Self Loathing Synonym

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter: CEO material, straight-A student, and the only Summers twin with a functioning frontal lobe. She’s survived nineteen years of sharing air and eyebrow genes with Eva — a walking fire hazard who once tried to toast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the estate ablaze. So when their parents arranged a marriage to Zeke Ford — the kingdom’s favorite golden boy and serial flirt — Ava reluctantly took one for the family. That is, until Eva pulled a fast one: she spiked Ava’s margarita, slid a shady contract under her nose, and next thing you know… Ava’s waking up married to the wrong twin. Enter Zach Ford — the kingdom’s coldest man alive, walking gloom cloud, and accidental husband. He hasn’t cracked a smile since his mysterious fiancée, Orihime, died under suspicious circumstances. The Ford family thought Eva’s chaotic sunshine might fix him. Too bad they accidentally married him to Ava: a neurotic perfectionist who schedules emotional breakdowns like business meetings. Now Ava has to: Pretend she's totally in love with her emotionally constipated husband. Survive polite society, royal gossip, and unwanted foot rub offers from Shen Wang — her rich, clingy, disturbingly hot suitor who thinks “No” is short for “Not yet.” Figure out if Orihime is actually dead… or just hiding better than Zach hides his feelings. It was supposed to be a PR move. Instead, it’s a rom-com with fake love, real secrets, one stolen car, and at least two murder mysteries. With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I Do: A chaotic enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster with tax fraud, unresolved trauma, and a love story that may or may not be court-admissible—because honestly, I am still in shambles on how to finish this novel without breaking me own phone screen or my heart. Let's see HAHAHA

Desmond Se White is an immortal. But after a failed suicide attempt and the mysterious death of a mortal girl, he is sentenced to the High Prison buried beneath Eden. There, in the darkness, he meets his only cellmate—an enigmatic prisoner known only as Yellow. And soon, Desmond will be forced to choose between surviving the prison… or bargaining with something far older than it.

If you’re looking for another cheerful power fantasy where the hero rises, wins hearts, and saves the world with plot armor so thick it could stop a meteor with just a tiny finger then stop this isn’t that story. This is not a tale of hope. This is a tale of Dead. In a decaying multiverse governed by the Samsara of Creation and Destruction, worlds collapse, merge, and bleed into each other. The strong don’t always survive. The kind rarely thrive. And fate… fate is just a prettier word for torment it the synonym of suffering. As forgotten worlds rot and monstrous truths crawl from the void, Nine divine houses tighten their grip on what remains in their hands. The shrines lie. The Seeker System watches. The gates open, not as miracles—but as warnings. Behind each one lies a trial. A silence. A scream. A dead end. If you're tired of pretty lies and want a world that hurts, one that haunts, one that speaks to the part of you that knows not all stories end with salvation— Then step inside. But don't expect to leave whole.

In his previous life, Seo Hae-jin was a tyrant feared across realms—a villain whose name was synonymous with extinction. But when death finally claimed him, he did not find oblivion. Instead, he awoke reborn in a decaying magical world—armed with a glitched Sovereign Devouring System, and a mark burned into his palm: the Symbol of Dominion. From the body of a forsaken human child, he began again. At his command, countless black larvae hatched—creatures no larger than an insect, yet destined to evolve into horrors that would drown entire civilizations. These bugs devour everything—flesh, mana, memory—and grow without limit. He feels no pity. No remorse. No hope for redemption. As empires crumble and heroes die screaming, a single truth spreads across the stars: The Sovereign of Devouring has returned. He is no man. No god. No monster. He is extinction itself.

