Regretted Novels & Stories

After my wife, Serenity, forced me to kneel, apologize, and admit to plagiarism at the press conference for my new cancer drug, I finally gave up on her. From that day on, I became everything she'd ever wanted in a husband. I stopped questioning her whereabouts or taking an interest in her life. I even turned a blind eye to her affair with my graduate student, Darryl. Even when Darryl maliciously deleted all the research data for my experimental drug, I didn't lose my temper. I simply accepted reality and shut down my lab. Serenity was pleased with my silence and understanding. A few days later, Serenity stumbled upon the news that her mother, Trinity, had cancer, but I was nowhere

He was like a beast yesterday night. Who told they won't regret it. It's me but now I totally regret my decision. Now, I regret it. My waist is hurting a lot. I didn't think he would exhaust me like this. I totally regret it now. " Alex. " I screamed. ___

I have made a mistake and regret it in hindsight. It was a moment of weakness that I cannot take back, however I know now that it was wrong and something I wish to course correct for. This regret has been weighing heavily on my conscience, like an invisible burden with no end or solution in sight. No matter how much time passes, the guilt of my misdeed still lingers in my mind as a reminder of what happened.

I thought I would never regret it, I thought I was always going to smile whenever I remember what I did and the steps I had taken then, but now, it only makes me feel like a very terrible person. I wished I could go back to that time and make things right again, I wished I could go back and stop myself for embarking on any revenge journey, I wished I could stop myself from doing that. But it was gone, and I was left with was the regrets and pains that comes from the dumbest decision I had ever made.

I’m was worried sick about him… Laying down on the long sofa, I felt terrible for what I’ve done and hadn’t done. This is such a mess, if I knew that thing would turn out this way, I should have talked to Hayden properly yesterday. Why didn’t I do that? What was I thinking? This feeling that felt like a void inside my stomach is probably called regret.

Regrets permeates every fibre of my being, a gnawing feeling that churned within me, impossible to ignore. How could I have stooped so low? The remorse grew stronger, casting a shadow over the initial satisfaction I had felt at such time. Desperation seeped into my thoughts, and I found myself yearning for a different outcome, wishing to alter the dynamics of our pretend relationship. The intensity of my longing was almost palpable, a fervent hope that consumed my every waking moment. The pang of regret became even more acute as I pondered on the path not taken.

Regret washes over his face, etching lines of sorrow and remorse. "You're right, Nora. You were never meant to be caught in the crossfire of our rivalry," Jay admits, his voice filled with regret. "I should have protected you, shielded you from the pain and the choices that were forced upon you." Nora gazes at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and longing. The regret in Jay's expression mirrors the tumultuous emotions swirling within her own heart. "I never wanted any of this," Nora whispers, her voice barely audible. "I never wanted to be a pawn in your family's feud. I just wanted to live my own life, make my own choices."

"Are you sure? What if you regret it later?" "Regret?" The word made me laugh. Not a joyful laugh—just a hollow one. "I’ve had enough regrets. I regretted being born into that family. I regretted being born human in a world filled with werewolves. I regretted meeting Alessandro. How many more regrets can I possibly carry?"

He should have kept an eye on her and paid her more attention but he hadn’t, and now, he was filled with regret. He turned another corner, deciding to employ his last decided resort, which was to check the security footage. Frankly, it should have been the first thing he did but he was so worried it skipped his mind entirely and now, what should have been his first move turned out to be his last. Just as he rounded the corner, he bumped into a solid chest that had him taking a few steps backwards. He steadied himself. “So sorry, I…” The words fizzled out in his throat the moment he lifted his head.

"I wish I hadn't done any of it. I don't like who I was back then. I regret what I did to you." "It's easy to regret." Angela said, "Regret is what you feel when you think about your mistakes from a safe distance." "It's not easy for me." Alex sighed. "It's been the hardest thing for me to deal with. What I did to you. How I hurt you."