Novel & Cerita Without Remorse

“Give it up. You know what I am. A bad person. Nothing you say will change that—or make me feel anything.” Silence fell after that. Not the peaceful kind. The heavy, watching kind. He didn’t rush to answer. He just stared, like he was peeling back my skin, layer by rotten layer. “You don’t feel remorseful, do you?” he asked eventually. I didn’t respond immediately. For once, even my thoughts hesitated. Remorseful…? For the people I killed? The ones I hurt? The ones who begged? I turned my head slowly toward him. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “Being evil… being a beast, like you all call me—that’s all I’ve ever known.”

Three years after we broke up, I finally crossed paths with my ex-boyfriend, Leo Davis. It was during a high-stakes police raid. He was the star lead detective. I was the fugitive wanted for four murders across eight states. When our eyes met, Leo froze. “Clara… what are you doing here?” I turned to run, but a bullet caught me in the leg. In the interrogation room, Leo slammed his hands on the table with his eyes bloodshot. “Four innocent people, Clara! How could you do this?! “Tell me it’s a mistake,” he begged, his voice breaking. “Just say the word. Please!” I looked at his broken expression and smiled. “You’re right. It is a mistake. It’s not four bodies, Leo. It’s five.” I le

"Yes he did Mom. He had premarital sex and he commited adultery. So do you still think he's better than Tristian? Huh? Should I still go back to that asshole?" "Watch your language!" Dad snapped. "Tristian, I think you should leave." Mom stated rubbing her temples. "If he leaves I do too." I stood in front of him protectively. "Haven you don't have to-" "No, I love you Tristian. Remember we'd fight the whole world for each other? If that includes my family then so be it." "You're being foolish, Haven." Grace said. "You can still repent and save yourself, but you have to let him go. He's making you do things you shouldn't be."

“Excuse me? We have an agreed contract and if you don't fulfill that payment we will have to press charges." "I know." “You want revenge from me so why can’t you keep my hardworking employees and Dahlia out of this. They deserve the reward for their work.” “I know.” Urghhh!! "I am being serious here." "I know." Oh god did he forget other words exist in the dictionary. "You know there are other words in the oxford dictionary you can use instead of 'I know'." "I know." I slammed my foot on the marbled floor irritated. "Mr. Blackwood you are a busy man and I am also very busy so if you could pay the full amount or at least give reasons for this stupidity I could get going."

“My family wouldn’t have lost everything if it weren’t for him, nor would my father have died from the stress from it all, nor would I have ever experienced everything that happened to me next. I don’t ever want to see him again. However, all things considered, the only humane thing he ever did was allow me to find someone who gave me hope in the darkness. Before my father’s death, we were in urgent need of money for his surgery. I was in a terrible state when I suddenly received a donation. The man who saved me from my despair was Jackson West. Now that I think of it, I believe that our fate was set in stone from that day. It’s just unfortunate that Jackson and I couldn’t end up together.”

I said shaking my head. " It's ok, time heals everything, you will get over it soon," he said holding my hand. I pulled it out of his. " No!! I will never get over it, I don't want to get over it. It will remain with me till the end of my life so that I remember what mistakes I have done. " I said and all of a sudden I started feeling very cold as if I was gripped in ice. It started deep within me in my body somehow I begin to tremble.

"Rotten soul or not, it doesn't change a thing. What's done is done. I feel for no one." Gia's attempt to evoke a sense of remorse or empathy from Ejay had failed miserably. She shook her head in disbelief, realizing the extent of Ejay's detachment from any semblance of familial bonds or moral responsibility. "You deserve more than what you got, Ejay. Your lack of remorse is astonishing."

“Go ahead and spill what’s on your mind. But remember, no matter how badly you might think of me, I didn’t betray my best friend, push her toward death, and marry her husband like you did. You can justify your actions however you like, Britney, but it doesn’t change the fact that you committed an unforgivable crime. Looking at you now, I see not an ounce of remorse, and frankly, it disgusts me.” Her lips pressed together in a stubborn line, and she looked away, avoiding my gaze. “You’re lucky someone had the pity to let you walk again,” I continued, my voice dripping with contempt. “If it were up to me, you’d spend the rest of your life as a vegetable. Now that would be a punishment fitting

The weight of his remorse becomes an inescapable prison, trapping him in a cycle of regret and self-condemnation. As the seconds tick by, he finds himself caught in a suffocating embrace of guilt and anguish. The path to redemption seems distant and uncertain that is obscuring by the heavy fog of remorse that engulfs him. Each breath he takes feels like a struggle, a reminder of the pain he has inflicted upon the innocent soul. In the depths of his regret, he yearns for forgiveness—for himself and for her. The burden he carries is immense, threatening to crush him under its weight. But perhaps, in facing the depth of his remorse and taking responsibility for his actions, he can find a way to

it would be her downfall. A bittersweet pang pricked my conscience at the memory of Ella's open heart. Once I had admired that boundless compassion, striving to nurture it in myself. But the cold years had scoured away that softness long ago. Now only my goal remained - to take back what she had robbed me of, no matter the cost. Come tomorrow, remorse would hold no sway over me. I would strike without hesitation, guided only by a single-minded purpose. Destiny awaited, so near I could taste it - rich as honeyed wine upon my tongue.