Without Remorse Novels & Stories

Fidelis smiles at the baby blowing him a kiss, and drops the baby in my arms and turns to a grieving father and husband. “Hit me! I deserve your wrath. What I’ve done in the past was unforgivable. I'm deeply sorry for my actions but remorse isn’t enough to make the hurt go away.” “If you’re remorsed then don’t cross paths with me or my son ever again, not now and not in the future.” “You would have to be convincing to do that.” “What?..”

That's why people say, “Cherish and appreciate those who love and care for you before it's too late. Once they are gone, regret is all that remains. I wish I realized my feelings for her before it was too late. Then, she would be alive with me today. I wanted to kill myself for making her go through all those hardships. But death was an easy punishment for me for what I had done to her. I will spend the rest of my life with the weight of regret in my heart. And it's my punishment. Angelica, please forgive me if you can. I wish to get you as my mate in my next life so that I can repent my mistake. I will love and cherish you with all my heart and all my life.

After getting home from the office I set my keys on the table and poured myself a scotch. I didn’t know how to go about getting Lilly to go on a date with me so I just said the first thing that came to my head. I can’t believe I actually made a bet that I could go a month without yelling or being rude, I’m really going to have to keep control of myself. I’ve always had a temper problem when things aren’t going as planned, I guess now is the time to learn how to control it.

She needed to breathe deep again to resume the video. “At those moments, we don’t control what we unleash,” Jim said. “We don’t stop to think what the fuck we’re doing. ‘Cause we can’t. There’s so much here inside that it burns our guts up and we feel like choking. D’you know what I mean?” People shouted again on top of their lungs, shaking the stadium to its foundations. Jim nodded. “Yeah, bet you know.” He kept walking slowly as he went on. “We can’t keep all that inside anymore, we need to let it out. And we do. We don’t care if it’s right or wrong. We gotta do it to breathe again!”

And love was not a reward for remorse. --- The distance between them was no longer filled with resentment. It was filled with reality. And reality asked harder questions than heartbreak ever did. ---

What’s the use of remorse that you cannot express? Remorse that eats you up inside like baggage of pain and anxiety. Fear that sinks into your skin like a lotion. Some people come into our lives to show us everything we do not need a person — Then others come into our lives to show us everything we cannot have in a person. Daniel was the latter. Wasn't he?

"You are! You said that I should abort it cause you won't be giving any support! So what are you doing here? Huh!? This is all your fault! You're nothing but a cruel and unrepentant individual! All you want to do is to hurt people! You're Remorseless!" "Don't say that..." He said and lowered his head. "Leave, please." "What do you want me to do? I'll do everything so that you can forgive me." "You will do everything?" "Yes." "Forgive everyone and don't bother me, EVER." "I-I..." He was hesitant from what he's about to say, so he brought up a different answer "Is that what you really want? Be honest with me, Carolina." "Yes," I said trying to stop myself from being emotional "Leave."

She nodded "I know I'm the most horrible person in this world, but I'm so sorry I was not able to recognise you when I saw you. I should have apologize for everything I did. From our prom night to our marriage, for judging you for your imperfections when mine was piled up like a mountain. I love you Pearl, I can't live without you. I don't know how I survived those days without you. But at this point, just do whatever you want to. You're free to divorce me. I deserve it, I deserve everything you want to do. Just please, find a place in your heart to forgive me" ////////////////////////////////// Fly! not because you want to, but because you have to.—Penangel.

“And mine haunt me often.” Her expression softened more. She was a kind woman, regardless of what some of her staff thought. He felt his next words would’ve pained him if he cared much for her. “But I feel no remorse,” he continued, “and I am yet to seek forgiveness, either. And I fear if they present themselves to me again, I will transgress, again.” He took a step away from her, hoping it displayed the level of respect he bore in it. “So I will despair a while longer, Mother, and one day I will find remorse. And with it, his forgiveness.” He shook his head gently. “But that day, is not today.”

He couldn't hold his wrath any longer in this volatile situation. Micheal's voice was trembling with intense emotion. "No, I will never forget the misery they inflicted on me," he said, his eyes flaming with unresolved rage. "I'll never forget how they wrecked my family, the countless nights I spent in agony, the never-ending pain that engulfs me even now. I'll never forget the remorse I feel for not defending my family from those awful beasts. No, none of that is going away. I won't be able to rest until I exact my vengeance."