Elegant Hubris Novels & Stories

“I touched nothing, though, but was touched by . . . something.” “I know. I don’t know what it was, and, truly, I had not expected you to proceed as deeply as you did.” “So, how can I trust your ignorance will not lead to my harm?” “It is a question I have asked myself.” “And?” “It was hubris.” “Hubris? It is a word I fail to cipher.”

Augustus pronounced. "You don't fit any of the categories," Eliana replied. "I am humble and sweet to you. I am a down to earth person," Augustus stated. A chuckle escaped Eliana's mouth. "You are neither humble nor sweet. You are arrogant, who likes to boast about himself. I am too hungry to argue with you. My work is over, so I will be back at my leisure," Eliana informed him. Augustus grabbed her arm and drew her close. "It's my office not yours. Being arrogant isn't bad. So, do what I tell you to. Money doesn't grow on trees. You know it better than me," he proclaimed and let go of her arm.

Freed, Kilvic stood straight in the presence of a frowning Fan and the others who stood beside him cowering in the stench of their own fear. “You new nobles all suffer from such hubris,” Gyra continued, his attention focused on Fan’s frown, which was not surprising considering the boy was the only noble present. “Have you ever wondered the reason nobles in the years above you treat their mates as exactly that; mates. Tell me, have you ever pondered on the possibility as to why this”—he gestured at them—“petty display of supremacy isn’t found in classes above yours?” He paused for the briefest moment, then shook his head. “No matter. You see, I once knew a noble; a mage of dumbfounding prowes

“Pray sincerely with your heart, do not pray with your greed. That was the only way for Greedius to die. Confinement is not a good kind of love but it shows how much your father loved you. Please forgive him.” “However, humans still lose because of love. They can win over wisdom, over strength, but never over love, not even the mightiest of men, or the greatest of gods." Persephone said, “Perhaps Aubrey is right, love can defeat all. However, Aubrey dear, everything in this world has two sides. Look at Hector's mirror, the elf has endured so much hardship and is not subdued, but when it comes to Elena, Hector has accepted to beg the devil to let Elena live. That is also greed, the greed of l

"Enough of these fanciful thoughts, Rhesus. We will strike fear into the hearts of Athenians. Bastian, their so-called invincible general, will tremble before the might of Thrace." Rhesus hesitated, torn between the caution whispered by the priestess and the fiery enthusiasm of his comrades. "We tread on dangerous ground, my friends. We must be cautious, for arrogance blinds even the wisest." Senator Lucius dismissed Rhesus's concerns with a wave of his hand. "Arrogance, my friend, is a trait of gods. We are mortals, and our boldness defines us. Now, let us delve into the details of our rebellion. The Athenians shall know the fury of Thrace."

Could he possibly be even more powerful than the Yeager family? Heston could not stand it anymore. He snarled, "Hubris! Mr. Miller, your pride will be your downfall! Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?" Liam ignored him as though he had not even heard him. Instead, his cold, beady eyes were fixated still on Julian.

It was together cruel that his need drowned out his common sense and decency as he gripped her thin-grade hips and shoved his pulsing member inside her harder still seeking only pleasure in the wake of her pain as she'd been little more than a peasant whose sole purpose was to warm his cock. The vile nature of nobility had been such and it crept into the already embittered young man's heart as a result of the loss of his virtue in such a similarly cruel fashion. Where he knew she'd seen love, he'd seen usefulness and he didn't dare have the mind to allow her to believe otherwise.

Putting up a front of strength and dominance doesn’t mean she doesn’t already see all of our weaknesses that we try to hide from the rest of the world. Selene cocks her head and frowns at me, obviously not liking my thoughts. “Just because you are an alpha doesn’t mean leaning on others for strength in times of conflict, high emotional stress or allowing public displays of affection is a weakness, Madison. In fact, you should view it as being humble; letting go of hubris to realize you can’t be strong all the time.

Too caught up in my own reputation as the undefeated Alpha of the Black Moon Pack to consider that someone might have finally outmaneuvered me. That's always been my problem— pride. Not the healthy kind that comes from genuine accomplishment, but the toxic sort that festers in your soul and blinds you to reality. The kind that makes you think you're invincible, that you can handle anything thrown your way. The kind that makes you ignore the counsel of those who care about you most. The kind that gets people killed. "Alpha, something's not right," Elijah muttered beside me, his dark eyes scanning the treeline with the intensity of a seasoned warrior.

Neither Sam nor Nick had really been fighters before they left but certainly made up for it now. Surprise, surprise. That entire area was absolute chaos. Savagery, claws, teeth, and willpower. My brother’s arrogance and conceit were oozing out of him. He didn’t give a shit that his people were screaming out in pain, some having already lost their lives. They were collateral damage to him. That belief would be his downfall. It was clear why the Goddess hadn’t made him the firstborn because he’d have made a horrible fucking Alpha. That was more than apparent in his rein as the self-proclaimed Alpha Hades.