Never Go Full Retard Novels & Stories

That's not possible. Looking at Liam's pitiful attempt at remorse, I found it utterly laughable. "I'm going to sever the mate bond with you. This is a notice, not a request." Liam stared at me in disbelief. "No. You love me so much. You would never do this." However, I had no interest in hearing any more of his apologies or regrets. I ordered someone to throw Liam out. I never wanted to see that disgusting face again. After I settled into my new residence, I received a string of messages from members of the original pack.

"Move faster you retard!" "Easy on him, idiots!" The Irish guy spurted angrily to his men then he stooped down on my side, looking me straight in the eyes. "Be careful what you would tell that lawyer of yours. You don't want to mess up with the gods. Remember we are watching your every action, no stupid tricks, now get your ass moving you're going back up. Enjoy a week of freedom. Don't worry, you'll be back in hell soon anyway.

"I swear, you're turning more and more into a mutt every day." "Shut up! It's satisfying, maybe if you tried it you'd know why it's so awesome!" "I will never do that, it's humiliating and stupid," He said and I guess he had a fair point...but I didn't care, so I rolled the sunroof back and stood up so that I was outside the car again, "You're going to get hurt doing that you retard."

He must let them know the terrible consequences of scheming against him! When Sandra got home from work that evening, Leo ran over and told her while grabbing her hand, “Ms. Sandra, the big liar came again today. I ignored him and threw away everything he brought for me.” “Good job!” Sandra gave Leo a thumbs up. “If he comes again, splash him with water and let him get drenched to make him retreat in the face of difficulties.” “What does retreating in the face of difficulties mean?” Leo asked. “It means that he’ll not dare to come here again,” Sandra explained.

The weight of this question hung heavy in the depths of Tritan's thoughts, but before he could fully formulate his own conclusions, he instinctively began to click out a message to Finrir in MerTongue, a complex language of clicks and echoes. The clicks reverberated through the water, spelling out the words "W-A-I-T!" in a rhythmic pattern akin to Morse code. It was a desperate plea for Finrir's attention, urging him to pause and allow Tritan the opportunity to process his own emotions and thoughts. Simultaneously, Tritan's trembling hands continued to sign in Aquasign, hoping that Finrir was looking his way and could discern the sincerity in his gestures.

his mother urged. “You can’t let her trample over you,” his father added. Fueled by their words, Luke’s face darkened. “Just go,” he said dismissively. “Let me cool off for a few days. Doris will stay here to keep me company. Keep acting out, Alice, and I’ll really sever the bond. You’ll regret it.” He waved me away like I was a stray mutt. I let out a cold, sharp laugh. “No need to wait.”

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 raised a brow and said coolly, “Do I need to spell it out for you?” Jason stared intently at me, as though suppressing some complex cocktail of emotions. After a few seconds, he suddenly said in a low voice, “Don’t regret it later.” I smiled. “The only thing I regret is not seeing all of your true colors earlier.” My mother flew off the handle, jabbing a finger at me. “Nina Gordon, you disappoint us! Are you going to break ties with your family for something so trivial?!” My father was just as furious. “If you insist, then don’t blame us for doing the same. From today onward, you’re no longer our daughter!”

��𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘢. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰�

he said, gesturing with his hand. The three of us sat on the floor in front of him. He was smiling at us. I didn’t know what he was going to say next, but let’s hear it. “First of all, don’t get nervous. It’s not like the world is ending today even if we don’t win. No one is pressuring you. Just do your best. Never think that you can’t do it, because in the future you should be able to say that you gave your best, it was just that you didn’t have the talent at the time. Don’t do anything that will make you think later that you should have tried harder. At least you must not have any regrets. Never do something that will make you regret it later.”