Another Word For Abominable Novels & Stories

Even though my young mind couldn't comprehend some of the words he used, everything boiled down to that statement he made, ‘Absolutely no one in this life would want an abomination like you.’ Abomination I heard that word before. I think, two days before my grandfather came to take me away. My cousin, Dimitri, shouted it at me when I bested him in a fight. "My mom said you're an abomination! Your father is a rabid dog and your mother, a shameless whore who spreads her legs for dogs." When I asked my mom about it, she just smiled and told me not to worry, she would handle it.

Another one with brown eyes said looking at my chest and lower body and I cringed and felt disgusted. "Mother*******, bastards, manwhores, son of pigs. I will give you the best kick of your life that will make you all impotent, bloody fuckers***** I will cut your sagging d****" Amy growled. "Bitch.." that guy was going to abuse her but I stopped him.

The voice was shrill, and raspy at the same time. The forbidden stepped out from the treeline on my left. Its clothes were tattered, its human form had a misshapen head, and he leaned to the right dragging his ankle with him. He most resembled a zombie out of a horror movie. His skin seemed to sag from his bones. “What then, what am I?” I asked, turning to face him. “Abomination.” It yelled, raising its arm and pointing at me. “Well come then, let us rid this world of the abomination,” I say, smiling.

It is too valuable to her. Back to Core. What use would I ever be to them? I know I am stronger than most demons, but Veronica also said they thought of me as an abomination. What use would an abomination be to them? What use will my blood do for them? Hmmm.... Then again there's more than just that to think about.

—Rosemary Ellen Guiley Abaddon (Apollyon) Angel of death, destruction, and the netherworld. The name Abaddon is derived from the Hebrew term for “to destroy” and means “place of destruction.” Apollyon is the Greek name. In MAGIC Abaddon is often equated with SATAN and SAMAEL. His name is evoked in conjuring spells for malicious deeds. Abaddon is the prince who rules the seventh hierarchy of DEMONs, the ERINYES, or Furies, who govern powers of evil, discord, war, and devastation. Originally, Abaddon was a place and not an angel or being. In rabbinic writings and the Old Testament, Abaddon is primarily a place of destruction and a name for one of the regions of Gehenna (see HELL). The term occ

An abomination? She wasn’t even sure what the word meant, but the way he spat it told her it meant nothing good. Cruel, but at least his friend wasn’t anything like him. He didn’t speak to her in such a tone, he didn’t look at her with such scornful eyes, he was nice...nice and a little awkward. He had sat on the couch without saying anything for a long time, his eyes were so focused on the mat on the floor that Kiara had doubted her existence. But then, his eyes had glided up; slowly and he said.

I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn’t explain why I was repulsive of this man. The moment I saw his portrait– if it was his since he looked exactly the same as the man painted on it- I felt strongly disgusted. But I thought feeling such emotion for a lifeless thing was nonsense. However, now that I see his face in the flesh and hear his voice, the word disgust is too mild and weak to describe it. If I was to put words into the feeling, I guess it should be a compound combination of loath, repulsion, abhorrence, and a few more similar words all in one! Without even knowing who the man was referring to or to whom his words were being addressed.

"Abominations that drink blood and corrupt the soul! They drain the life from everything they touch!" An older warrior, scarred and grizzled from decades of service, slammed his fist on a wooden table with enough force to crack the wood. The sound echoed through the hall like a gunshot. "We should burn the borders! Hunt down whatever that thing is before it spreads its filth through our territory! Before it turns more of us into those… those creatures!"

The freak rolled his eyes in anticipation. “Angela,” Andras repeated. - I will accompany you. The small wings flapped vigorously, carrying the Abomination forward. "Hurry, demon. Not every earthly decade one of the people leaves us. Pointing a short finger at the rocks, the Abomination turned off the path trodden and burnt by the flames of Purgatory. “That’s the fastest way,” the freak whispered excitedly, rubbing his small palms and licking his incredibly large wide tongue. “Angel, angel, angel,” he repeated and repeated, periodically erasing the saliva that had run up.

“She went too far.” “I’m honestly not surprised she’s capable of something like this,” Zenia muttered with a disappointed shake of her head. “She’s Amber. She has done plenty of messed-up things before.” Her lips pressed into a thin line. “But I’m disappointed in her because we were friends. Friends, Abbie.” Her voice cracked slightly with frustration. “How could she throw away the Girl’s Code over someone who doesn’t even value her?” She folded her arms tightly. “She's honestly a disgrace to womanhood.”