Ungrateful People Novels & Stories

“That’s what it’s all about.” Plates filled quickly, laughter rising with every passing minute. Jace cracked jokes, Koda smeared mashed potatoes across his face, and Kat’s brothers argued about football. My parents listened quietly, but I caught my father smiling when Koda climbed into his lap, demanding another story about “what thankful means.” “Thankful,” my father said slowly, “means you don’t take things for granted. It means you know what matters.” Koda blinked up at him. “Like pie?”

And all I'd done was raise a pack of greedy, ungrateful wolves. They weren't satisfied with top-of-the-market benefits. They weren't grateful for a single act of generosity. They even twisted my goodwill into a malicious conspiracy. I sat down at my desk and opened Slack. If they thought $500 was an insult, if they thought my kindness was all just an act... Then I would give them a real show. I typed a message into the general channel:

“Thank you so much, your Grace. I will never forget this favour.” “You better don’t. A time might come when I might need to look into someone’s moment, when I reach out to you, you better not give me any excuses.” “Never, your Grace. I mean, am I crazy to even do something like that?” I sighed. “Well, you never can tell. People can be very ungrateful.” “That will never be me, your Grace. Not to you. Not after everything you’ve done for me.”

“Unfortunately, you no longer have that opportunity.” Seeing that I remained unmoved, Mom dropped to the ground and began wailing. “My life is so miserable. God, how could you treat me like this? That man abandoned me, and now even my daughter doesn’t want me!” “Enough, Mary. You went too far today. Family matters should be kept private. It was just a door lock. Did you really have to humiliate Mom in front of so many people? Don’t forget what you did at the birthday party, too. You disappeared without leaving a word. All the relatives were laughing at us,” Jessie said angrily while stamping her foot. She demanded that I apologize to Mom.

how could she be so ungrateful! Every word was designed to hit where it hurt, calculated to stoke Brian's anger. "That shameless, ungrateful woman!" He finally snapped, his voice practically scorching through the phone with its fury. "Brian, please stay calm..." I kept up my facade of "kindness," my voice soft but steady. "The real problem now is... the elders in the pack must've seen that news too... And... and what about the upcoming charity banquet for the alliance? If she still goes as your partner, our Blackwood Pack will become the biggest joke in North America!"

"I don't want to see you anymore." "So you'll be so ungrateful" Gael was angry against that young college girl, he believed that's how people were nowadays who weren't able to let out with good manners a simple thank you, it's the least. You didn't want her to blurt out an emotional speech either. "What I've done for you will come to nothing."

“He already knows how much of an ungrateful daughter you are.” The word hit. Ungrateful. Again. Like she hadn’t said it enough times for it to settle permanently in my bones. I stared at her. Something inside me tightened. Then cracked. “Mum…” my voice trembled but not with weakness. With disbelief. “Did you just call me ungrateful?” My chest rose sharply. Tears filled my eyes but I didn’t stop them. Not this time. “You blamed me for years,” I continued, my voice breaking now. “For dad leaving.”

If she kept obsessing over that grudge… Linda was fine this time, but if she got hurt because of Tina again, did Tina ever wonder if she would end up destroying herself too? Did it have to be that way? "Could you stop being so stubborn?!" he snapped. "I'll stay with you, and we'll try to get over this together. You have to know that you aren't that lucky every time!" Tina understood then. He was saying that after she pushed Linda off the cliff two years ago and left Linda paraplegic, it was Linda who had magnanimously forgiven her and spared her retribution. And now, after she bribed Zach and forced Linda to cut her wrists, it was Linda again who had magnanimously forgiven her and spared he

I tilted my head at her, and she continued, “I’m grateful for my childhood and the happy family we had growing up, I’m grateful for my job and having a roof over my head, I’m grateful for my roommate who saved me and called the police, I’m grateful that I’ve loved and lost-” “Wait, what? What was that last one?” “Loved and lost?” “Why… why would you ever be grateful for losing the one you love?” She gave me a tender look and answered, “You can’t truly appreciate something if you’ve never known the pain of being without it.”

growled dad. Ungrateful? That's quite a heavy word and... a bit funny. As I take a step forward, my lips purse into a sneer. "I've never been ungrateful, Dad; raising me and providing for my needs are your obligations, have you forgotten?" I saw how their faces grew crimson with rage. They're restraining themselves from hurting me because of Alpha Luke. Yet, I am not like them. I held solid in my convictions and the cause I was fighting for. Respect will follow if they deserve it.