Remorse: The List Novels & Stories

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help," Melissa suddenly recalled Jeremy's words from the previous night. The memories flooded her mind, replaying her own words and actions, each one accompanied by a sense of deep remorse. "Oh, my God. What have I done?" Melissa whispered, dread filling her heart. Her face turned pale, drained of all color, as she looked up at Corene, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and shame.

Now that it was right in front of her, she couldn’t even be bothered. The Xanders had been relentless these past few days, and she was sick of it. “Get lost. All of you. “Your so-called guilt and remorse? They disgust me.” What good was remorse? It was just a self-serving redemption for the ones who had done the harm—meant to ease their own conscience, not to make things right. Pathetic. Layla felt nothing but emptiness. She didn’t want to waste another glance at them. Just as she was about to leave, a commotion broke out nearby.

I decided to send Lilly a message in hopes it would smooth things over. Lilly, I wanted to apologize for being so short with you. When Armond showed up I was so mad and I tried to take it out on you. Please forgive me and have dinner with me when we land in L.A. L.M. I wasn’t sure if I would even receive a response but I could always hope. I ended up falling asleep and dreamed of fiery green eyes all night.

Only after a long hesitation did she finally pull the sheet back as she gritted her teeth. The body beneath the sheet was burned black. The face was charred beyond recognition, but the diamond watch on the corpse's wrist still gleamed brightly. The color immediately drained from Magnolia's face. Her trembling hand reached for the watch, and the moment she saw the "K&M" engravings, she lost all her strength as she collapsed to the floor. Robin rushed forward to help her up as everyone else around them trembled even harder, not daring to raise their heads. "That was... the token of love I gave Kayden..." As Magnolia spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks. She had not even had time to accept that

And just like that, William severed the last connection I had to the Seymours. … I'd been dead for ten days, and the Seymours still couldn't be bothered to look for me. Everyone just figured I'd run off to avoid getting punished. Mom's hatred for me only grew worse, and she spat, "Good riddance to that worthless son of mine! A disgrace like him is nothing but shame!" Then her phone buzzed with a video from the Dean of Students. There I was on all fours, crawling forward in the most humiliating way imaginable. The camera trailed me for a few steps before I turned toward the lens with this fawning grin. Then I stuck my tongue out, barking like a dog.

Please believe me! I scoffed at him and said, "Make it up to me, you say? How are you going to make it up to me? I don't need you to do anything of the sort, Miles. There's no possible way you could ever repay me in this lifetime. Get lost!" Faith looked up at me in terror and pleaded, "Please forgive him, Ms. Moore. He's gone mad. He'll kill me if you don't forgive me." I pinched her chin and said in disdain, "Then, die."

… rather. “Exactly. And I’m better than some Alphas.” Daniel said, referring to Cayden with the tease. “I don’t doubt that, Daniel.” I smiled, slowly turning my attention to Cayden. The attention turned into a glare but before I could get the chance to utter a word, Cayden did. “I’m sorry.” He said. Oh! So he wants to play that card with me. The ‘I’m remorseful’ card. But I’m not falling for that, ‘cause the Cayden I know doesn't feel remorse!

I allowed my pride and stubbornness to eclipse my affections. And it is this remorse that overshadows the moment, a bitter reminder of a time I wish I could erase, and yet also a time that shaped me into who I am now. A man who loves more fully, who understands more deeply, who regrets, yes, but who's learning to live with that regret. I'm lost in my reverie when the sudden approach of two women yanks me back to the present. They come bearing bright smiles, their eyes shining with a familiar recognition that sets me on edge. What the fuck now?

"You are! You said that I should abort it cause you won't be giving any support! So what are you doing here? Huh!? This is all your fault! You're nothing but a cruel and unrepentant individual! All you want to do is to hurt people! You're Remorseless!" "Don't say that..." He said and lowered his head. "Leave, please." "What do you want me to do? I'll do everything so that you can forgive me." "You will do everything?" "Yes." "Forgive everyone and don't bother me, EVER." "I-I..." He was hesitant from what he's about to say, so he brought up a different answer "Is that what you really want? Be honest with me, Carolina." "Yes," I said trying to stop myself from being emotional "Leave."

The pain Cyril had endured before death was unimaginable. "Who brought the prey for the final round?" Gabriella shouted in anguish. The remaining contestants in the distance who were still fighting over scattered limbs were all shot dead by her. The bodyguards looked at each other. Then, they produced a list of game participants. One of them said, "Ms. Rutherfurd, this was a contestant named Benjamin Reeves. He was eliminated from the previous game." Gabriella hesitated, grabbed the list, and scanned the photo. The man did look strikingly similar to Cyril.