The Triplet Final Regret Novels & Stories

“It is vindication in a truly terrible way to have my vision become reality, but I would give anything now to be wrong. In a way I spent the last two centuries wishing this apocalypse upon us, and now it is my penance for my arrogance to try to heal these people, to try to give them back their lives.” “We thought,” Greg leaned his head against Sigrid’s. “That without a mate, all we had to offer was our services as soldiers, and perhaps that was the purpose behind our Triquetra, behind all the unmated Triquetras, to give those with mates the best chance of survival. But, perhaps we were always meant to prepare and help you in this.” “We’re not going back to August,” Tom agreed. “He was right

Her instincts were stronger than mine and being away from our mates was way more difficult for her. I held my head and sighed in frustration. ‘What do you expect me to do then, Corel? You tell me. Which of the triplets should I choose? Which two of the three do you want to see dead?’ ‘Stop it, Melinda!’ Corel whimpered. ‘Please… I can’t even think about it.’

Clyde finally said something after he had a proper rest. "That must be reason I always have dreams that fuel it all up. Hatred moulded in my like a dirty piled together," she said with shock. 'Hmm,' Rafa sighed heavily, "I guess it will all be over now Kiara," she expressed. The triplets had totally forgotten that the night they are in will end the month and it almost 12:00. Tears flowed down her cheek exhaustively seeing what she had cost them, "I am sorry for everything," she pleaded earnestly with her head buried to the ground.

" Noel turned pale, and he no longer dared to say a word. Sophie's last hope was crushed when Noel did nothing. She struggled out of the police's grip with all her might to lunge at Noel and give him a hard slap. Her voice was filled with despair. "Noel Chilton! I didn't expect you to be a weak, useless, and hard-hearted man! I was wrong about you. No wonder Stella Judd doesn't like you. You deserve to be dumped by her and used by me. Hahaha!

My tone was steady, as though I were merely stating a fact. Silas’s face drained of all color. He knew, deep down, that it was his own doing—the trust he shattered with his own hands. He clutched my arm like a drowning man grasping for a lifeline. “We still have time. We have so much time ahead of us. Please…” I shook my head. “Silas, the marks of hurt never fade. When you refused to save Yael, when you accused and berated him without listening, it was already over. You made sure there wasn’t enough time for us.”

"I'm not abandoning you. I'm just making a choice that's right for me. And I hope you can respect that." The triplets nodded, their faces filled with understanding. "We respect your decision, Alexa. But we have to do what's right for us." Sharon's eyes filled with sadness. "I'm going to miss you guys so much." Aria's eyes filled with determination. "We'll be back. And when we are, we'll be free from the curse and we'll be able to live our lives without fear." The quadruplets nodded, their faces filled with a mix of emotions. They knew it was the end of an era, but they also knew that it was a new beginning.

*Sage POV* I’ve finally heard from Draven, and my suspicions were correct. Regent is dead, and I don’t know how to feel about it. There was no bond between us, not like most twins have. Not even a little bit. All my life all I have known is torment where the Darlings were concerned. Ever since I have found out who they were to me, I have had so many mixed emotions. However, at the end of it all, I feel nothing but relief.

“You regret me, admit it.” I stare down at him. “Every day.” The wind howls through the broken roof, scattering dust across the floor. The smell of salt and rust fills the air, thick and cold. Ariana steps closer, her voice trembling but fierce. “He regrets every choice that brought us here. But you, you don’t regret anything, do you, Adrian?” He laughs quietly, shaking his head. “Regret is for people who lose.” “Then you must be drowning in it,” she says sharply.

"Concern isn't a contract and it doesn't mean you are going back to him. I can tell it might feel like you're sabotaging all the progress you've made these past few months but you should know that you're not betraying anyone." "I'm not?" I still wasn't convinced and I pressed my lips together. "It feels wrong." "Well it's not," Rina's voice turned lighter. "You're done with the marriage, that doesn't take away your humanity and you, Sara, are one of the kindest people I know." I released my lips, "I just don't want to end up caring more than I should." "You won't, trust me." I didn't know why Rina was so sure about that but I believed her so after ending the call with her, I called Mrs Rodri

Then I softly added: "Hey, when you get to the other side, make sure to rest well, okay? You never were good at taking breaks." A ghost of our old familial teasing, offered like an olive branch in these final moments. I saw tears suddenly slide down from the corners of his eyes, tracking silently across his temples and into his gray-streaked hair. The smallest smile tugged at the corner of his mouth beneath the oxygen mask. As if he had thousands of words to say, an entire lifetime of explanations and regrets and love to express, in the end, he only repeated those two words countless times, each repetition growing weaker.