Tragic Novels Novels & Stories

“It is just a novel.” “It. Is. Just. A. Novel.” He picked a fluffy romance book and thrust it into my hands forcefully. “But, it can affect your mood. So, you are allowed to read only those stories that make you happy.” I bit my lower lip as I browsed through the pages of the book; briefly glancing at the ending. What Kain didn’t understand was that such happy endings hurt more than the tragic ones. They filled me with a longing I knew could never be fulfilled. They reminded me of everything that I could never have.

I, the invincible hero of a power-fantasy novel, had actually transmigrated into the role of a pathetic simp side character in a trashy romance novel. Not only had this guy hidden his identity as a wealthy heir because he liked the poor heroine, but he had also willingly let her use his money to play the rich girl while chasing the college heartthrob, Matt Calloway. Back when I was the hero of the power-fantasy story, brainless plots were one thing. But did trashy romance novels not require logic either? As I trashed the plot in my mind, a crisp female voice cut through my thoughts. "Jacob?"

" Alice seemed to have lost her mind. Right now, it seemed that she wanted to take everyone down with her. "With a cold-hearted mother, a useless father, and a disgusting lover… Honestly, isn't Vanessa better off dead?"

“I’ve hidden from many truths because I didn’t want to hurt my miracles. My family is the only lucky thing I’ve ever accomplished in all my years of living. Yesterday, I went to visit my best friend at her cabin, your godmother Gretchen, only to find her dead, and trafficked here by that Alpha Lucifer. Today, I’m still locked back in the old neighborhood that gave us the chance to start from zero. I bring nothing but bad luck to the only miracles I treasure. All I can hope is that one day I can live without suffering our survival.” Her confession weighed heavy. It wasn’t just about my pup’s death. It was the countless deaths she’d lived through, the guilt she carried like a second skin. She

I push off the basin and through the throng of condemning Unfortunates. I rush up the stairs and through the laundry folding area, trying my hardest to keep in the tsunami of emotion. I barely know the Unfortunates—any Unfortunate, really—but we're all connected through our circumstances, upbringing, social standing, and suffering. To be shunned and removed from the collective experience as if my suffering no longer matters… it hurts.

"What do you know about it?" Jace leans back in his seat. "All I know is the girl won some pageantry shit. She was supposedly beautiful, that's why she caught a lot of attention. Personally, I couldn't give two shits about what a little girl looks like. Unfortunately, her fame led to her rape and murder. The news of her death filled all the news outlets here and ran the whole year. That must be because it's the most interesting thing that has ever happened here since Raul caught a big ass fish," he snorts, taking a long drag of the cigarette. "Roman believed there's more to the story."

She wanted to watch her death, so she did not shut her eyes while she drove into the pole. Everyone thought it was either careless driving or maybe she lost control of the steering wheel. But only Jasmine was aware of what Marrita did. She had seen Marrita’s note. In it Marrita talked about how she was not going to enslave herself to a man she did not know and how she was going to end it in the best way known to her.

For Elise who's unemployed in her last life, she feels ashamed, these children age seven to fifteen starting to work to learn how to feed themselves. This is also the reason why she hated this novel. All the struggle , hope and tenacity of the children have built will just be in vain once the tragedy happened. It's disgusting to think that they were just side characters for the protagonist to be known. Elise who thought that sacrifices are important for every character development is exhausting to one's pov.

He picked that novel immediately despite the yellowish pages of it. The truth is Helios was the one who placed that novel there. He likes that novel that he also loves to re-read it because of it's tragic ending. The novel was focused by a wealthy woman who fell in love with a man who has a family already. It was written in the novel how they both fought for their love for each other that ends up to their own dead. Yes, they died because the man's wife also fought for her rights and Helios can't really see anything wrong with that.

Kathleen's hand trembled and her lips moved but nothing came out. "What are you doing?" Vince spread his hands on either side of his body in frustration. He had to get her the hell out of here, Vivian was coming. "Why are you doing this to me?" she sobbed hysterically. The weight of her situation suddenly fell upon her like a stone and crushed whatever was left of her composure. “I am ruined!” "I am not doing anything to you. I never promised I would marry you. Did I?” He shouted, fearing he may have said something to that effect while drunk.