It's Too Late For Regret Novels & Stories

Timothy Yeager is the sole successor of Caelumis, the most powerful force of Efral. He has billions of dollars in inheritance and countless subordinates! On this day, he returns to civilization with the marriage contracts his mentor has set for him so he can keep his promise and protect his fiancées. However, as soon as he gets home, most of his fiancées call off their engagements to him. "Do you think you're worthy of marrying someone from the Barton family when you're so useless?" "How can the daughter of the Lynde family marry a peasant like you? It's a humiliation to her!" "Today, we're gathered here to annul the marriage contracts with a loser like you!" "You're dreaming if you thi

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I… I just can't believe Maria is really gone just like that," Richard said, laughing bitterly. "It's all my fault. I'm the one who ruined the good life she should have had. If I had cared more about her and treated her better… If I had been honest sooner and told her everything… Then maybe, things wouldn't have ended like this." He clenched his fists. People always said you should not wait until you lose something to regret it, but he had always believed that would never happen to him and Maria.

Kyle’s face drained of color, inch by inch. Charlie noticed and said leisurely, "The ghost you invited—you can’t send it away. Now your ex-wife is dragged into this mess. To be honest, helping her is the same as helping you." "Do you still think these are two separate matters?" "Do you realize how foolish you’ve been?" The words cut deep, sharp as a knife after the slow build-up. Kyle’s eyes nearly split from rage, yet there was no way to refute. Every syllable struck him with undeniable truth, leaving him drowning in regret, suffocation, and terror that nearly broke this once arrogant heir.

The pain, resentment, and suffering that had consumed her soul for years had completely faded away, replaced by absolute emptiness. Ravelle slowly smoothed the folds of her dress before looking down at Kyle with eyes as cold as ice atop a mountain peak. "I'm sorry, Kyle," Ravelle said calmly—so calm that it felt utterly devastating to the hope he still clung to. "Your regret came far too late." Without waiting for a reply or Kyle's next hysterical cry, Ravelle slowly turned away. She did not look back even once. Erlan promptly draped the warm coat over Ravelle's shoulders, gently took her hand, and walked beside her as they headed back into the Branson residence.

"Have you forgotten that you personally destroyed my mom's ashes? How dare you show up here? See that little headstone over there? That's for the three-month-old baby you abandoned because you listened to her!" My words made Marcus' face turn pale in an instant. He looked at Hannah, his eyes filled with regret. Hannah immediately went crazy. "Claire, stop talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?" I did not look at her and only said coldly to Marcus, "Besides divorce, we have nothing left to talk about. And if I see you here again, don't blame me for being cruel." … A few days later, Marcus called me. "Claire, I agree to the divorce. I really regret not treasuring our relationship

"Aurora! I told Damian I wanted to apologize, and I can't believe he brought you here. I know I was wrong that day. Will you forgive me?" I looked at Damian, but he just kept flipping through the auction catalog in silence. So that was the real reason for this trip. So Clara could apologize. The whole “clearing my head” excuse had just been a cover. I felt empty inside, as if something inside me had been hollowed out, but I didn't even have any tears left to cry. Clara reached for my hand, her eyes full of regret. "I really didn't mean to hurt you. I was just so excited. After being away so long, it's nice seeing everyone again, and I can't help but feel happy about it."

He exhaled and from his broken soul he asked, "Do you regret last night?" Josalina'a turbulent wnds from her nosetrills that hit his back stopped immediately. It was as if Stephan got his answer. He slowly allowed Josalina to move her head and get rid of his touch. Stephan got up from the bed and was about to head towards the bathroom when he stopped, turned around and said, "You don't have to be ashamed of anything. I take the complete reponsibility"

When will the regrets end? To be continued...t

"I'm late. I was always late. My loyalty, my duty, it took away my love, my chance at happiness. I was bound by my obligations, and I couldn't do anything. I couldn't be with her; I couldn't tell her how I felt. And now, it's too late." Arthur's body shook with sobs, his tears falling onto the floor. "I should have been faster," he whispered. "I should have been smarter. I should have been braver. But I wasn't. And now, she's gone. She's with him, and I'm left with nothing but regret."

“I was stupid. Foolish. I promise you. Just give me a chance to make things right, please,” “Then you should have thought about that before you decided to dumpe,” I shot back, my voice firm. “I can’t take you back. I'm sorry,” There was a long pause. I could see the regret etched on his face. “I know I messed up. I regret letting you slip away. Every day since, I’ve wished I could turn back time. I wish i had never let you go. God I'm such a fool.” I felt my heart waver for a moment, but I quickly steadied myself. “Regret doesn’t change what you did, Blake. I need to move on. I deserve better.”