Shameless Ending Was Terrible Novels & Stories

Shameless: (of a person or their conduct) characterized by or showing a lack of shame; barefaced or brazen Sophia’s POV I shamelessly walked backwards and made my way out of the room. I still can’t believe I just watched my boss get off an unfamiliar, strange woman who everyone kept on mistaking as me. Sitting down on the couch downstairs, it was as if a cold water was poured on my head and I felt so ashamed right now. I mentally cursed out at my subconscious self for not advising me or restricting me from walking into that room.

" I finished, feeling proud of myself for how maturely I handled it. The look on Mrs Ryan's face was priceless. I smiled again as I felt Dean's hand intertwine with mine. "I'll miss you guys." Was the last thing I said before Dean and I walked out of the living room. ________

She had to stick with someone soo selfish. Me: I'm not selfish....you annoying.... 😠 Ayesha: guys! Stop it already! Can you 2 please for once talk without arguing? 😣 Me and Armaan: no. He/she started it! Ayesha: (facepalms and sighs) 🤦😩 it's ok. The story is over. Everyone loved it... it's ok if there's no Epilogue. People can understand....so can I. (Sulking) 😓

in a soft, intimate voice, while the son she had carried for nine months would curl up in Summer's arms and sweetly call her "Ms. Dabney" Even yesterday, they hadn't gone to Francovar for a meeting but to Cendraland to ski with Summer. The words spoken at the wedding had finally come true. The moment Tabitha learned the truth, she made her decision. She would leave this world and the family who had deceived her. She stared at the cake in front of her as it slowly melted and whispered, "They're no longer my family. I'm leaving them." As the words fell, two voices spoke simultaneously. "Who's leaving?"

“Darling, you’re so beautiful today.” “Hmph!” Thea snorted and leaned her body away to keep a certain distance from James. After the event, James behaved well. He achieved his purpose for watching the movie. Soon, the movie came to an end. The two walked out of the theater together. “Sigh. The ending wasn’t perfect. The male protagonist had sacrificed so much for the female protagonist. In the end, she still committed infidelity. She’s disgusting, and the male protagonist is a fool.”

If he didn’t find the right ending Melissa would never be free of it, would never get what she wanted. She was counting on Jimmy to provide the final cut and free her. Could she have chosen a worse person? The Tailor had advised him to find whatever it was that stopped him from ending things. Jimmy hated endings, they brought only pain and loss. Jennie’s death was the perfect example. That had been a sudden and irrevocable ending, with no doubts or hope of continuation. There was nothing ambiguous about it. One moment Jennie was in his life, the next she was gone, along with any chance of a future together.

But looking at him now, it was clear who had really been rendered useless. A man's biggest weakness is thinking too little of a woman. "You can keep him," she said. … That night, Kelly left. She never showed up again. According to Zarrick's family traditions, the funeral lasted three days. Three days of relentless condemnation from his relatives, their voices sharp and unyielding, wearing him down piece by piece. But the cruelest part wasn't their words. It was the slow realization sinking into his bones, the truth he could no longer deny: everything that happened was his own doing.

Friendly overtures, attempts to prove she was not a crazy sex fiend. She had nothing to be ashamed of, she told herself. Just because her relationship did not look like most everyone else’s did not make it bad. Compared to some so-called normal relationships, hers was far healthier for everyone involved. But stuck in her head was the image from a movie she had once seen where a crowd of scandalized people had hissed and pointed at the heroine: Shame! Shame on you! Shame! “Why are we stopping?” Alexei was immediately alert, sliding along the seats to the driver’s window and pulling it open. “What is up?”

Then I reached out and gently pushed the book back toward her. “You don’t want to read it?” she asked, surprised. I shook my head. “No.” “Why?” I already knew how it ended, but I had already turned that ending into something else. “In my mind,” I said quietly, “I already have.” She looked at me, confused. “And I’m happy with the ending it has in my reality.” She blinked, still confused. Fortunately, she did not question it further. Instead, she nodded slowly. “It just feels unfinished,” she said after a moment. “That’s why I think it’s a bad ending.”

HAYLEY. “What? Not again,” I chuckle. “I’m serious,” Corey mumbles, throwing the last piece of popcorn into her mouth before tossing the empty bucket into a nearby trash bin. “The movie had a terrible ending.” I shake my head, smiling. “The good guy ended up with the good girl, Corey. I don't see how that's bad.” “Yeah—except the good guy’s kind of a dummy,” she replies with a shrug. A small laugh erupts from me. Classic Corey. Every movie has a “terrible” ending in her book.