Until The Tragic Male Lead Walks Again Novels & Stories

Since that accident, my family had never been like before, and it would never be back to normal. Mom and Dad blamed me for that accident. They wished I died there. They even disowned me. I couldn’t blame them, though. I wished I did die that night because until now, I was constantly blaming myself too. I was more like a walking dead without emotions, no soul, and no heart. I died that night as well. I heard footsteps and whispers coming from upstairs. Judging by those voices, that must be Keith and his wife. I rose from my seat and faced them as soon as they climbed downstairs. Keith was already in a white shirt and blue jeans while his wife was wearing a loose shirt and yoga pants.

" I need her Josh....I have to make this right." " Jared gonna be a one she-wolf guy" " Yeah from tonight onwards I am gonna try to live up to her expectations." " You know Luke and I will help you, Jared. I can see you are beating yourself over this." " Thanks, man." We then spent most of the night planning on ways to make my mate see that she is the most important female. Cause she is my female and I would prove to be a better male just for her.As the sun rose he looked forward to winning this battle that he caused. He would win her over. Feeling like nothing can go wrong with his plans for the day he headed back to the packhouse.

said Reina with her dizzy voice. I wiped my tears and drink at the bottle of water. I closed the window. I went inside the bathroom to take a quick shower. As the hot water drips down in my body, tears began to fall again in my eyes. I just can’t stop it. damn it! Why did he do that? I felt betrayed. but it sounds insane, because I still love him, and I trust him. No matter what his reason is, I will trust him.

Seraphine preserved through the novel— it's plotline consisting of a sadistic playboy who led the female lead for entire novel, breaking her heart and insulting her all throughout the novel— to see the female lead finally stand up to him. Knowing that they were main characters, she could settle for them together, but only after the male lead received some redemption. However, no, that didn't happen. Forget an apology, the male lead guilt tripped the female lead thousands of times and even had the audacity of acting possessive after all the trauma he caused to her. At this point, Yoori didn't understand why she held hope or was masochistic enough to continue through this. Unable to hold in he

"Don't cry." His low and gentle voice made Eliza cry even more fiercely. Beau had no choice but to wipe her tears with his finger. He wiped her tears again and again. Even he himself was surprised that he could have such a good temper. Finally, the movie was over. The amnesiac heroine recalled everything with the male lead and the whole family lived together happily. However, Eliza couldn't feel happy no matter how hard she tried. She knew that the heroine's memory had been restored.

Leon's bitter smile encompassed a myriad of emotions: sourness, desolation, and despair. Iris sat paralyzed on the ground, her face pale. She seemed to see Leon's inner fragility and sadness through his smile, revealing a vulnerability that contrasted with his earlier strength. Iris didn't try to escape, knowing it would be futile once Leon was gone. Seeing Leon's death, Iris felt a profound sadness. Despite the way he had treated her earlier, she couldn't help but feel sorrow when she saw him sacrifice his life to save her. Simultaneously, blood gushed from Leon's chest, staining the pendant hanging around his neck.

“Shut up. You don’t know me.” Ryan leaned back, smoke curling lazily from his lips. “No. But I know this. That boy you wanted so bad? That pup you thought you could love better?” His eyes burned into her. “He’s dead.” The silence hit like a hammer. Charmaine blinked, her painted mask slipping. Confusion, then shock flickered across her features, and for one beautiful, terrible moment, she looked small. Weak. Behind the glass, my knees buckled. Alek’s arm caught me before I could fall.

She could still hear Roman's conversation with the creepy man inside her head, wailing with a warning. Mia doesn't know whether to be disappointed or not. Fortunately, the creepy man is nowhere to be seen. Roman brings her to a shabby-looking resto-bar where he and his band play. It sounded like a joke when he first told her that but now, seeing him play the bass guitar with only music in his mind, he looks like just another normal twenty-two-year-old guy. Not someone owning a hidden gun and having whispered exchanges about a dead girl.

Elizabeth stands there, her hand still trembling from the recoil, her eyes fixed on Dante. As Dante falls to the floor, clutching his chest and the blood trailing from his wounds, his eyes slowly close, signifying the end of his tumultuous journey. Meanwhile, Dominic rushes to Elizabeth, embracing her warmly. Amidst tears and relief, Elizabeth repeatedly asks for his forgiveness, promising to reveal everything she has kept hidden. Dominic, understanding the gravity of the situation, agrees, his love for her unwavering. Tristan walks alongside Dominic and Elizabeth as they make their way inside the Bradford mansion, the weight of their shared experiences etched on their faces. Their smiles re

"I'm taking my brother home." The comments began popping up again. "Am I the only one who thinks Daniel's life has been tragic? Even if the three female leads love him, the damage they caused is real." "I agree. Their attempts to make up for it came way too late." "What more do you want? The female leads already love him a lot!" I watched Elena and the others coldly. Then I heard the system's voice. "Host detected as deceased. Do you wish to be transported back to your own world?"