Remorse Family Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry for turning my back on you all. I'm sorry for the silence that kept us apart. I'm so sorry for making you feel abandoned and forgotten. I shouldn't have let it come to this. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry, Grandpa." As my apology hit in the air, heavy with unspoken remorse, Angela moved closer, her touch a soothing balm on my trembling form. With each gentle pat on my back, she offered a silent reassurance, a promise that though the road ahead may be fraught with challenges, I wouldn't have to walk it alone. A fragile moment hung in the air as I exchanged a tentative smile with Angela before turning to face my family - Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Their eyes bore into mine, h

"No. I'm still in disbelief about what occurred tonight.” Liam briefly turned around, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Me too." Perhaps it's time for a change to occur. From the window, I gazed at how the streetlights reflected the rain and said gently, "I'm glad your mom got on with it. But I was concerned that she might still feel guilty or resentful. What happened?” “Mom has been feeling remorse for a long time,” Liam declared. My efforts to fix things may have taken a while, too.

The words had stopped but the accusation in his little brother's eyes couldn't be contained. Deep down a part of him had felt a flicker of remorse for the pain he was causing his family. But it wasn't anywhere close to being strong enough to change his mind. It was merely the last remnants of the man Dayton had once been slowly dying inside as his heart turned to ice.

“It’s powerful enough to carve through mountains, yet it follows its course. If a river ignores its banks and spills over recklessly, it becomes a flood, destroying everything in its path—including itself. Our pack is the same. Strength without restraint leads to destruction. We don’t break the rules just because we’re strong—we follow them so that our strength lasts. A wildfire burns bright but dies fast. A mighty oak, however, stands tall because it respects the seasons and the soil. So tell me, son, do you want to be a wildfire… or the oak?” I swallowed hard, his words settling deep into my bones like an unshakable truth. I flicked my wrist again. 8:45 AM. I turned to Jeremy, my Beta, my

As much as Remy tried to hold back his tears, he only ended up sobbing harder. "Dad, I'm sorry… I lost my memories, and I forgot about you, Mom, and my siblings. I even…" He even found himself teetering on the edge of killing his loved ones—the very people who shared his blood. He choked, unable to put his regrets into words. Winston exhaled softly. "What's there to be ashamed of just because you lost your memories? Look at me—I've lost mine too. I've forgotten all of you, my children!"

There were so many things he didn’t understand, and worst off he wanted to know what gave this mysterious man the audacity to talk to him this way. Who the hell was he? “I wouldn’t say banish…” Fenris muttered, taking a step towards him as he continued, “Actually the Remus family’s name is known far and wide. One of the most powerful families to ever come out of Alaska. A family consisting of witches, vampires and werewolves.”

And is longing for her parent's love and protection, she has lost her hope and is frightened to the core, she knew the fact that if she does nothing, she has to end up here so she stopped crying and became determined to go back to her family, The five-year-old girl has been wounded on the day of the accident and hasn't been treated properly she still remembers the day when she was brought here. Flashback * Author's POV The hideous turn of events for the Hemsworth family was the day when the accident took place and their life took a drastic turn. Kendall was on the back sit when she was knocked off by the car's halting process, Due to malfunction and electric failures in the car, the engine w

I don't have any choice “Don't talk to her from now on. You always lose your temper when it comes to her.” “If I'm not a real Cortez, then it's a relief for not being blood-related with those kind people.” I hope so. My rapist father, my mafia uncle, my greedy aunt, and a psychopath cousin. What's wrong with this family? Indeed, I should not belong to this kind of family because, from the very beginning, I didn't feel like being a Cortez. I headed to my kids in the playroom to lessen the fury inside of me. Just seeing the kids made my soul cleanse from the hatred I felt on my father's side.

They looked identical. - Is your name Remy? asked Raphael with a smile. Remy answered politely: - Yes, my name is Remy Lambert, you can call me Remy. Raphael was stunned, Remy Lambert? Why was his family name the same as his mother's? Not to mention that the Cosey family was a big family, even if it was an ordinary family, the children, especially a boy, did not share the same family name as their mother. He felt strange.

“You’re going to fix it.” She almost laughed again. “Fix it? Damon, there is no fixing this. The Crosses are everywhere—media, law, finance. The only thing to do now is ride it out and pray they get bored.” But even as she said it, she didn’t believe it. The Cross family didn’t get bored. They got even.