prideful in a sentence

He is S City’s dark and sadistic emperor. During the day he appeared aloof, yet he transformed into a ravenous wolf at nighttime. “Trying to run? I’ll teach you the proper way to run.” The chairman had a variety of ways to spoil his wife. Anna Jadwin let out a devilish baby, “The one who loses runs out of the bund, and mommy is mine!” The next day, little** ran around the bund naked, and cried his eyes out, “Let mommy stay with me for one night, please, my handsome Daddy~”

Young Shen Xiang had a fateful encounter with a goddess & demoness and received their peerless heritage, divine pulses, ultimate martial arts, and transcendent alchemy techniques, which gave him an easy ride in his journey of cultivation. When hungry, he refines some spirit pills to eat as a snack, when lonely he flirts with the goddesses, when bored he teases those martial artists who came to beg for spirit pills, when tired he let his beautiful wives massage him.

Ravaged and desolate, the Old World perished beneath the polluted sky. Radiation and infestation plagued the Earth all while a mere fraction of the human population remained. Of that rapidly diminishing population, a man approaching his thirties found himself entangled with Earth's current "War Lords" -- a pathetic bunch of insecure men who dominate what remains of the blue planet. Thrown into one of the prisons, Cain is ruthlessly prodded and experimented on. Subjected to radiation, gene altercation, and given various poisons and toxins alongside a slew of potential antidotes to match -- Cain became the War Lord’s guinea pig. Only after satisfying their voracious greed for revenge did the War Lord’s finally grant Cain some semblance of mercy. Strapped to a metal chair with a thick steel collar hung around his throat, Cain prepared himself for death. While his body slowly melted underneath the heat of one of the War Lord’s new experimental serums, an unfamiliar women’s voice called out to Cain. Summoned by a random girl in another world, she calls Cain a demon. “Demon?” Cain questions. But then it hits him — he’s been reborn and summoned. It’s a two-for-one special! *** Follow along Cain's rebirth and his unfortunate summoning into another world filled with trials, tribulations, and tragedy all composed by yours truly, thelostboy. Side note: I've tried this writing thing before and it's a lot more taxing than I was expecting. Rather than continue my old story that I fell out of love with, I figured it would be all-around more enjoyable for myself and my readers to create something I'm newly passionate about than return to shallow waters. Also also, once I get into a writing rhythm again I plan on creating a Patreon for early access chapters, I've decided not to Contract this novel for the more respectable, mature approach -- begging. May we pray I write something good.

She smiled as the world burned. He watched, bound by duty and the weight of justice. Selene Blackwell, 24, the youngest inmate to be thrown into Redboiler Prison — a maximum-security prison where only the worst of monsters are kept. They called her a psychopath. But Chief Caelum Rothwell sees something else. Beneath her cunning grin and mocking eyes, he finds a story buried in blood and fire — and something far more dangerous: a reason. Trained in rules, discipline, and the cold hands of military law, Caelum never thought he’d bend. Not for anyone. Not even her. But when a spark blooms between the sinner and the one sworn to lock her away, boundaries blur. Truths unravel. And love begins to rot the bars they built between them. One smile can rewrite a sentence. One lie can trigger a war. In a prison where secrets fester and the law is absolute, how far will you go to save the woman the world has already condemned?

She's rude, that's when you get on her bad side. You wanna be a bitch? She will show you that bitches has ranks. What happens when the most feared tycoon Ben Devon meet our female lead Andrea Miller. He is also the king of kastreg, and she is his bethrothed the soon to be queen of kastreg. Many mysteries surrounding their existence. This story has three female leads and three male leads... Each with their own unique characters, enjoy!!.

He is S City’s dark and sadistic emperor. During the day he appeared aloof, yet he transformed into a ravenous wolf at nighttime. “Trying to run? I’ll teach you the proper way to run.” The chairman had a variety of ways to spoil his wife. **An let out a devilish baby, “The one who loses runs out of the bund, and mommy is mine!” The next day, little** ran around the bund naked, and cried his eyes out, “Let mommy stay with me for one night, please, my handsome Daddy~”

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Chen Xiang, a young man without Spiritual Veins, has always been seen as a hopeless case in the martial world. Born into a prestigious family of cultivators, his lack of talent for martial arts has relegated him to the life of an outcast. Yet, he refuses to accept his fate. Through sheer willpower and relentless training, he carves out a path for himself, surviving life-and-death trials that would break even seasoned warriors.

Criticizing, the rich, the nobles, the upper class, and bla bla bla... It is so overdone. How about criticizing the poor for a change of pace? Those who think the world should be handed over to them, not because They ARE struggling, but because they were born under a rougher roof. Contrary to popular belief, being 'poor' doesn't make you good-natured or create any sense of camaraderie towards other poor people. If there is no such thing among themselves, then what do they have for people better off than them? ... "Meet Seraphina, she's the annoying silver-haired and golden-eyed brat. She's so full of herself, just because she's a little strong and pretty, she really thinks a kid like her can make better decisions than us, her seniors. Sigh..., her talent really got to her head. I can't understand why He chose her to be the next High Priestess—our superior, she's just an adopted child, there was no need to choose her. Especially when she's so greedy she can't even spare a few gold coins for the needy, mind you, those gold coins—she'll easily earn them in a day, unlike us. If she wants to act like an adult, then she should be prepared to act like one, which she clearly does not! I still remember that one time she disappeared for a whole month, letting us struggle all on our own to get enough to feed the supplicants. A Sinner like her, who scams people by 'pretending' to heal the supplicant,s isn't worthy of the High Priestess position." --- The synopsis was written from a side character's pov, you can guess who it is >w0. Not a lot was revealed in the synopsis because I don't want to spoil. It is my first novel, and I know how bad a writer I am, so it might not be good enough. Note to self: rewrite chap23-25

This is a book made up of three short stories that are unrelated to each other. Can read standalone. [One Sentence]- Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? [Karma]- A woman received an innocent hello on Facebook but she decided to ruin the man’s family instead of chatting with him. At the end, Karma came into the picture. [Pride]- Sarah and Sean are a loving married couple, one could say they are perfect but they have only one problem, they both have pride. When the other does something, both will pick offense and non will apologize or seek for peace but neither of them know that one day that same pride will not only destroy their marriage but will leave one of them seriously heartbroken with regrets and a lot of had I known’s. A short story with moral lesson A must read Publisher：i&i Publisher