Shameless Protagonist Novels & Stories

“I…can't feel my legs. What do you want me to do?” “To know more about the world mission, we must learn the plot summary, host.” Vivien launched, “The protagonist in this level is Hailey Greystone. She is a businesswoman, running five stores including the bakery right in front of the condo building the host is currently staying. Hailey had experienced scarcity in every way when she was young. Now that she is old enough, she ventured to make a name of her own. That's when the male lead, Giovanni Qiamco came to the part. She is Queenie Servantes' secretary. Queenie is the owner of the host's current body...” Jana’s eyebrow started to twitch. The information unfolding in front of her made no se

Aunt Leanne roared, interrupting Uncle Adam's attempt to change the subject, "I think you're the shameless one! You're old enough to be someone's father, and you're still doing such things. Adam, I'll kill you, you heartless bastard!" She then overturned the scalding pot of fish stew in front of her. Hot stew splattered all over Uncle Adam. "Ouch! It's scalding hot! You madwoman!" Uncle Adam screamed, jumping up with a thud as his face was smeared with stew. He looked like a clown. [Ding! Adam's rage has been detected. Leanne's resentment level is off the charts! Rage points +200!] [Rewards: 1 Doomsday Safe House Modification Card, 1-click door, window, and wall reinforcement, 100 servings o

Her braid undone; her loose black mane was already plastered with sweat. "She is the Friendless - Queen Shammuramat of Assyria, traitor to the Host, murderer of her twin sister and under a sentences of death." "Oh...and here I thought we had survived this battle," Charlotte mused dryly. "Come on, Charlotte," Pamela snorted. "She's an old chick. How tough can she be?" Had anyone a hostile look to spare, they would have tossed it Pamela's way. "We have unfinished business, you and I," Shammy glared.

“You are clumsy. You are weak. You are a disappointment.” The shame burned Jax more than the anger. I felt it sting my own cheeks. I didn’t try to soothe his anger. Anger can be useful. It can keep you warm when things are cold. So I just listened. I let him feel that someone else knew his shame, that someone else saw the unfairness. I am a secret witness to his pain. He didn’t know I was there, but I hoped that somewhere deep inside, he felt a little less alone. This is how I am building my army. I am doing so not with swords but with secrets and shared feelings.

And now, I was standing before the alpha princes, facing the consequences of my actions. The shame I felt was overwhelming. It was a heavy weight that pressed down on me, threatening to crush me. I tried to stand tall, to meet their gaze. But I couldn't. All my fierceness seemed to have disappeared. I wished I could just face them with defiance but my knees felt weak. I was a fraud, a liar. I had betrayed their trust just because I wanted to have Axel.

Him, against the world. "Acacia Smith, I have been loyal to the organization my whole life. Why do you treat me like this?" Realizing that Acacia Smith had chased her, he also had a serious injury, knowing that he could not avoid it, Cadell Marcus looked at her with a cold face. "Talent is your weakness. If you want to survive in this world, don't be too good!" Acacia Smith replied coldly and emotionlessly, her beautiful face, sharp eyes, adding a mysterious evil look, like a rose full of bloody thorns.

She asked with an almost smile, “Please tell me how I’m being shameless. Is it by placing bids or donating money? Or perhaps…” Her voice became low as she enunciated, “Or perhaps I’m shameless for stealing Ms. Sharon’s opportunity to boast, and that’s why you’re cursing me?” The faces of the Lanes went pale. Meanwhile, the bystanders suddenly made a realization. It seemed that, by spending a little money, Sharon would be able to buy back her reputation by winning the bids for the items. But North unexpectedly showed up. Since Sharon could not bear to spend too much money but could not let go of her pride, she hurled abuse at North and called her shameless.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

He were a being in danger all the time, to be ruthless is number two but what comes first is trusting his instinct, because as he define himself, when he choose this path he become an animal inside out, only survival what it matter , anything else is only to take off some stress for fearing to slip up or crack his spirit under stress. Therefore, it can be OK to feel some shills in somebody else spine, but not him, maybe he is one of those who believe in supernatural in a way or another mixed with instinctual animal feeling, but that what he is and always be, a guy that love to kill the wrong guy first until he kills the right one when he doesn’t know who the one betrayed him than looking a

“Ha ha ha ha…” “Ha ha ha ha ha…” Joseph Dunn scrunched up his brows at Jane Dunn’s abnormal behavior. “Don’t you feel ashamed at all! This filthy money! Don’t you feel shameful for using this money!” “You’re laughing? Do you even have a sense of shame! How can you even have the nerve to laugh?” “No!” Jane Dunn roared all of a sudden. Her gravelly voice roared, “I’m shameless! Neither do I have a sense of shame! Yes, I’m the prostitute that you say I am!”