Regressor Of The Fallen Family Novel Novels & Stories

I said "Come on let's go to the police station and report this. We need to file complain about this" she said to me. "Nah! That's the last thing I want to do since I don't want my family to get panicked and I will be summon to go back. I love being free here and be out from them for a while!" I said and I closed my eyes. "I really don't understand why your behaving like this to your family. You don't need to work your ass for a living, your family is already rich!" She said and I twist my lips because of what she said.

She could tell from her looks that Cortana had probably heard of or even met the Immortal before. "Yes, I have, so many times, so many painful times. As children of the Teragon family, we were told stories of the traitor called Yuna Teragon, who abandoned her entire family so she could be with another man—her sick husband, her starving children—she left everything behind because she found someone who would take her out of poverty. I hate her, and I hate it when her name is mentioned,” Cortana replied, her teeth and fists clenched tightly in anger.

He scanned the room with an icy gaze before looking right into Reginald's eyes. With a sneer, he said, "How funny and pathetic. I wonder how your family made it to this day. You can't even tolerate a person who speaks the truth? All of you have everything to do with the downfall of the Stone family. Celena is the only one who has nothing to do with it."

"Don't say that Jenn, you saving him has nothing to do with whether he is a good or bad person, more of you doing right thing." "You saved a life." Justin tried comforting me but it felt futile. "A useless life." I muttered, the memories of how da- he would pretty much get everything I wanted while growing up. I hated him so much for ruining our family, but at the same time a part of me couldn't let go of that sentimental father daughter bond. It made me hate myself, I wasn't some kid that couldn't control her emotions or doesn't know what's wrong from right, yet I'm still struggling.

Their faces twisted in confusion, anxiety flickering in their eyes. Whenever they wanted me to give something up, they’d slap me with one hand and offer candy with the other. It never failed to work. All they had to do was take the first step and reach out, and I’d cave every time. This time, no one was on the other end of the call, eagerly calling them “Mom” and “Dad.” “Honey, Laura’s not exactly the sharpest at work, so why do you keep spoiling her? When we’re gone, she’ll burn through the family’s fortune in no time.

"Don't blame Connie, Mom. It's my fault. I have caused you so much trouble. I shouldn't have taken the coat from her…" Before she finished, Dad grabbed me and slammed me to the ground. He roared, "A cold-blooded thing like you doesn't deserve to live in this loving family!" I cried and begged him to stop. But the more I cried, the more he was convinced that I felt no remorse. His claws landed harder and harder. Mom and Nathan stood at a distance, their faces indifferent. It was as if I weren't part of the family, just a filthy rogue they didn't recognize.

I recognised this voice as dad so i just nodded. Not everyday your day is good, Where i hoped my first will be good I have pain. My ribs hurt , my brusies started to fade but are still visible, yesterday i had my pain killers but i forgot to bring it here. What would they feel when i tell them about my beatings? They will hate you What if they leave me? Do i have to go to orphanage No,they are your family No shit sherlock i know Of course you know you are my subconscious.

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

The system's cold mechanical voice responded, "Because you insisted on staying in this world, causing our system that drives the plot in this world to collapse. We just want everything to return to the original state." I once again sighed at the system's merciless nature. It was willing to do anything to achieve its goals. When Carrie fell down the stairs, my family believed I pushed her. When I ate the cake she threw away, my family believed I snatched it from her. They even believed the reason she developed a heart condition was that I constantly bullied her. All these "truths" were fabricated memories implanted by the system into the minds of my father, mother, and brother. Her heart dise

I hit him hard on the face. “I have rejected you, what gives you the right to speak to me? I couldn’t believe I’d just slapped Darius. His face glowed red under the shining moon light. The room gasped, “Elara!” My mother screamed my name from the crowd. “Seize the traitor now!” His father yelled, veins popping on his forehead. I could hear the absurd beating of my heart in my ears. What if my whole family still ends up dead? Did I ruin my chance?