Shame Application Novels & Stories

Just bare before my greatest opposition. I felt shame. I felt humiliation. But most of all, I felt like I’d just invited unwanted bugs to myself. The lewd smile on his face, the way his tongue snuck out like a snake about to devour a fresh prey, the way he guffawed while taking in the whole of my body, it all made me itch. I wanted to disappear. Wanted to wish for the ground to open up and swallow so that I could cover my shame, but this had to be done to cover the greater shame, and to save our lives. Mine and Theo’s.

My heart beats chamade, shared between the shame of what I have done and the terror of the future. In my head, only one prayer: that he never see my flaws, that he never learns what I just dirty. Because deep down, I prefer to be plagued from the inside to risk losing it for good.

she rubbed her hands together like a evil genius which scared the hell out of me. "What if this don't work" "Oh...trust me it will work...with you beautiful face and skin,no man will be able to resist you" "I think I should just find another work it won't be that hard and to avoid any complication. I won't endanger my heart. This isn't a story Angela this is real life. Tomorrow morning am going to tell that jerk that I quit even though it hurt." "Just think about it Sammy... You give that jerk a taste of his own medicine and in return you get a rich handsome billionaire in return."

Lauren's pov I stood there like a fool, the moment her question popped up I had no idea what to say, my heart dropped into my stomach and now all I felt was shame. I had just embarrassed my own friend in front of everyone, and now all eyes were on me. The shame felt like a new dress– tight and heavy with a bridal shawl. I turned to Vivian , as I tried to apologise. “Vivian…I'm sorry, I didn't mean–”

“Please…please forgive me.” “Shane, what happened?” She finally asked again after minutes of just listening to his pleas. Shane didn’t know how to phrase his words, he was ashamed of himself and of his mother, he was ashamed that she has to be his mother; he was ashamed for not being able to protect the one woman he claimed to love more than his very life. He was ashamed for all his previous thoughts, he was ashamed for all the things he said to her, in all, he felt so ashamed even showing his face to her after what he just learnt of.

Unless— No. No, I’m not going there. I can’t. Because if I do, I’ll lose it. And if I lose it, I can’t survive in this goddamn house. I pull off my apron with shaking hands and toss it over the chair. My stomach twists again, this time with something worse than guilt. Shame. Not the kind you get from doing something bad—but the kind you get when people look at you like you’re less. As though you’re not worth defending. Like you’re nothing but a walking disaster wrapped in silk and scars.

"Now you harass Young Master Reyn!" "Have you no shame?" The villagers started gathering again, I couldn't bother much about her when — [DING] Mission failed. Calculating Penalty... 5% 15% 40% Penalty Selection... Serena: "...Why is it buffering?" "System?" "SYSTEM?"

Palmer’s POV There is a peculiar shame that settles over you when the person you once trusted becomes the architect of your fear. It’s quieter than anger and heavier than grief — a slow sediment that layers itself under your ribs until you forget what it feels like to breathe without pressure. I found myself living inside that shame.

The word felt inadequate for the revulsion churning in my gut, but I had no better way to describe the shame coating my skin like oil. The betrayal stung, sharp and insistent, but the shame was worse.. a deep, corrosive thing that ate at my sense of self. I had prided myself on my intuition, on my ability to read people, to navigate the shark-infested waters of the business world with my instincts intact.

Regret that I had made a very stupid mistake by taking someone's credit card, which landed me in this situation… Regret that I had aided in Jack's death and made his family helpless. And shame, shame that Massimo had reduced me to his play thing, not caring if I were human at all.