||Wanna see your favourite WC winning footballer as a VILLAIN????|| Bernd Leno did not know whom he was getting married with. After lifting the veil, all the things started ascending his desires. The Love between them showed a fleeting sorcery. With the tenacious past, their married life went like a fortunate hail. 'Expectations prevail in miseries.' • Story highlights: 'I ended my beliefs in his eyes.' 'Things were wise between us, never let us ask. As it was all UNKNOWN, not unseen.' 'I feel like, today's pain is the result of yesterday's happiness.' 'There's just a meter gap between us. Which was feeling like millions.' 'The far I can go from him, the long it will be better for me.' 'Why do we always love the person who never loves us back?' _______________________ Do u want to see a new ship?! It's your Luka Modric with Bernd Leno ^^

Long gone was the age of the gods… Long gone are those tales that lived through time and defied fate itself… Olympus has fallen, and the pantheon crumbled, like a temple with no pillars or a home that no longer served its purpose. The last ballad has been sung, and glory withered like a dying flower on the incoming winter. Fire, ash, and blood reigned supreme when the secret was revealed. The vulture and the owl—two opposites, the different sides of the same coin, rivals who defied the common status quo of “once an enemy, will always be enemies.” But what if love all of a sudden came at them? Piercing through their souls that even the goddess of love’s prowess could never fathom such a circumstance. The war and wisdom—the deities who were deemed too similar yet too different at the same time. What if those stories about them were nothing more than figments of a mortal’s imagination? What if the character was no more—the loathing gone, and what remained was an unexpected understanding towards each other? Ares and Athena—what if something sparked between them and defied the order of Olympus?

The world is broken. Gods have grown bored,flesh-metal machines dream of sloughed skin and severed sinew. Souls are just fuel. In the ruins of a war-torn Earth, two figures carve separate paths through madness: Cassiel, a self-loathing wanderer who longs to be a hero but can't escape his own delusions, and Ramiel, a machine forged for war, desperate to find purpose beyond violence. As sinners become prophets, and monstrous gods twist desire into doctrine, Cassiel is forced to confront what heroism truly means, while Ramiel wages war against his creator—the Soul grinder, the living god-machine that birthed him. Their stories orbit a dying world, collapsing inward toward a shared question: if everything is built to destroy, can anything be saved? Story available on Inkitt as well as royal road.

In the city of Aurelis, perfection is not aspiration-it is law. Emotion is an error. Laughter is noise. A shoelace undone is a declaration of humanity-a term now synonymous with flawed. Eira was born into flawlessness but lives in quiet defiance. She smiles when no one is looking. She wonders why her heart aches when her parents pass by without recognition. She remembers... and she shouldn't. When a strange boy-Kael-appears with eyes that still carry grief, Eira's secret world begins to unravel. Their bond isn't revolution. It's worse: it's connection. In Aurelis, that's enough to be erased. As surveillance tightens and the lines between memory and programming blur, Eira must confront the truth: Maybe being human isn't the flaw. Maybe it's the cure.

In a world full of magic and wonder, Aisha is a girl born without a soul. Bitter and self-loathing, Aisha is unable to experience empathy, rendering her alone. But her life changes when she falls helplessly in love with a kind girl, forcing her to confront challenges she has never before, while grappling with her newfound attachments. Join Aisha as she learns to change and grow, in the midst of a world mired in conflict. Encountering monsters, demons, and worse, she must pull herself up from the depths of despair, to chase the last ember of hope and love she might ever hold. (GL Story)

He narrows his green eyes at me as he leans back, folding his arms across his chest, "We're really going to do this again, aren't we?" "What do you mean?" I ask, annoyed. "This little game where you pretend to hate me, when I really know you're just in love with me," he replies, smirking. I scoff and roll my eyes, "In love?" I laugh loudly, "With you? No. I loathe you." Hating Jordan Gallagher was just so easy... "It's not that I don't believe in love. I just don't think it's meant for people like me."- Jordan Gallagher “Sometimes the people who hurt us the worst are the ones we need the most.”- Elyse Gates

