Of Love And Regret Novels & Stories

This was his way of telling me that from his childhood days up to the point where he sacrificed his life for me, he had never known true love and happiness… This was his way of telling me that him not realizing his love for me earlier would forever be ‘his regret’. THE END…

She didn’t want to cry — not in front of him. Greg softened. He stepped closer. “I’m not asking you to love me right now,” he said, voice low. “I just need to know you’re not going to keep chasing a man who’s already thrown you away.” She turned to him, her eyes rimmed with red. “I don’t want to chase him. But you don’t just erase feelings, Greg. You don’t just snap your fingers and forget the years. The dreams. The betrayal.” “And what about the last few months with me?” he asked, stepping closer. “Are you going to forget those too? Or have they never meant anything to you?”

I raised a brow at Zachary. "We're divorced now. So, you can pursue her if you want. Since she was so in love with you, she's bound to reciprocate your feelings sooner or later." Zachary shook his head with a smile. "You're the only person that's on her mind right now. Are you sure you don't love her anymore, Benjamin?" I froze for a moment before turning to look outside. Love wouldn't just vanish overnight. People would only fall out of love after enduring too much hurt and disappointment.

He giggled, "I thought you said you could live without me? Are you regretting all you said at the hospital and want to beg me not to leave you?" In my head, I kept repeating "YES" to his question while digging nails into my skin so that I could keep my sanity intact and remind myself not to fall for the stupid ideas running in my mind. I wanted to tell him that I regretted every statement I made at the hospital and beg for his mercy. I wished he could tear the divorce papers and tell me he could not leave me. I wished he could look into my eyes and profess his undying love to me. "Well, there is nothing we can do about this anymore. I have endured your shit and dirt for three years. I don't

After everything she'd done—marrying Thomas for security instead of love, walking away from Klaus when he'd asked her to stay, spending five years in a cold marriage rather than fighting for what she wanted—did she really deserve happiness? "Mama?" Iniko appeared in the doorway, Rex the T-Rex clutched in one hand. "Are you okay? You look sad again." Ambelyn forced a smile, pushing away the melancholy thoughts. "I'm fine, baby. Just thinking about work stuff. Nothing important." "Is the work stuff about the gorgeous billionaire?" "Iniko—"

No matter how hard he racked his brain, Claude couldn't pinpoint the moment when those eyes that once looked at him with nothing but love had changed. "Claude, you truly disgust me." Those words played on an endless loop in his mind. "Heather, I've been nothing but good to you. I even gave you the Luna position, and yet you actually find me disgusting?" Claude suddenly downed a large gulp of whiskey in a bid to numb the suffocating feeling he had never experienced before. "Since you no longer want the Luna position, I'll give it to someone else then," he muttered to himself. The alcohol rushed to his head, and he swayed before collapsing onto the bed.

Burning with fever, I propped myself up and looked at the man I had loved for seven years. His appearance had barely changed over the years, but his heart... had become unrecognizable. At that moment, I didn’t want the money anymore. I didn’t want him or Cameron either.

"I can't believe you! So, this is what you're like? A cruel, heartless man? God, I must be blind to marry you." My colleagues were shocked. I was surprised, too, but then I got over it. She never told anyone about our marriage, despite it going on for three years. Yet she exposed it just to defend Caelum. I looked at her twisted, furious face, and I nodded. "I sense regret. Fine, let's get a divorce, then." I tossed her the divorce papers and left right away.

"Stop pushing me away Camila! do you know how much I've been through when you left me?! After you left someone told me the truth. And after that I tried to find you for weeks but your parents told me that you fly to America and they did stopped me from following you there. I went home that day. I'm depressed! I shut everyone out.I didnt eat or even drink. I didn't let anyone in. I only want to have you with me but you aren't there.the days have passed, I was expecting you to come but you didnt. I lose hope so I tried to kill myself. It wasn't successful though.Someone made me realize that its not too late. After that I tried and tried and at last I found you. And you are here standing infro

Memoirs that make you cry and academic monograms that you barely understand, the more esoteric the better. I swallow, nodding in agreement. I suddenly regret asking him to tell me about Aura. Well, I say suddenly, but really I’ve regretted it this whole time. Only, now my regret outweighs the love I can so clearly hear in his voice—not because the regret has grown, nor because his love has diminished, but because now fear has joined the tumult of emotions.