Now Come And Regret Novels & Stories

After she was intimate with her husband, Derrick Gladwin, Celine Clarkson headed to the bathroom to clean up. Then the closet door swung open. Jenny Dlay—Celine's best friend—popped out, laughing like crazy. "Wow, Cece. You act all innocent, but you still make that face when things get good? I'm dead." Jenny rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, mocking the way Celine had bitten her lip and trembled. Celine went pale and froze. Jenny didn't care. She strutted over, went up on her toes, and hooked an arm around Derrick's neck, her nails brushing through his Adam's apple. "Okay, Ricky. Didn't know you had that in you. You seriously wore her out." She smirked. "Almost feel bad for he

But I need it now to survive. I don’t know if it just me pero ever since I woke up in this world, ang daming kong regrets na hindi ko alam sa aking buhay noon. Things I didn’t expect I would regret later on. Tulad ngayon. I absolutely hate the cliche self-introduction before pero ngayon I need it. But fate is really cruel dahil hindi niya ito binigay saakin. Pain, regret, and despair. Hayssss si Professor James na siguro ang pinaka-ideal at pinaka-perfect na Professor na nakita sa boung buhay ko kung hindi lang sa mga crazy ideas niya.

'Dear Ace, I went through an old picture album recently and found myself reminiscing about the past, which isn’t like me. I've always believed there was no point in looking back to regret or to ponder on what could have been. Yet, I have so much regret, so much I wish I had taken the time to reflect on. I realize now that none of the things I’ve accomplished were truly my dreams, but rather, they were things I thought would earn me the love and acceptance from my father. I thought I could live with myself even after I hurt so many people, even when I hurt you and broke your heart…' A single tear falls from my eyes, making me aware of the wetness in my eyes and the heaviness in my chest. I do

Olive explained hoarsely. Lyyana let out a sigh. She also regretted why her mother didn't receive better treatment until she passed away just like that. "If we talk about regret, it's not just Uncle and Aunt. Lyyana regrets not being able to provide the best treatment for Mom, letting Mom marry that jerk, causing Mom's shop to go bankrupt because of that jerk's debt, selling our childhood home, and many more regrets Lyyana has. But..." Lyyana paused, looking at each of them one by one. "Regret comes at the end. We shouldn't be trapped in that regret. It's better for us to start a new life now and consider yesterday's events as life experiences and memories."

she whispered to herself. After a few blocks, the anger gave way to exhaustion. Her feet ached. The road stretched endlessly ahead. She sighed and muttered, “I’ll just get Cora to drive me back to the car.” That made sense. It made the walk feel like something temporary. But as the minutes passed, regret crept in. The air was colder now. Her hair whipped across her face. The pavement gleamed under the streetlights, still wet from the evening drizzle. Her arms wrapped around herself as she tried to fight the chill.

"The past? That's the road you traveled! Are you telling me to forget it now? Have you forgotten the vows you made and the things you did? You said you could earn money, but you could never lose your ambition." "Oscar, do you still remember?" A few tears rolled down Oscar's cheeks. "I remember." Reginald slowly approached Oscar. "Do you regret what you did back then?" Oscar wiped away his tears with his hand. "I don't regret it, but now I understand something even more: no matter what you do, you can't act alone. You should walk with the light." Reginald gripped his hand. "Walk with the light? Just because of that glimmer in the darkness, you think you're walking with the light?"

He looked like he was on the verge of collapse. He seemed excited to see me. "Rena, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Can you please come home with me?" "Austin, I'm sure you know I'm here to talk about the divorce, not listen to your apology." His face fell. "Serena, why must you be so aggressive with me? Yes, I was wrong. I made a mistake every man would make in his life. But I know that I was wrong now, and I've decided that I'll change for the better.

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.

I answered, my voice just as firm as his. "Yes, but you also might not lose anything." "You can't be sure about that." "Just as you can't be sure that you will lose everything." Shawn's eyes became soft, and so was his voice. "There are a lot of things that we can't be sure of, Shawn. But there's one thing I am sure of that you'll feel if you let this go, and that is regret. You will definitely regret it if you don't do anything to fix what Shawn and you have. And I am telling you now, that regret won't be easy to dissipate. It will be with you for the rest of your life. Can you live all your life filled with regret?"

He had no idea that the woman warming his bed was worth more than his entire pack. He had no idea that the "pathetic" wife he'd discarded could buy and sell him a hundred times over. He had no idea that "Phantom"—the genius everyone wanted to recruit, the legend no one could find—was currently sitting in a $49 motel room with tear tracks on her face and vengeance in her heart. Liora stirred, her grief transmuting into something sharper. Something hungrier. Show them, she whispered. Show them all. I closed the laptop and lay back on the lumpy motel bed, staring at the water-stained ceiling. Tomorrow, I would become someone new. Tomorrow, I would start the process of burning my old life to ash