Regression - Second Chance At Life Novels & Stories

I had watched her leave me, and now …’i cannot go through that again’ My mind wandered to this, to the fact that we were both reborn in this new life, we were both given a second chance. ‘It has to mean something. I might not understand the mechanics of a new life, but i understand that i am willing to do whatever it takes to keep her. History cannot repeat itself. We cannot be stuck in an endless loop, one that begins at me loving her and ends with me losing her. I refuse to let that happen. I refuse to relive my mistakes.’

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

She had been betrayed once before, and she refused to let it happen again. As she walked out of Ethan's life, Lily felt a sense of sadness but also a sense of relief. She knew that she had made the right decision, and that she was finally free to find someone who would truly love and respect her. She had learned that sometimes, "a second chance with someone new was the best thing you could ask for".

Reggie teased, “No swearing in the presence of the baby.” Chris burst out in laughter. “Well noted, mummy.” So this was it, Their very own new beginning. If the start was any indication, then their end was hopefully going to be a very happy one. Reggie knew that most people would think that her giving him a second chance was a bad idea, but sometimes— just sometimes, life was all about taking risks. It didn’t always turn out well, but at least one always ended up with experience. Oh, but Reggie was hopeful,

My whole body seizes with the enormity of it. The second chance. It’s real. Somehow, impossibly, I am back. And this time, they will pay.

“You said that last time too.” My heart skipped. “I know,” Liam replied. “But I can’t let what happened before happen again.” Before? The other man sighed. “Then stop standing around and fix it,” he said. “In your previous life you failed her.” My breath caught. “In this life,” the man continued, “you have a second chance.” My blood ran cold as Liam spoke again. “I won’t make the same mistake.” The world suddenly felt like it tilted. Second chance…previous life. My heart pounded violently.

Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

"Because the next group coming in is a delegation from the city council. They are highly observant. Show them that Larry's judgment—on you, and on this establishment—is sound." He walked away, leaving me alone with the list of minute failures. Two point three minutes. A 45^\circ bow. It was impossible, insane perfection. But I understood the game. Larry wasn't trying to punish the woman who left him; he was demanding that the woman who stayed be worthy of the opportunity he gave her. I reread the critique, not with anger, but with grim determination. I straightened my uniform, smoothed the purple wig, and walked back out onto the floor, ready for the next test. If Larry wanted flawless, I wo