Regression - Second Chance At Life Novels & Stories

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

I said curiously. "Well, I don’t know but I am pretty sure that those two devils are up to no good". Liam replied. "So, what’s the second step, since our first one was a quick success, I suppose that we are going to proceed towards our second step". I asked. "Yes, we are going to. Listen closely, if we make a mistake on this step, trust me our plan will be a failure." I nodded and listened closely. "So, the second step is…."

"What do you mean?" "Thomas, Melina was pregnant for you before now, and she miscarried because of this same James." Katherine must have heard Melina say his name. Thomas freezes and just stares at his mother as he tries to make sense of her words. Melina was expecting his child for the second time. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe he’d created a human being with Melina, not just once but twice, and he's only finding out now. Now they’re no more; Thomas couldn’t believe it. He lost the chance to be a dad before he knew he was one. Thomas' heart clenches in his chest. His heart aches for his unborn children.

But I wasn’t looking away. Damon leaned back, his tone casual, but his eyes never softened. “Let me make one thing clear to everyone in this room. Langford Global does not run on misunderstandings. We run on results. I don’t give in to excuses. I don’t give in to weakness. And I don’t give in to the doctrine of second chances.” Something inside me twisted. Second chances were the ground I stood on. Without them, I wouldn’t still be breathing. Without them, Liam wouldn’t still be fighting. My whole life was stitched together with them, fragile but holding.

Charles wanted his assistant to just revise the plans once again so that he could get back on track with his thinking. The assistant said, “It is indeed possible that the second case happened to some of them, but to all of them, I don’t think so. They designed the domain to only let 50% of those who enter leave it, but there is no condition on people who arrive inside that they have to die too. With there almost a 90% chance of survival from the initial stages of the challenge, it seems improbable that they are dead. 5 out of the 6, not to mention. That would be preposterous. What we can do, however, is that….”