Lucians Regret Novels & Stories

"Why are you still running around when you’re in such a bad state? That quack was spouting nonsense—don’t believe a word. I’ve already scheduled an appointment with an expert from abroad. They'll be here in a few days. Don’t worry. I will cure you!" “There’s no need. I already know—I can’t be saved.” The smile on Jack’s face instantly froze, but he still refused to give up. “Laura, listen to me. I know you’re angry I locked you in the basement. I was out of my mind back then—I really didn’t expect a fire to happen. But you shouldn’t do this to yourself, okay?” I shook my head. Jack suddenly became agitated. He shouted my name. “Laura, do you not want to live anymore? Why did you insist on go

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

He was a person, someone with a past, someone who had lost something. But still, I couldn’t help but ask the question that lingered in my mind. “Do you ever think about what you’ve done? About the things you’ve taken from others?” only when it came out did I notice how unrelated it sounded. I felt stupide Lucas glanced at me, his expression unreadable. But I knew what he must have been thinking “I don’t regret anything,” he said, his voice hardening. “Not anymore.”

He looked down, then back up, his expression a mix of anger and something dangerously close to regret. “You think so little of me,” he muttered, almost to himself. “No,” I said softly. “I think too much of myself.” I tried to smile, but it came out broken. “I won’t be another one of your mistakes, Lucian.” He ran a hand through his hair, frustration written all over him. “You’re not a mistake, Raven. Damn it, don’t twist it like that. I never…”

Lucian’s veins became much more visible than usual, his form punching hand tightening as if he wanted to purposely injure himself. “We never had to worry about people like you, till now. You've caused more harm than good and I promise you… Get ready for the consequences.” “We were built to be ready for any consequences, Lucian. What we do, we do without guilt because that's what is right. I don't mind dying just to see you all burn…Fools.” Lucian still had replies, but he swallowed his words. “I just realised I'm wasting my time with someone dead and I hope you all greet each other in hell.” He murmured under his breath, but I guess I was the only one who heard.

He wasn't used to being unable to fight, and losing to Alpha Cain had just bruised his ego. But there was something much worse than that. "Is this really what you want, little wolf?" he whispered, eyes closed as he recalled the coldness and hatred in Emily's eyes when they met again. In his chest, he felt incredible pain and regret. It was something he lived by for the past six years. It never went away; he just learned how to conceal them and accept that pain and regret wouldn't be in his heart if not for his cowardness. "Lucian?" Laura's voice made him open his eyes.

“If you kill our mate we could easily go crazy.” “She's a rogue Arthur, you know how hard it was after Lucas was killed in that rogue attack,” I said. “Also she might be human. I don't even know what she is. She doesn't have a scent.” “Don't be an ashole Lucian. Don't you dare lay your fcking hand on her, if you do, I will destroy everything and kill everyone you love and cherish. I'm not joking.” He threatened. “We've been waiting for her for eight years and we finally met her and you want to mess it up?”

“But don’t forget something, King. She chose me once.” Lucian’s eyes flashed. The air shifted instantly, thickening, darkening, like the sky itself was bracing. “Oh, I didn’t forget,” he said softly. “I remember every detail.” He took another step closer. “You rejected her. You replaced her. You let her bleed alone.” Each word was a blade. His voice sharpened. “You don’t get credit for regrets.” My wolf surged forward violently, snapping against my control. “That’s enough,” I growled. “Say one more word and……”

He has no reason to dislike Lucian unlike me and I should not provoke him to dislike Lucian. "I know that you have all the reasons to dislike Lucian but think everything again, he was immature back then and now changed to a responsible man.We do mistakes but learning from it and repenting it, makes us a different from those who never try to acknowledge their fault.If Lucian is trying to repent his mistakes then there's nothing wrong..I understand your perspective as well but try to see if he is actually worthy of your forgiveness"

"I spent twelve of those years thinking you were dead. I grieved you. I grieved you at the funeral that wasn't real, in the cemetery where there was no grave, and then I spent the years after that grieving you again in a quieter way, the way you grieve things that you eventually have to accept will never be recovered." Elena's jaw tightened. She was holding herself very deliberately still. "And the whole time," I said, "you were in Milan checking an email inbox every single day." "Every single day," she said. We looked at each other across the small distance of the living room floor and I understood that we were both going to have to carry this, the years of it, the weight of what was done t