روايات وقصص ضمن Ride Or Die: The President’s Regret

We could leave it there but I believed the we would need a lot of time in order to win her back, especially after everything I've done to her. We arrived at the airport in 37 minutes which seemed like an eternity for me. "We have arrived, Alpha" the driver said as he left the car. He walked over to my side first and opened the door. Aafter I stpped out, he went over to Coton's side and opened the door for him. "Alpha Nicholas, Beta Colton" he lowered his head in respect before walking to the driver's side of his car. We walked inside the airport. We didnät have to go through security sice we were flying in my private jet.

There’s something about that looks that burns deep in my soul. “Then, I’m afraid, Dima. The government will retaliate against you once they find out you’re unwilling to agree to their bargain. And you know what that means…?” The president’s PA pauses to huff a breath. “They’ll hunt you down for what happened at the club. They already hate the fact you caused chaos the moment you stepped into the States. It’s either you side with them or you leave U.S soil.”

He wanted to punch the corpse and knock it away from him and his mother, but he couldn’t do anything. The only thing that President Chang and her son could do was hold hands and pray not to be killed. Both Kevin and his mother had their eyes shut. President Chang tried to imagine that she and her son were somewhere else. She tried to imagine that she and Kevin were somewhere happier. It was difficult for the president to ignore her husband’s dried-up resurrected corpse snapping its teeth in her face. She tried to stay positive by believing that if she and her son died tonight, at least they would be reunited with her husband in heaven. President Chang didn’t want to die. She didn’t want her

He had appeared on the television a few times, head down, rushing from his office to his waiting car with angry ‘no comments’ on his lips. As the election drew closer, the current President was fighting his own battle. His silence on the issue only fuelled speculation that he had been involved in a lot of shady business with Kevin Rivera. His once sure re-election now looked near impossible. “Are you sure you can handle jumping into the lion’s den?” my dad asked me over lunch. “You and Kaiden will be closer to Kai’s father and the President over there.” Dad was in support of my move, and though he was grinning, I noted a bit of apprehension in his eyes. It was rarely ever there, which was wh

"It's about the President's death." Father and son exchanged a weary glance before focusing on the screen. Alex felt the first icy threads of nerves coil in his gut as the somber details started to come to light. It seemed their moment of triumph was just the beginning of something far more sinister...and potentially devastating. -------

“The thing is, Rodrigo, you made a decision. I’m sure it was difficult. Difficult decisions, however, always come with a price. I just hope the price you pay with isn’tregret.” Nirvaan’s words hit him in the centre of his chest. His friend was right. Rodrigo was already paying the price of the decision he’d taken, and it was regret, indeed. And regret was a bitch. It was a pain in the ass. It came and bit you where it hurt the most. Rodrigo drowned the whiskey he’d been cradling in his hands for far too long. “Let’s go,” he said. “Where are we going?” Nirvaan asked.

Gal was looking at me in a guilty way because she knew what she did, funny the length people could go because of wealth, if only eyes could kill, she would die two times from my glaring eyes and from Janet's one good eye. "I heard what you did down there at the underground, burning down my army, you bloody little assassins." The President scorned with a calm and collected manner, unscathed. He scoffed as he continued. "He who kills with a gun dies by it." He commented signalling the two Soldiers behind us as they cocked their guns and pointed it at our heads, it was grazing our skulls with its warm mouth. "Now, I have a question for you both, anyone who answers first will die last. Where is

Damian looked at the photograph again. At Chidinma’s grave. At the apology. At Adaeze. At the hidden man. Then he said something quietly that changed the air in the room: "Because Chidinma didn’t just discover corruption." A pause. "She discovered regret." Silence. That word felt wrong in this environment. Regret didn’t belong in systems like this. But somehow— it did. Amara stepped closer. "Regret from who?" Damian didn’t answer immediately. Then:

George POV "You couldn't even protect Max. What makes you so sure you can protect me?” Those hurtful words played over and over in my mind. I kept my mind busy with other activities in other to hide the guilt I felt. I should have done something rather than just standing there like a fool What?? I asked confused as I stood in front of the President "You heard me General.”he stated sternly.” A dead body would be given to you and your men by midnight.. you go retrieve the body quietly and bring it back" He said ashamed of his actions as he refused to make eye contact

Strong against all these trials. God let Cheryl live to be 20 years old, and God took her back. And now, the only regret remains. Sometimes, Ayden gets annoyed. Why should there be a word of regret in life if there is a warning beforehand not to feel remorse too deeply? "Return?" Delisha nodded. Opening the sheet is not bad, though you can't just forget about Cheryl. The two of them walked out without the need to look back. Isn't Cheryl in their heart? ________________ "Cher, you won't believe it. I'll be marry soon. Ahahaha." Rose laughed wryly, wiping her tears.