Im Not A Regressor Novels & Stories

This is not happening. ******************************************

But my mind wouldn't rest, it kept drifting back to that arrogant boy. "What did he say his name was again? Ah, yes... Aiden Moon," I muttered to myself. So, he really was the son of the great Alpha Toran. Yet, he didn't seem to share his father’s aura, the kind of presence that felt dark, overshadowing, and filled with dread and terror. Aiden just seemed shallow. Also a victim of his father’s dreadful nature. I shook my head, pushing the thought out of my mind, I got up lazily to head to the bathroom for a shower when the doorbell rang.

A businessperson focused solely on profit, not on relationships. I picked up my phone and dialed my assistant's internal line. "Notify all employees to gather in the main conference room tomorrow at 9 AM sharp to discuss the final optimized plan for this year's team-building activities." On the other end of the line, my assistant's voice hesitated. "Mr. Sander, are we... compromising with them?" "No." I looked out the window at the media waiting for their chance and uttered, "It's time to make them pay for their greed."

I shrug at him and look up to meet his eyes. “The way you treated me; your reasons don’t make sense. You were so harsh, so cruel.” I say bitterly and he nods. “I have no good reasons. Just know I regretted my actions long before you became my mate.”

"Remember Jessica from high school?" "Yeah, umm, her sister is Regina, right?" "Right." "Well what about her? Isn't she in Canada?" "No. She's back and wants us to reconnect." "Dude. No." "And that's not the half of it," I went on. "What else?" I knew Zack and the way he can get when told new information about my personal life and affairs so I let it go. I heavily exhaled a breath and raked my hand through my hair. A beer wasn't cutting it so I ordered a very strong drink and downed the first glass before pouring myself another one.

Every time Yuvan regressed, his memories from the previous life were wiped clean. I was the only one who remembered any of it. Yuvan told me I was the World's Chosen One. If I died by violence, this world would collapse entirely. The small world had been triggering my regressions to protect me. Because of that, I was the only one allowed to keep my memories each time. James's repeated attempts to destroy me were his way of getting back at Yuvan and the Temporal Command. Every time he killed me, he was trying to bring this whole world down with me.

What really shocked me was that Frank had regressed as well. But even if he had, it wouldn’t change a thing. Everything was set in stone now. This time, he was going to lose his private parts. He could forget about ever using me to ascend again!

Why not me? “Why aren’t you scared of me?” Marcus asked, shocked. “Why should I be? Are you a monster or something?” I replied flatly. “I didn’t mean it like that,” he muttered, eyes digging into mine as if he wanted to read my thoughts. But then he winced, clutching his head. “What’s wrong?” I asked with a small smile. “I couldn’t read your mind,” he admitted, confused. I burst into laughter. “Oh my god, my stomach hurts. I can’t stop.”

Rejected again. ***

I don't think any princess would let anyone work on her as I do. Again, my mood turned sour as memories of everything came back to me. No, Hope... don't get there. I stopped myself before I got lost in my misery again. I can't let my problems overwhelm me. I was brought out of my reviver at the mention of my name. I drop my attention back to Noah, only to find his facial features pulled together into a concern. "Oh sorry, I have a habit of spacing out", I instantly added and laughed it out, but it clearly didn't work out as his expression didn't waver.