Without Remorse Novels & Stories

"You knew that it was not true.. that all those discouraging thoughts were only caused by your worst condition.." "But those evils surrounding me were stronger than my sane mind.." Dave, still avoiding meeting eyes with the old woman, rose up from sitting and stood by the glass wall fence at the balcony. "I fell totally deep in the pit of misery. And because I was trapped in that torment, I became even worse.." Tears visibly formed in his eyes. "I wished that Jeremy would also suffer terribly and miserably, like me.. With that desire, I intentionally hurt and caused him so much pain, no longer thinking about the decisions he had made out of selflessness. While he was hurting because of me, I

He looked distraught but was that enough? He raked a careless hand through his hair, his gaze wavering. He was so fucking unsettled. I could see it all over him, and I felt bad for him, but I couldn't allow myself to let it be. I could not feel remorse for him after everything he did. There was no place for any softness in my heart. “It was… an accident,” he repeated, his voice shrunk into a whisper, and he bit his lip so hard I imagined it bled.

An innocent life, the cause of her sinfulness. “Don't be sorry. And don't give me that fucking look,” she spat near her feet, her voice laced with venom that I could die if I was touched by it. I heaved a deep sigh, realizing the futility of sentimentality in this battle. Emotions are no use here. There was no room for mercy or remorse. Not when so much was at stake. Our lives, our future, our ego.

Without having anymore regrets. This underworld business was tiring and hectic. It turns you emotionless. It makes you commit sins without you even realizing it. And he was saying all of this from his experience. He did many sins in his life he wished he could erase; he had regrets which he desperately wanted to wash off from his past. But they follow him like his shadow.

This time, it was two lives that were taken because of me! "You should not feel any remorse,” He said as if he'd already read what was going on in my mind, "They deserved it. Some revenge is like burdens, if you don't seek them, they are stuck with you forever and you can never find a way out of that pitfall." He began slowly pulling away.

As if all the warmth of the sun had been ripped away, the room plunged into the arctic. At least it felt that way. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms as I fought not to grab onto Massi's shirt. If someone needed to kill Rafe, I would do it. Spare this man-this family-the horror of killing one of their own. I could hold that weight. Put it where I put all the other deaths. Deep inside where it didn't bother me. Remorse wasn't something I felt, at least not in terms of killing. It was simply an action. Like buying some coffee or helping an elderly person across the street.

I asked, almost in a whisper, but enough for him to hear. The sadness faded from his face. His eyes are now talking to me. I can clearly see… sadness, fear, and remorse? I don’t know if that’s what I’m reading. I averted my eyes from him and focused on the emptiness. I shouldn’t affect what he shows now. ‘You’re confusing me, Liam!’ “I still love y-you, Ava. No matter what I do, you’re still really—” his voice broke, so I cut off whatever she was going to say.

"Are you trying to say that you've...?" "Yes, I killed him a few hours ago. His death should be all over the news by now," he answered, devoid of any remorse, his tone chillingly matter-of-fact. The realization hit me like a sudden jolt, leaving me momentarily stunned. It was hard to fathom how swiftly this man took the life of another human being. I knew the weight of taking a life, having experienced it myself when I ended the life of my ex-best friend. The guilt had haunted me for a long time. But Dante, before me, seemed capable of killing without a trace of remorse, his conscience undisturbed even as he sought solace in my embrace.

"You both repeatedly hurt me. Trust is irreparably broken. So it's too late to do anything about it. Now please just leave me alone. As you can see, I was strolling." Lena's eyes widened in abject surprise. She never expected this to be my reaction. I'm sure she expected some outright shitty groveling as usual. They all think I'm that emotional bitch that I was three years ago. They don't know three years of determination and pain can harden your heart. Lena's voice trembled. "We understand. But please, know our remorse is genuine. I'd do anything to right my wrongs. Anything. " I shook my head. "Remorse doesn't erase the past. Your actions have consequences. This conversation ends here. Goo

Jacob lay on the cold ground, watching as Xavier and I fought side by side. He felt his life slipping away. His mind wandered back to the time we had spent together. He couldn't help but regret. If only, back in the poisonous fog forest, he had resisted temptation. Although, when facing Chloe later on, Jacob had made many excuses for himself, he knew deep down that at that moment, he was fully aware—he was not deceived or confused. He had simply let himself indulge in the novelty, forgetting the promises he had once made.