In this magic-suffused land, a girl had been forgotten by the world in a quiet corner. Clad in black, solitary as a weed pushing through stone cracks, she’d endured eighteen harsh winters and summers—lonely, stubborn, unseen. No one knew her true name. To them, she was only "Blackie": the magicless one, the world's outsider. On her eighteenth year, a thread of dark mana, unlike anything before, stirred within her. Like lightning cleaving through a chaotic dream, it illuminated her path in an instant. Calm shattered—pursuit by black-clad figures erupted at the station, the gates of a prestigious magic academy swung open unexpectedly, and figures cloaked in secrets stepped into the dim light of her existence. From overlooked dust to the storm's eye… Her magic adventure was quietly beginning. "Take my mother's surname, Vane. So call me... Ellis Vane." The girl reached for the quill, its tip trailing shards of starlight in the twilight.

Looking blankly at the pavilion in front of him and the box of delicate cakes, Wei Lian arrived at a conclusion: He better jump at the river. It may be painful but it'll save him from future problems. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wei Lian have always thought that transmigration, rebirth, and all it's synonyms are IMPOSSIBLE. Well, reality has always loved proving him right and slapping him in the face. But could anyone tell him into which novel or era he had transmigrated to?!! Where's his system? Where's his golden finger?! And what's with this man who's full of contradictions ahh? Leave him alone, He's straight as a ruler!! He wants to file a complaint! This poor, humble, undergrad psychology student can't take any more of this!!

Kael, once a rising warrior destined for the Grand Order, had his dreams shattered when Vespera, a ruthless Vampire Monarch, turned him into a vampire to spite his mentor, Lord Alaric. Unable to kill him out of respect for Alaric, the alliance of Castle Lords exiled Kael to a remote citadel on the edge of their domain a forgotten stronghold of a deceased lord. Now an outcast, Kael struggles to adapt to his new vampiric nature, feeding alongside Vespera and loathing every moment. Though he can no longer become the strongest human, he resolves to become the strongest vampire. Surrounded by suspicion and danger, Kael must confront conspiracies, defend his territory, and prepare for an inevitable clash with Vampires and the darkness within himself.

All he did was make fun of the author for his terrible writing. How was he supposed to know that the author was a god and that he would be punished by getting transmigrated into the body of the most loathed character in the novel — the shitty side villain that was cursed by all the readers for sexually harassing one of the female protagonists. "Fuck." [How to Redeem a Trashy Side Villain — Rebooted Version]

All he did was make fun of the author for his terrible writing. How was he supposed to know that the author was a god and that he would be punished by getting transmigrated into the body of the most loathed character in the novel — the shitty side villain that was arrested for sexually harassing one of the female protagonists. "Fuck."

For those of you reading this, I'm a novelist, a writer, call me what you will. I love creating stories, but I've always wondered what would happen if I ever found myself stuck in a world of my own making. To be honest, I usually dislike the romance genre, but right now, I'm writing one of them—or am I? This is a twisted tale of a person who is about to experience unimaginable suffering for the rest of their life. Let's see what it brings to our hearts; it should be interesting. If you have the courage to stick with it until the end, please do. Akira Tsukihara is a struggling romance novelist trapped in a cycle of churning out saccharine, uninspired stories. Her life in a sweltering Japanese apartment is already a constant battle with mediocrity, a struggle compounded by her eerie building security guard and demanding editor. Akira secretly loathes the fluffy, unrealistic tales she churns out, feeling her soul dwindle with every clichéd happy ending she pens. But then, a shockwave hits her stagnant routine. Her latest novel, "The Fallen Kingdom of Seraphis"—a story she finally thought was getting somewhere—suddenly faces a copyright infringement lawsuit. The accusation? It's an blatant copy of an older, popular novel. Her editor, a bumbling, self-absorbed bear of a man, abandons her, leaving Akira to fight an seemingly insurmountable legal team alone. A mixture of anger, disbelief, and a desperate need to prove her innocence compels Akira to reluctantly begin reading the allegedly plagiarized work, "Hearts Bound in Starlight and Ruin." As she delves deeper into its pages, far more sinister events begin to unfold. Strange phenomena plague her apartment, from drastic temperature drops in the middle of summer and inexplicable buffering screens to an unsettling feeling of being watched. Then, a blinding light erupts from her laptop, consuming her whole. Akira awakens in a world reeking of mud, misery, and medieval despair. Her body is no longer her own but that of a gaunt, oddly white-haired young peasant girl. The horrifying reality dawns on her: she hasn't simply been transported to another world; she has been reincarnated into the very story she detested—a world that reflects the harsh realities she unintentionally created. Her forced fantasy has become a terrifying new reality. Can she survive the stark, unromantic world she unconsciously penned? Or is this the ultimate punishment for a writer who loathed her own creations?

