Worthless Regression Novels & Stories

“You think I don’t know. I’ve seen you in your worst. You come up with things as you go. You don’t plan ahead. I bet when you got your team in this exam, you thought what the fuck did I get then you made it work, beating them up. I saw you. After that, I bet you got rid of them one way or the other. Knowing you, you’ll take the easiest route. You’ll make others do your work while you chill behind…” “Alright! I got it. I go with the flow. So when will he finish this quickly?” “I bet he’s calculating the costs. It happens when he gets a lot of memories. How many regressions do you think he didn’t claim?” “3… 4… 10…” He kept shaking his head. “It’s been 25 regressions that he didn’t claim. What

Every time Yuvan regressed, his memories from the previous life were wiped clean. I was the only one who remembered any of it. Yuvan told me I was the World's Chosen One. If I died by violence, this world would collapse entirely. The small world had been triggering my regressions to protect me. Because of that, I was the only one allowed to keep my memories each time. James's repeated attempts to destroy me were his way of getting back at Yuvan and the Temporal Command. Every time he killed me, he was trying to bring this whole world down with me.

she said and turned to apologise to Gwen for using her as an example. "Normally, a werewolf with her type of injuries should have been up and running in two weeks, but it took her months to recover because both the drugs had compromised her regeneration ability. That is the NTX3 and DTX3.5 that was introduced to her system," She said. We understood clearly before she used Gwen as an example, but we let her, anyway. "That is a huge disadvantage because it would affect our efficiency during battle," Gwen pointed out, and we agreed.

I looked away first. A few minutes later, the next presentation began. This one concerned the Westbrook acquisition that Sophia had sleepless nights working on. I listened quietly. The numbers were stronger than the previous proposal, but there was a problem with the proposed financing structure. Not an obvious one. The kind of thing most people wouldn't notice until six months later, when the consequences became expensive. I glanced at the executive presenting it. He was confident, too confident. I looked at the investor sitting closest to the stage and I saw that he was frowning,so i understood. The investor had noticed the same weakness, If he asked the right question, the room would turn

"Really, Astra? Why are you even thinking that way? We are here, okay? Don't think no one loves you because we do!" I snorted, feeling ashamed. I just could not think clearly that time, okay? I was not even with myself because I was too hurt with the truth that my family hates me. I was blamed with everything and I have no worth without a fucking money. I was really fucked up and I have nothing to do with that anymore. Because I could not change their mindsets. If they want me fade, then I will — but only from their sight. I will be upset for sure if I would fade from these two persons who appreciates me. Be strong, Astra. Could you?

She stops and turns to me, “Try it for a month, no contract. If you can’t stand me then you can leave.” Wyatt ponders for a moment, “No thank you. I’m gonna head out. It was wonderful to meet you. Truly.” She steps towards the car. “Can you really afford to turn down this offer? I know your house is in foreclosure.” I really don’t want to play this card. But it’s my last ditch effort. “You’re a despicable, chauvinistic, masochist, stalker.” Wyatt is pissed off now, but she’s still not getting in the car. I think I’ve got her where it hurts.

I felt my stomach drop. "What about a smaller amount?" I tried. "Maybe $100 million to start, and then..." "Mr. Wellington," he said, more firmly this time. "I'm sorry, but the answer is no. The bank cannot approve any loan for you at this time. Your credit rating has dropped significantly, and with your father facing criminal charges for embezzlement, you're simply too high a risk." Too high a risk. The Wellington name, once synonymous with power and success, was now synonymous with risk and failure.

DAHLIA Poor Judah, she thought to herself as she bathed in the natural pool, watching as the Gamma wolf gathered wood for the fire; he had a stupid grin plastered to his face and was walking a little funny; after the seventh time they'd fucked his left nut had disappeared completely, riding so far up into his body, she wondered if it was lodged in his throat, his voice was certainly deeper.

" I grinned wider, realization suddenly dawning on me. This was why Leticia's ex-husband had gone bankrupt after marrying her. And to think that he used to be old money, born with a silver spoon into a very wealthy family, too! Leticia was a blood-sucking gold-digger, through and through. My ex-colleagues wouldn't stop complaining about her. "Mr. Lockhart is now using the company funds to pay for everything. The company had already been facing financial issues for a long while. And now, it's in even more peril. "It's only a matter of time before everything blows up and turns into ash. There are so many employees at the company, too. We really don't know what to do anymore."

I say firmly and they all gasp while Micah growls at me. "And why is that?" Alpha asks, obviously trying to rein in his temper. I sit up a little straighter and take a deep breath. "He's rude, selfish, self centered, egotistical and short sighted. He's power hungry and stubborn. He will make this pack implode." I state. No one speaks for a long while. Surprisingly it's Micah who opens house mouth first. "I, Micah Grey, accept-"