Unworthy Synonym Novels & Stories

That’s why ‘being stupid’ is more of a compliment than an insult… it simply means you’re a human who has emotions and has learned to live and let live. The world is just one ginormous roller-coaster ride of hypocrisy, where the strong trample on the weak; the voiced truncate the voiceless, the brave frighten the faint-hearted, and the sighted outshine the unsighted…as long as they are in position of power. It has always been so since time immemorial. And if by any chance the weak, the voiceless, the faint-hearted and the unsighted outnumber the opposite variants respectively, the reverse will be the case… no questions asked. This is one of the many reminders that we are more alike than we wi

And she was making it pretty clear she didn’t want him. I looked at my brother as he listened to Kat tell him she deserved better than a mate like him. I saw devastation, then guilt, then resignation cross his features. He was resigned because he already believed what she said about him before the words ever left her mouth. As angry as I was at Reegan for the position he put us in, it also broke my heart to know he felt unworthy of love.

I want to explain. “I felt unworthy so much that I had no faith in myself and I pushed my mate away. I thought I would be a disappointment. Spencer figured out that I was destined to be an Alpha and she told me she believed in me. She also told me I would have to be deserving of my mate. I stayed up for hours thinking how can I be deserving of someone when I couldn’t find worth in myself. However Spencer saying she believed in me sparked hope.

How could they love her when her parents hated her themselves? She hated the attention of her uncle, who retired from women after his wife's death. She hated all of that because it goes against what her parents did, so she struggled between being good or bad, and she still struggles, sometimes she loves and sometimes she hates, and she lived like this and it's not yet time for her to decide her side.

"You're disgusting! You were the one who wrecked their family first! The nerve of you to accuse her of wrecking yours! I've never seen someone as shameless as you are!" "Exactly! You were even trying to incite the crowd into speaking up for you! How shameless can you get?" "We almost believed your lies and thought that she came back to steal your man. Turns out that it was nothing but a lie!" "How could you play the same trick and fool us twice?" "You're despicable! You played the part of a victim so well, we almost fell for it!" "You're wicked through and through!" "I hate it when people play the pity card to gain sympathy from others! Damn you!"

"Are you crippled or just brainless? You're not even worthy of being called a man!" Looking at Andrew's arrogant, shameless behavior, I felt nothing but disgust and second-hand embarrassment.

When Quentin said this, his voice clearly lacked conviction. If Elaine truly had exceptional talent, why had she only published one paper in four years? Quentin wasn't stupid. He'd suspected Elaine for a while, but he couldn't bring himself to believe that someone he'd grown up with would commit plagiarism. Samuel fired back, "Then look at which professors in the entire industry dare to take Elaine on now!" Quentin's clenched fist loosened as he remembered Elaine being rejected time after time. Even with massive donations, no lab would accept her. He closed his eyes and finally left in dejection.

Worthless. Useless. Garbage. Weak. Pathetic. Unlovable. These are words that have been beaten into me, literally sometimes, since I was barely old enough to understand what any of them meant. That last one hurt the most, if I’m being honest. As an orphan who grew up in the system from birth, I know all the statistics. I understand that the older I get, the less my chances of finding a family are, and add to that I’m black, and yeah, cut those odds in half.

She said, and I frowned at her. "Her boyfriend dumped her," Gwen said, and I frowned, wondering how that was an issue. But it was cruel of the guy to dump her after spending time with her in Utopia. Men could be cruel sometimes. The poor young lady. She was so innocent and almost naive. That bastard should be ashamed of himself. "Well, that is no big story," Marcus said, and I agreed. "People dump people every day. It is no big deal," I said, and she laughed.

My blood is tainted, and so is that of my mate. ‘She is. Her blood. Tarnished. Unworthy.’ Tarik stated quietly, and somewhere within me, anger simmered, but I was not sure what or whom this newfound anger was directed at. Was it directed at my mate, who had been deemed unworthy by another, or is my anger directed at the man, the people who branded my mate as defective?