Shameless Protagonist นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And that even by these shameless girls who can't even compare to her hair. “Of course,” Layla replied proudly, earning a hateful glare from them in the process. They were frustrated and fuming. For the first time, they felt they have met someone who is more shameless than them. Their shallow mind was incapable of realizing how wrong their thinking was. Layla had nothing to be ashamed of. After all, it wasn’t anything illegal or shameful. Only narrow-minded people would feel ashamed of having lesser money than others.

My chest is heaving as I start to panic, as my heart starts to break, and as I start to mourn this possibility, as I try to tell myself that it isn’t possible. That the Shane I know, that the Shane I’ve known wouldn’t… wouldn’t do that, wouldn’t walk right into this, wouldn’t but as I look up at him. I can’t lie to myself, I know. The lies I’d been telling myself come to light and I just know. I know that the Shane I really know, the one that wasn’t as jaded, wasn’t as evil, wasn’t as dark would.

By the time I reached my car, anger had swallowed the humiliation whole. i told myself they were wrong. They all were. I wasn’t the problem here, they were. My father, with his obsession with appearances; Jace, with his perfect smile and effortless success; Ava, with her carefully sculpted innocence; and Averies— the main characrer— who who was the all of this had started in the first place. I grabbed the bottle sitting in the passenger seat, twisted the cap off, and took a long drink. The burn steadied him. For a moment, the mansion blurred behind him, and I fell into a bout of mirthless laughter.

“But here’s the thing, if I’m not shameless, someone else will try to tear me down. And I’m not about to give them that power.” June blinked, caught off guard by Lola’s words. She’d never thought about it that way. Shame had always felt like an inevitable part of stripping, like it was stitched into the fabric of the job itself. Or so she thought. But hearing Lola’s thought about it was shifting something in her. “So, I own what I do with pride. No apologies and no fucking shame.” Lola’s lips curled as she said with a flourish. She stared at Lola as something tightened her chest. Though She tried as much as possible to not care about peoples’ opinion, pride and being shameless were something

Shame for surviving instead of my parents, shame for looking like a fucking monster. How did I ever believe someone could see past my wreckage? I’m too damaged for anything outside of the mind-bending powers of a full moon. This guy, this confident, smarming, charismatic sunshine fuckbag with not a care in the world. I’m sure Mara won’t be the only servant girl on her knees for him once they realise he exists.

"Il nous faut de l'audace, et encore de l'audace, et toujours de l'audace!" ‘We need audacity, even more audacity, always audacity!’ To Trevor, shamelessness had been a lesson learned. He had cared too much about his dignity and reputation back then, and look where that had gotten him today. Why would he still give a damn about shame after all the tribulations it had brought him? Libby exploded. “Would you look at this son of a b*tch?! Lord, how can someone so…shameless even exist?!” She shrieked in front of Javier’s face.

I raised my arms as he slid my top off. I’ve never felt ashamed of my body before. But having John's eyes slowly drinking me in, I felt my face flush turning my gaze, not able to look at him. I’m in shape, so it's not extra weight that I’m ashamed or embarrassed about. No, it's the scars from just below my breasts slashing harshly diagonally across my abdomen where the claw marks for a demon I took down in my time between running away from my family and settling down here.

“How dare you stand there and throw baseless accusations at me? You think I’m the one embarrassing you? Have you ever looked in the mirror and seen how your constant blame and belittling of others make you look? It’s not me who’s shameless; it’s you, for thinking you can talk to me like this without any consequences. You know nothing about what I’ve done or what I’ve been through, so spare me your self-righteous judgment.” I can see the shock on Sasha’s face, and for a moment, Mrs Lawrence seems to have lost all her words. But I’m not done. “And you know what? I’m done trying to fit into your twisted idea of perfection. If standing up for myself makes me shameless in your eyes, then so be it

Her meal is very plain, rice and nothing else. : Hehe. Nami awkwardly smiled. Despite her personality, she always wore her shamelessness. [It was meant to survive] Nami’s actions were a bit inappropriate but she really doesn’t have anything. She lives without anything except her friends. She lives as an orphan and was brought to any person. She was passed and passed to different families until she ran away. Nami looked at them with pleading eyes. Leah who saw this was ashamed. She wanted to help her so much but her attitude is a mess. She only liked her hair and eyes. Yet to Leah it wasn’t all about her attitude and appearance. She hates to say it but Leah treats her as a friend long ago.

“I am not ashamed of loving a great man. I am not ashamed of receiving his trust. I am not ashamed of the crown he placed upon my head. The only shame belongs to those who would rather burn an empire to the ground than see it ruled by a love they cannot understand.” He took a step closer to the camera, his image intensifying, dominating the screen. “They broke into my home. They attacked my friends. They buried my mentor and then tried to bury his memory under a mountain of lies. They thought the shock of the bomb, the threat of the gun, would break me.” A faint, terrifying smile touched his lips. “It only forged me. I am not broken. I am tempered. I am the heir that Joe Brian chose. Not in