Hopeless Novel Novels & Stories

Doubt gnawed at their souls, threatening to shatter the fragile sense of hope they had begun to rebuild. In the face of uncertainty, Emily and Liam clung to their love, seeking solace in the connection that had carried them through their darkest moments. The chapter ended with their resolve tested once more, their hearts heavy with the weight of the truth they had yet to uncover. Would this revelation tear them apart or provide the strength they needed to forge a new path forward?

His once-bright eyes were now dull and lifeless. No one would have guessed this man had once been a brilliant doctor with a promising future. “Sara, I know I did you wrong in the past, but now that you’re here to see me… Does this mean there’s still a chance for us?” He looked at me, hope flickering in his eyes. He was like a man who had wandered the desert for years and suddenly spotted a mirage of water. Unfortunately for him, I was about to disappoint him. “Xavier, how do you have the nerve to say something like that? I’m only here to see how far you’ve fallen, to revel in your miserable life.”

A month's worth of suffering and grievance surged within me. I stood up and said with red-rimmed eyes, "It's been over a month. I'm surprised you noticed I wasn't home. Why didn't you pick up the phone when I called you? You've ignored me for an entire month. Did you even care if I lived or died?" "Or maybe," I shouted, my voice shaking, "you were hoping I'd just disappear so you could be with your secretary! You've already flaunted him on social media. What's next? Are you going to announce I'm dead so you can be with another man?"

Hopelessness. Tears of disillusion blurred my sight. Why did I ever believe it would be different with him? Why did I dare hope? If someone like Philip, a male I knew, cared for, and trusted, could not stir even the slightest spark in me…what did that mean for me? Was this it? Was this permanent? Would I remain this broken, miserable shell of a female for the rest of my life? Alive only to feed the desires of men and to serve evil monsters like Jolan and Vido?

Beneath the cosmic force, beneath the endless sorrow, I found something unexpected. Hope. Not the absence of hope, but hope that had been disappointed so many times it had inverted, becoming its own opposite. Hope that had been broken and betrayed until it could only imagine failure. "You were Hope," I whispered in understanding. "Before you became Despair, you were Hope itself." The revelation seemed to stagger the entity. "No. That is impossible. I have always been Despair. Always." "Have you? Or did you just forget what hope feels like after witnessing too much failure?"

“But we’re still going to check it out.” The old man sighed, shaking his head. “Good luck to you, then. You’ll need it.” As we walked away from the camp, the sun dipping lower on the horizon, I felt a storm brewing inside me. Hope was a dangerous thing. It could lift you up, make you feel alive again. But it could also destroy you. As we headed toward New Haven, I didn’t know if we were about to find salvation… or our undoing.

I’ve never been the kind of guy who is lost for words before. Talking myself into trouble has been more of a problem in the past. I was still reeling from Howen’s insane suicide note when Hope flew into the room. Well, someone who looked like a Hope from a different fucking planet. How can two weeks apart leave her so broken, reduced? The ghost of Hope flew into that room. Even her scent is weaker. Where are the freesias that could knock me off my feet?

In the middle of nowhere, and where, the warm months barely reached 59ºF, and when the temperature dropped, if they were lucky, it would be -35ºF, Paul wouldn't have the slightest chance of escaping. In Daniel's mind, Paul would eventually accept the truth. Accept that he is the only one he loves, and together they will stay there, until the end of their lives. Now all that was left was to figure out how to get Paul into the car and leave. Those rich people wouldn't let go of him, especially Alex, who must pay well for Paul to have the courage to let him fuck him. Paul never had very high standards. For money he would fuck anything. This always made Daniel go crazy with jealousy.

Levi I finally got a lead on Hope’s father. I found an abandoned building in the area that Carlos and I had decided I should search. The place looked like it had been empty for years, and whoever had been here had just walked out and left everything behind. When I stepped into the building, I noticed that some windows were blown out and leaves and debris had collected on the floor. Even though there were very few smells in the place, it had the feel of desperation and pain. That might explain why there weren’t any scents of animals having taken over the place. I wouldn’t stay here, even if my only other option was to sleep outside in a horrific thunderstorm.

"You could have had everything. You could have been empress. You could have ruled the world. Instead you chose—this. Hiding. Running. Pretending to be normal. What a waste." "I chose family," Hope said quietly. "I chose love. I chose being human over being god. That is not waste. That is—everything." Dr. Zhao had no answer. She just turned and walked away. Defeated. Broken. Gone. We stood in silence. Watching them disappear. Waiting for another attack. Another trap. Another— Nothing came. Just silence. Just peace. Just—victory. "Is it really over?" Hope asked. "Is the Consortium really gone?"