Books Without Happy Endings Novels & Stories

The study was dark, so I opened the blinds and took in the room. It was very... August. Brown. Black. More black. Not a single color brave enough to survive in here. There was a minibar. I wasn't surprised to find it stocked mostly with expensive whiskey. The bookshelf took up almost an entire wall. Business books. Finance books. Leadership books. Books about making money. Books about keeping money. Books about probably becoming even more unbearable than he already was. Not one novel. Not even a guilty pleasure romance. What a sad life.

" Blank?" Ban: I read that book I picked up in the library and all it had was the history of what happened 400 years ago and it didn't even have a proper ending. What is going on with this book? What was Lucifer thinking when he wrote this book and that too there are 6 more. Hmmm. This is mysterious. I will ask Lord Anex to show me the content of his book. And also the other lords if possible. I leave my room to meet up with Lord Anex but I bump into Reiya instead.

Inside, most of the books stayed dry. Cyrus had never been much of a reader in the old world. In the age of smartphones, patience came cheap. Reading demanded effort and time, time better spent scrolling through short skirted influencers. Now the internet was basically dead. He rarely even touched his phone anymore. Thus, he figured he might as well borrow a book or two to pass the time. Maybe it would help keep whatever remained of his sanity warm in this frozen apocalypse. He stayed in the library for half a day. In the end, he picked up a coming-of-age novel and slipped the thick volume into his coat pocket.

"I doubt you sucked." She finished a bite of the mushroom-covered steak I'd ordered. "All my stories ended in tragedy. Everyone died, including my main characters. Happy endings didn't work for me and unfortunately that's what sells for the most part with fiction." Fiction. I wondered if her writing was more autobiographical and that's why there were no happy endings. After analyzing my months with Machala I knew she wasn't happy. She went through life because she had to-not because she enjoyed it. Yeah maybe she found happiness here and there, but overall it wasn't within her reach.

There could be a slip up, I might just mistakenly say something I'd rather not say. One more reason why it was a kind of safe space with Kunle and Sophia. We talk about everything and yet, nothing. "Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things."

Most of Nina's books in Maria's collection were general fiction, full of suspense, desire, longing, crimes, and thrilling scenes. There was no happily ever after, I just realized that after Nina made that statement that she no longer believes in happily ever after. But that was the reality of the world we live in. Not every one of my stories will end up on happy notes, some will end up on bad and sad notes. Most of Nina's book ends up on sad notes and sometimes they are neutral. I could remember one of her books which I exchanged with Maria. It was a romantic fiction of a younger man who was in love and lusted after a woman 8 years older than him. Their relationship wasn't defined and he was

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

"What do you have in mind?" "How about you take me out to see the wonders of Italy and then we'll stop over to buy some mags?" I shrugged. Truth was, I didn’t give two fucks about the magazines. I could look for shades and designs on the internet just fine, but I needed to go out anyway. I was going to die in boredom in this place. The ambiance here isn’t really the NEtflix-and-Chill kind of cozy. It was not home. "Like a date?" he smirked, amusement filled his eyes as he took in the new energy of mine. I personally didn’t even know where the shit came from. All I know is that I woke up today without the need and desire to murder someone.

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.

Some sobbed, releasing the most gut-wrenching cries as they flew around me in a tornado of pages and human leather. As the dozens of books circled me, their cries and screams and laughter filling the frigid air, I skimmed every page I could manage, searching desperately for anything to do with portals to other realms. An hour ticked by, followed by a second, and I found nothing. Disappointment churned in veins as I set each book back on their shelf. The silence was so deafening I wanted to claw at my ears. There was one book I hadn’t checked. One that resisted my magic.