want this long-term, not short-term. I won't mess this up. I won't give you any more regrets." I was still panting, unable to speak. But though I was speechless, the fog was lifting from my lust-addled mind, and I could understand now and see what almost happened, and he was right. I would have definitely regretted this. The moment I came, I would've hated myself for not taking it slowly. It was like a cold bucket of water had been tossed at me. Eyes wide on him, I started to climb off, but he held my waist securely.

I have a pack to protect. Why did I allow myself to fall so cheaply for Damien's deceit and lies? I fell so cheaply in love and in return, this was all I got? As I continued to lament, the thoughts about my mom rang down on my mind. I have been foolish and have abandoned her. Abandoned my pack. Abandoned my pursuit. Regret surged me from the inside. I won't continue on this path any longer. I must leave Damien's pack house immediately. I walked to the wardrobe to get my bag and leave for my Mom's place.

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…"

His eyes were teary, and his face was filled with regret. He must have overheard our conversation. Anna sighed. "Have a talk." Before she left, she glared at Ross and warned, "I'll just be at the door, so don't you dare hurt Jenny again!" Ross ignored her words, and he suddenly knelt before me. He sobbed, saying, "Jenny, don't leave me, okay? I know my mistake now…" I stared at him coldly, feeling completely indifferent. Realizing that he was really going to lose me, despair and guilt flashed across his eyes. "What should I do for you to forgive me?"