Shameless Audacity Novels & Stories

Crying. A stranger’s voice narrated over the footage, smug and cruel: “This is Luca De Rossi’s secret. The girl he’s hiding. The surrogate turned mistress.” Her pulse roared. Beneath it, the caption screamed: “How much is too much for a womb?” The view count jumped from hundreds of thousands to over a million in seconds. Her vision blurred. Her fingers went numb. The fountain’s soft rush filled the silence. And for the first time that morning, the air wasn’t too quiet at all.

Struggling wildly, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Melanie, don't get cocky! You're nothing but a monster who toys with people using money—you're a liar! "You think having money makes you so great? That it gives you the right to humiliate me? Just wait—when I become a professor at Ashford, when I've made something of myself! A woman like you, reeking of money—you won't even be worthy of carrying my shoes!" His hysterical cries sounded almost laughable against the pounding music—like the final, desperate howl of a beaten dog being driven from its territory. In the end, his voice—and his presence—vanished beyond VIVA's glittering doors.

Harris raised his free hand and pushed her hair away from her face so he could see her clearly. “Are you ashamed of being seen with me?” he asked quietly. That was what he had noticed. He felt that she didn’t even want to consider his feelings. That she was ashamed of him. Ashamed to be seen with a younger man. Back in senior high school, Harris had once been ashamed too. Ashamed to admit that he liked her. His friends had mocked him for liking an older woman. But now— He didn’t care anymore. And he didn’t want her to care either.

"Choose the 'Result' over the 'Process.' Choose the 'Peace' over the 'Pain.' If you do not, the High Council will Hard-Format the North to remove the 'Too Much' energy once and for all" I felt the "Audit" hit my chest. It wasn't a physical blast; it was a Psychic Clarity. The "Loom" was playing back every mistake I had ever made—the times I had been too angry, the times I had been too weak, the times I had let Eryx’s hunger almost destroy us. But it was turning those memories into Evidence for my own Obsolescence. Every scar was being used as a "Proof of Inefficiency" to prove that I was just a Low-Resolution Version of her.

"I won't." He only responded with a furious, heartbreaking sound of pure despair, before turning his back on her and slamming his fist into the expensive mahogany desk, leaving a terrifying dent in its surface. He retreated into his shell, a broken man once again. The consequences of Liam’s confession had just violently ruptured their fragile world.

Meanwhile, the nonchalant Adam said, “Son, your mom’s body is mine. She should breastfeed me first.” A ghostly silence surrounded inside the car, like a calm before a destructive tornado comes. Realizing his mistake, Adam’s eyes widened. He saw Maxine and Brett’s stunned reaction using his peripheral vision, and Adam felt like he was being swallowed with a big monster named: ‘Huge Shame.’ He did not expect that he will respond to Brett’s joke and that lewd words slipped from his mouth. Reeled at this, Adam stepped on the brake and a car bumped them from behind.

For the least, Audrey wanted to prove that she could live a life… a better life without him even if it was a total lie in her personal perspective. A satisfied smile appeared on her face when she watched herself in the mirror. Audrey was wearing a high-waist fitted jean paired with a white long-sleeve shirt. She tucked in the hem of her shirt only in front, so she wouldn’t look big though she was obviously not when looking at her at any angle. Having been humiliated before because of her huge and thick frame, she never wanted to experience such horrendous body shaming.

“So, um, I wanted to tell you something.” “Go on,” Audrey encouraged, her expression shifting to one of genuine curiosity. “Well, last night, Nora left the room,” Anna began, feeling the weight of her words. “When she came back, I questioned her, and she started acting suspicious. I asked her where she had gone, and she began stammering. Then she was sweating uncontrollably. Her excuse? She has a disorder called Dysautonomia.” Audrey raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “She’s pretty good at lying, I must say,” she said, a hint of admiration in her voice. “But she’ll be exposed soon.”

' Audrey got her message from Gloria's unyielding gaze. Audrey was frightened by Gloria's glare and took a step back. Then she felt ashamed of herself and said with a straight face, "Who the heck do you think you are? Gloria, I'm not that shameless like you. I've told you already. If you please me and my friends, I will give you what you want." Audrey had shamelessly gone back on her word, and now she looked so righteous. However, Gloria didn't mock her. A trace of mockery flashed through Gloria's eyes.

Till It Hurts - Yellow Claw 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Shame? I am extremely embarrassed, because I was shocked that my mother could say that. I think I want to wrap my face with the condom earlier. Embarrassing!