Remorse Family Novels & Stories

"Elena survived? So the curse didn't work? Then how did Emma—" He scratched the back of his neck, like he was trying to work out an equation that wouldn't balance. "I mean, the whole family spent years on this, and then the one who was supposed to go didn't, and the one who wasn't supposed to..." Mom's fingernails dug into the crack between the floor tiles. "Get out." She didn't look up. The words came through her teeth. "Look, I'm only asking because I care—" "I said get out!"

I promised and grabbed my breath as Mom rubbed my back. "Maybe, Remon doesn't want this too. He made a mistake, he caused a lot of damage to you and to his own family, but if you would ask me, it's hard to judge him, especially and you said those He goes, he is just a damaged man, and the two of you are wrong." I smile at Papa now, Papa's understanding. If we had been whole then I would have been happy and there was no space in my heart. "Sorry, your dad's issue about your first family, because of me." Dad just laughed and sailed in his chair.

He was so angry that he clutched his chest as if he would have a heart attack at any moment. His fury was understandable, of course. He was the one who walked Nikita down the aisle at their wedding and handed her over to Spencer. He said to Spencer tearfully, "I trust you, Spencer. I trust that you'll give my daughter the love she deserves." What a cruel twist of fate. Who would have thought that he willingly handed his daughter over to the man who would hurt her the most? He was remorseful beyond imagination. How could he have made such a grave mistake? If only he had been more cautious, if only he observed Spencer for longer before agreeing to let him marry Nikita, she would not have gotte

She stood there blankly but the robot dog in her arms was still barking, so the sight was strangely funny. Her face pale, she unconsciously stepped back, trying to escape this chaotic vortex. "Stop!" A hoarse roar came from Dad. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at my already cold corpse on the operating table. Then, he looked at his wife struggling on the floor and his son howling with his head in his hands. He suddenly charged at Carrie and grabbed her throat, his voice filled with endless regret and madness. "It's your fault! It's all your fault! You ruined our family! Give me back my Jasmine!"

It was depressing to keep on remembering what I'd put my family through just because of how unsatisfied I was. Regret played in my head like a haunting memory. It played endlessly in my head. If I could I would certainly turn back the hands of time. The heart wrenching aftermath of my actions echoed through every fiber of my being. A constant ache that refused to subside. I longed for a chance to forgive myself...but I could I forgive myself if I couldn't mend the bridges burned? Fate seemed to be playing tricks with me these days, stealing opportunities that would only leave me with a bittersweet taste of remorse. My family now lived in my memories and it was all my fault...a painful void I

As if all the warmth of the sun had been ripped away, the room plunged into the arctic. At least it felt that way. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms as I fought not to grab onto Massi's shirt. If someone needed to kill Rafe, I would do it. Spare this man-this family-the horror of killing one of their own. I could hold that weight. Put it where I put all the other deaths. Deep inside where it didn't bother me. Remorse wasn't something I felt, at least not in terms of killing. It was simply an action. Like buying some coffee or helping an elderly person across the street.

Rage knew something was wrong with our mate, and he had to get to her. I fucked up. I'll never forget the look on Remi's face. I'll never forget the hurt and pain that shot down our bond. I'll never forget how heartbroken and inadequate she felt in that moment. I'll never forget how much she hated herself and how much she wished she was someone else.

He growled coldly, “Enough, can you calm down? Can you even kill him? Even if you did, what then? Our entire Stoermer family of Michigan will just wait to be executed by the Missouri Colemans? All three hundred and thirteen members of our Stoermer family will have to head to their graves because of you?” The slap had woken Kazim up. And it also beat fear into him. He thought about the gap between the Missouri Coleman family and the Michigan Stoermer family and knew they really weren’t on the same level. If it came to it, the one who would be destroyed would be their Stoermer family in Michigan. However, when he thought of Caleb, who had been killed, as well as his wife, who had been beaten,

I said with fake concern in my voice, but I was just amused. “You bastard, do you think we have not thought of that? Adler's grandfather would only accept you as his granddaughter-in-law, he does not like Alex. Jennifer, all you have to do is beg Adler for forgiveness, and he would surely forgive you." "Remember you are doing this for the family” he said, did he honestly think I was a fool, well the previous Jennifer was so I guess. “I am sorry, but I will not get back with Adler, and there is nothing you can say to make me remarry that scum,” I said.

Three years had passed, but it seemed the Stoermers had not forgotten. After Phineas and Ezekiel spoke up, others in the hall followed suit. "I'm Ralph Bowie, head of the Bowie family, and I also apologize to the Stoermers!" "The Spark family seeks forgiveness from the Stoermers." Representatives from nine families had eagerly stepped forward to apologize to the Stoermers. Their attitudes were humble, each one slightly bowing in respect. The hall fell silent as everyone looked up at Kurtis on the throne. He seemed indifferent, and his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at those offering their apologies.