Komik Instant Regret Novels & Stories

He said "I said I don't want to have a-" "Then let her be with Ian , what's the big deal? You wasted 500 bullets and boxing 3 hours non stop because you're angry. You're supposed to be happy for her if you don't want a relationship with her" "Do you regret it?" I asked him and he chuckled "Not being with Cailey?" He asked and I nodded "Of course I regret it , she's happy with Greg now. I can't do anything. I spend almost a year regretting about it.. but I can't take her back. It's already belong to someone else" Matt said and I sighed

He states. “I am losing my mind! I’m losing my darn mind Matthew! I want to get out of this chair. I want to walk around and think straight, I want some peace and quiet for the rest of year, without hearing a baby cry, or having panic attacks out of the blue. I just want my life back and I want her out of my life! For good!” I rant already feeling too frustrated about the whole thing I regret everything to be honest. I regret ever meeting her, I regret ever flirting with her, I regret ever having anything to do with her in the first place.

The man loomed over me, his lips curling into a cruel smirk. “Is there something you’d like to repent before I send you off to heaven?” he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. Inside, I screamed my regrets. I regret finding my Mate so late. I regret not holding her, not hearing her say she loved me back. I regret not seeing her smile light up the world one last time. And my pack... I've been harsh on them, arrogant even—but they’re my family. I care for them, even if I never showed it enough.*

’ （ ﾟДﾟ）‘I thought I was participating in a thriller yet it turned to be a comedy? Suddenly, Levi regretted ignoring his ex-fiancée’s call earlier. If only he had picked up, this might not have happened! Ah, he regrated it! He regretted it so much even his insides had turned green in regret! When Levi’s colleagues saw his black face, they scattered like clouds after the rain, rushing to take refuge with Fynn on the other side of the building. The hotel manager was a sensitive man who could read the mood; thus, he quickly signaled all his staff (including the strippers) to withdraw. They didn’t even take the time to clear the area of leftover food, drinks, and equipment.

"However, the man who failed you is still alive at least. Miss Vera, you still have a chance to right this regret." His tone sounded weaker than it had ever been before and his alluring eyes seemed to have lost their light, looking so depressed and lonely. His words had also seemed to reveal what his irreparable regret was. Madeline casually picked up the glass and drank the liquid in it, then chuckled lightly. ‘Jeremy Whitman, I'm afraid your regret is only because you feel ashamed for having done something bad, no? ‘You’ve never cared about me. More misconceptions will only hurt me more and make me regret more.

“Do you regret being with me, Megara?” “Of course I do! I regret it so much! God, if I knew this was gonna happen, I would have sat my horny *ss down, calmed my impatient tits, and waited until it was night for us to f*ck!” Megara’s regret was…not the same brand of regret Javier had in mind, but it was still a better reaction than Zenya’s. From the sounds of it, Megara regretted having sex with him in a less secured location—but not deciding to be with him.

His life—once perfectly structured and enviable—suddenly felt meaningless. The mansion that once symbolized prestige now felt like a prison. Every corner echoed with ghosts—his mother’s absence, his father’s deceit, and Zara’s broken trust. For the first time in years, Regan Kareem felt something he never thought he would—regret. He picked up his phone again, opened Zara’s chat, and typed: “I’ll fix this. Somehow.” But again, his thumb hovered over the send button, and he sighed. He locked the phone and placed it face-down on the table. The screen went dark—just like the space growing inside him.

Regret that I had made a very stupid mistake by taking someone's credit card, which landed me in this situation… Regret that I had aided in Jack's death and made his family helpless. And shame, shame that Massimo had reduced me to his play thing, not caring if I were human at all.

"How are you going to make up for it? Start talking!" Trent opened his mouth, but no words came out. Then, he collapsed to his knees as he looked at Richard. "I... I didn't know... If I'd known, I would have never treated her like that! I…" Trent buried his head in his hands, overcome with regret. He never imagined the woman he had targeted so much was someone so pitiful. Someone with so little time left. What had he done? Suddenly, Trent looked up, grabbing Richard's pants in a panic. "I didn't mean it! Richard, you have to believe me! I never went after Maria for my own sake!"

"Mom, you and Dad failed as parents. I'm just glad I wasn't raised by you and that I didn't end up like William. And forgiveness? That's not happening. "What really killed me was your indifference. If I had the choice, I'd wish I'd never been your child. But I won't let you die." I pressed my hand to her forehead and pulled away. "You'll live and spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt and regret." … I was sitting by the hospital window when Mom suddenly jolted awake. She ripped out her IV line and lurched off the bed, her face streaked with tears as she cried my name.