Prideful Synonyms Novels & Stories

“Do you think your likeness to Marquess Worthington will make us submit?” “Ha…ha…ha…. Riding on my ancestor’s glory… ha…ha…ha…. rightly said.” Humphrey burst out laughing but this time it wasn’t out of anger but with genuine pride, every word leaving his mouth enunciated with the pride bursting from within his blood and bones, “But that too is my strength… a privilege that I earned as part of my birthright… an honour I both cherish and protect… one that neither I nor any of my siblings will ever take lightly….” He paused as he looked squarely at Gu Hei “Not sure if you can understand though…. to us, it comes naturally as it is inherent, earned by generations of righteousness.”

I got neither and ended up with a spoiled demeaning owner. "I consider myself proud, you know that. So when I threw my pride away, I thought what does that make me then? Ma told me I was still the same girl. Pride doesn't just mean holding your head high. Pride is not losing sight of your goals and principles. She said my pride was my sister and that for me to do anything so I can provide for her is brave in itself so I should be proud of myself."

"Let us understand why you are here." And so, Anya began to speak. She recounted the brutality of her life as a slave, the constant fear, the backbreaking labor, and the ever-present threat of violence. Her voice trembled at times, heavy with raw emotion, but there was an underlying strength, a will to survive that captivated the room. As she spoke, a sense of camaraderie settled in the dingy tavern. These were people who understood her pain, who carried their own scars from the Volkov regime. Anya saw it in their eyes, a shared hatred and a desperate yearning for a better future.

An act to dwell and indulge in the impulse that always resulted in the destruction and unwanted of things around. THE ENVY Envy the sin like greed and lust, is characterized by an insatiable desire. It can be described as sad or resentful covetousness towards the traits or possessions of someone else. It arises from vainglory and severs a man from his neighbor. THE PRIDE Pride is the sin that is considered, on almost every list, the original and most serious of the seven deadly sins. Out of the seven, it is the most angelical, or demonic. It is also thought to be the source of the other capital sins.

"Believe it, because you have certainly done that, and there's still many more to come. Did you see the way everyone stood up just for you? Angel, I'm so proud of you!" She smiled widely at my words. "Really? Do you really think that they liked my work and didn't just stand because I'm your sister?" She looked a little uncertain now. "Eva, didn't you see how they murmured their approval right from the beginning? These businessmen are arrogant idiots who don't bow down to just anyone. They stood up because you deserve it. Oh, I'm just thinking of how rich you're going to make me. I'm going to be richer than you, Adrian." I joked, bumping my shoulders with my husband- the word giving me happy

I sighed " that's because I did, but I don't, not anymore." She said as she lowered her head. "You were my princess, my babygirl, what do you mean?" I asked as I started feeling a sharp pain in my heart. "Because I love him Justin, he's the one I wanna be with now. Adrian just makes me happy." She explained "And what? I don't?" I questioned She stayed silent causing me to take a deep breath. " you know what fine, if you wanna be a slut and hoe yourself around, then by all means please do I'm not stopping you. Your not even worth a broken heart" I bitterly laughed before walking out the room.

That smile that used to annoy me yet suddenly made my day. I'll try to keep that smile on your face, Amaya. Soon whenever I'm sure and brave enough to talk to you about my feelings when I don't have this monster inside me already. I will be there confessing my feelings to you because you're the pride I don't wanna get touched. Just looking at you right now made me calm down and satisfied. Indeed, what I need is someone that will change me naturally. Not forcing me to change or demanding me to do so.

It was the way she carried herself, chin lifted, shoulders steady, eyes clear, as if the pack hadn’t spent years trying to grind her into something small. She didn’t look small. She looked like a woman who had been bruised and still chose to stand. And I felt something tight and hot settle in my chest. Pride. Real pride. Not the shallow kind that came from winning a round. Not the loud kind that needed clapping and praise. The kind that came from seeing someone you cared about refuse to bend, even when the world demanded it.

he said. I rolled my eyes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Conceited. Pronounced as kuhn-see-tid, and an adjective. According to Merriam-Webster, it means having or showing an excessively high opinion of oneself. There were a lot of words associated with said words mainly: egotistical, cocky, full of hot air and other wretched words that relate to such archaic descriptions.