Komik Instant Regret Novels & Stories

Trading a love so pure for a web of lies. The depth of my mistake washed over me. I felt a profound, unshakable regret for trusting Josie. For leaving Noah. “My Noah… What have I done?” I needed answers. I needed to make things right. I tried calling Raymond, but he rejected my calls repeatedly. Frustration and guilt gnawed at me. I had to see Noah, to beg for her forgiveness. I stormed out of the hospital. The urgency of my mission propelled me forward. The drive to Raymond's villa felt like an eternity.

It was the man Christine thought to be having a relationship with her best friend before she 'died'. Misty had asked Eithan Meyer how he viewed regret. Apparently, this innocent boy who suddenly turned into a very gloomy, icy person was forced by his classmates to participate in the contest, and he said that was how he viewed regret. He regretted going to school on that day he got voted to participate. He regretted not having enough time to sleep early this night due to this. He regretted having to make himself a clown walking half-naked under the indecent eyes of many men and women.

“You shouldn’t have to deal with my trash.” “Trash is too kind a word.” That made me laugh, bitter and humorless. “What else did he say?” “That he needs to explain. That he regrets everything.” I rolled my eyes so hard I nearly gave myself a migraine. “Regrets?” I repeated with a venomous scoff. “Let me guess—he had a ‘moment of weakness’? Didn’t mean it? Wants a second chance?” “Bingo.” I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood.

"You are going to regret this!" I snatch my hand from his grip and glower at his disgusting face. "Losing my job because of this won't make me regret anything. You know what would. Seeing your disgusting face in the corridors every morning, reminding me I had to open wide my legs for a fucking promotion!" I pause to look at him from head to toe in disgust. "That is what I would regret." ^^^^

’ （ 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!"