The End Does Not Justify The Mean Novels & Stories

Baldwin announced before calling out the names listed on the scroll. The soldiers looked at one another in bewilderment, but all the same they stepped to the right obediently as their names were called. “Crime of passion and crime of necessity…” Alex slowly opened his mouth, “Although they aren’t the same, the effect of both is the crime itself. And while our hearts may go out to those who acted out of necessity, necessity does not excuse the crime itself. Had it succeeded, the end result would have been no different.” He turned to Cornelius and Baldwin, “Those who know me, know that I am not a generous man and I cannot tolerate even a grain of sand.”

"Love shouldn't require torture and murder." "In a perfect world, no. But this isn't a perfect world. It's a world where psychotic Alphas curse entire packs and guilty brothers steal bodies and the people trying to stop them have to get their hands dirty." She squeezes my hand. "You're doing the best you can with impossible choices. That's all anyone can ask." I want to believe her. Want to think that the ends justify the means, that saving Kael makes everything else acceptable. But I can still hear that man screaming in the farmhouse.

She sneered: "If doing the wrong thing can be solved by apologizing, then what order is there in this world? It is only fair that you do something wrong and pay the corresponding price. " Wills Watson pushed Nicky Enderson away: "Take your mother and scram immediately. Don't wait for me to deal with you guys using my means, or do you want Belle Enderson to take on this reckless responsibility for you guys?" Nicky Enderson knew how to weigh the pros and cons. He turned around and forcefully pulled Kelen Enderson 's wrist away. Returning back to the car, Kelen Enderson was unwilling to give up as she wailed and called Johny Enderson .

We both knew how hard it was to watch the person we loved the most wither and die in front of our eyes. I used the most painful memory we shared to manipulate his feelings, and it disgusted me! I despised myself for it! Because no matter the tricks I used in business to win deals and beat opponents, I had never been untrue to my family. This time, though, for a brief moment, I thought that maybe the end justified the means, realizing too late that it was the course I should never have set my sails on. Especially when I knew the truth.

“Look at the sun. Everyday he comes to an end just to come back the next day brighter. “ And smiling she told them: “Is just as C. JoyBell C. once said “"Ends are not bad things, they just mean that something else is about to begin. And there are many things that don't really end, anyway, they just begin again in a new way. Ends are not bad and many ends aren't really an ending; some things are never-ending."” (Author's note: The happy ending is here, but the epilog is just around the corner )

"Oh no, Justin and his mother, it's heartbreaking!" "No, why did his father do that?" "Bad person, bad!" The comments of the children erupted as soon as Justin said the introduction of the story. "I know, class. But, everybody has a reason for anything that they do. Even if it is wrong for someone's eye, some perspective might say that they are walking the right path. Class, let me remind you this: do not judge the person who is wronged and walking the unethical path. Because, at some point, the end of that road, is the judge of our life."

(WORSE THAN DESPARE) “PITY or anger? Which one should I’ll be having for you, Alliah?” Winona whispers. As she is getting more and more convince that she should be having the latter emotion and not to pity someone that is Alliah. For no matter how hard her world and life turn out to be. She doesn’t have the right to covet someone that is not her’s. “The end doesn’t justify the means.” She reason. Taking the old saying that Carlos is very well known about. Words the define his past and the darkness that she once been through.

"The kid has a point, Alex. Running means always looking over your shoulder. Always waiting for the other shoe to drop." "And what happens when Michael walks into this trap?" I demanded. "What's the endgame here?" Griffin's eyes met mine, steadily, calmly. "Justice." The word hung in the air between us, loaded with all the years of manipulation, of cruelty disguised as business acumen, of lives damaged in the pursuit of Michael Coleman's vision of success.

Ava looked up through her tears, her heart pounding against her ribs as fear consumed her. The End finally delivered its answer, and it shocked everyone. TO REST. Absolute silence fell over the cosmos. The End wasn't hungry. It wasn't angry. It wasn't seeking conquest, destruction, or vengeance. It was just tired. The oldest thing in existence, the final punctuation mark of reality, simply wanted peace. The realization shook Ava to her core, and in that moment, she understood something even more terrifying. The End wasn't destroying civilizations because it hated them. The End appeared because something—someone—kept preventing reality from ending naturally.

"Like a man who thinks the end justifies the means." "Sometimes it does," Ethan said. "If the end is peace." "And if the means destroy you?" Liam asked. He stood up. "If you cross that line, Ethan... if you become the kind of man who tricks his enemies into a room to slaughter them financially... how do you come back?" "I don't care about coming back," Ethan shouted. "I care about saving the company! I care about saving Mom!" "I don't need saving!" The voice came from the doorway.