Novel & Cerita Regression Stories

My father sat beside her and kept on looking at her in disbelief. It took a little time for my dad to believe that she was actually gone and she wanted to kill his son. He regretted his decision of marrying her. He regretted the way he couldn't listen to me every time I tried to talk about her. But he was grateful that his children were with him. After a few months... We started to spend time together again and laughed all day long with our father. He promised that he will never leave us alone. AND WE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

The realization had unsettled him. For a moment, Henry had wondered whether Merlin’s accusations had actually been justified. But his pride had spoken louder than his conscience. He had convinced himself that business was war, and whoever was strong enough to take advantage of opportunities deserved the victory. So he had allowed the contracts to remain. Less than a month later, Goldings Corp had suffered a brutal economic blow. Several key investments collapsed almost overnight, and multiple projects suddenly lost funding. The company’s financial stability had shaken so badly that senior executives feared the corporation might actually fall apart.

I had to admit it looked intimate. It fit perfectly with the reunion story. "He told me to come to the gala," I noted. "Last night, before the photo dropped." "And now the photo is everywhere claiming remarriage is on the table," Adrian said. "So when you show up at the gala tonight, it will confirm a story he didn’t technically tell." "He's...controlling the narrative," I gasped at that realization.

Every time Yuvan regressed, his memories from the previous life were wiped clean. I was the only one who remembered any of it. Yuvan told me I was the World's Chosen One. If I died by violence, this world would collapse entirely. The small world had been triggering my regressions to protect me. Because of that, I was the only one allowed to keep my memories each time. James's repeated attempts to destroy me were his way of getting back at Yuvan and the Temporal Command. Every time he killed me, he was trying to bring this whole world down with me.

“She told you what?” Christian couldn’t bring himself to say further. She was pregnant. He had seen the tests, he had seen how far gone she was, but yet he had vehemently denied having anything to do with that. He was always careful, and he couldn’t even remember the last time they’d had sex. That night under the trees after he’d apologized? Or when? He just couldn’t remember and… “Son? You were saying something?” “I… Mother, I just want to leave this fucking city. I just want to get out from here and leave all these behind. I’m tired mother, I’m so tired!” He bawled out, fresh tears spilling down his cheeks.

I felt ominous meeting this man, but now that he brought up Eugene, I felt eerier. ‘No. There’s no need to panic. I have to stay calm and answer him wisely.’ “Why do I need to share my private life with you?” I asked. Louis placed his elbows above the table. He clutched his hands and then rested his chin at the back of his palms. Breathing out for a second, he continued, “I will tell you a very interesting story.” I swallowed hard while waiting for his next words. “Years ago, there was a rich son, who ran away from home.”

But with Alex by my side, I felt like I could face anything. The days turned into weeks, and Alex proved true to his word. He was transparent and honest, sharing every detail of his life with me. He told me about his past, his fears, and his dreams. He showed me his financial records, his phone messages, and his email inbox. He held nothing back, willing to do whatever it took to regain my trust. In turn,I found myself opening up to him again. I shared my own fears and dreams, my own insecurities and desires. I told him about my feelings, my doubts, and my hopes. Slowly but surely, we began to rebuild our relationship, one conversation at a time.

AMARACHI (Amarachi Edwards) "This is the fifth school you're rejecting today." my mum said. She looked really frustrated and stressed. My mum is a single parent. My Dad died when I was still a little child. We just recently relocated from our former house so I had to change school.

Amelia Carter has spent three years being the perfect wife to Ethan Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire who treats their marriage like nothing more than an obligation. She wakes before sunrise to prepare his breakfast, chooses his clothes, waits for him at night, and secretly hopes that one day he will finally see her as more than just his wife. But Ethan has never promised her love. On their third wedding anniversary, Amelia prepares a romantic dinner, believing it might finally bring them closer. Instead, Ethan chooses a charity gala with Sophia Reynolds—the woman everyone once expected him to marry. Then Amelia discovers the truth. Ethan has already signed their divorce papers. Heartb

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.