“What if the only person who can save the world… is the version of you that wants it to burn?” In a crumbling world on the edge of collapse, 21-year-old Ash Verdan is broke, alone, and desperate. When he agrees to test a mysterious device in exchange for quick cash, he doesn’t expect to wake up in a parallel universe—one where he’s powerful, dangerous, and wanted. But that version of him—Ashen Virel—won’t give up control easily. As timelines begin to collapse and identities blur, Ash must confront the terrifying truth: the apocalypse isn’t coming. It’s already here—and it’s wearing his face. Dark powers. Twisted timelines. One universe must fall. This is the echo of the rift. And this is the rise of the second self. ---

This is just a way for me to express myself. And who knows? Maybe someone in the audience understands me :) I just want everyone to know that no matter what you’re going through, there will always be someone there for you TW: mentions of self harm, suicidal, grooming, narcissism, racism, hatred, self hatred, triggers, you get the point

Hoshi Carmen Takada-Santos, better known as Hoshi Santos, might seem to be an ordinary biracial high school student living in Nara City, Japan, but his other self, the serious, strong, and cold Kuro, is a strong warrior who wields a scythe as his weapon. It’s been 4 years since his father, a Filipino shaman named Louis Santos, had died after banishing an evil entity, only known as Master Black Blood, into the underworld for his atrocities, Hoshi had to hide and conceal Kuro from anyone for his safety. But, Master Black Blood’s son, Master Demon Blood, would do anything to avenge for his father’s banishment from the overworld, and this also means killing Hoshi. This demonic entity also employs the help of Sha Sakiyama, a mercenary and expert on the use of shadow, to get rid of Hoshi. But, Hoshi isn’t alone in fighting the evil forces. His classmate, a reclusive and introverted ninja named Bokuto Sakata, decided to help him out because his father was a close acquaintance of Louis, and a girl named Saki Mizoguchi, who was secretly a mage and had a long family lineage of the use of magic. Dive into the world of both magic and modernity as their quest against the evil supernatural forces begins to unravel.

[Mature Content] Living his whole life in regret and self-loathing, Hirvan took his last breath thinking he had paid his debts by sacrificing his life for his two sons. However, opening his eyes again, he found himself in a young boy’s body. Can he live for himself this time? ******* First day at university: Other students: Ahhhhhh, it's senior Angel! Thank you, God, for letting us attend the same uni as our male god! Hirvan: Oh, My cute little Yuze. Others: ???? During the orientation: Student 1: What’s with our luck? My husband is going to give us a speech! Studant2: Ren MengSheng, my Idol! I can die in peace! Hirvan: Oh, Son, don’t be nervous. Daddy is here! Others: WTF! In a business seminar at the university: Student 1: That's the legend of the business world! Elian Ashford! Student 2: He is the wealthiest man of the year! Student 3: The most wanted bachelor for the past ten years! Hirvan: Tsk, the cheap father of mine. Others: Whaaaattt???

Born of a forbidden union between two ancient enemies, he was cast away at birth—a child never meant to exist. Marked by a fate that even gods fear, hunted by demons, and loathed by mortals, his very existence threatens the balance of the world. But destiny cannot be silenced. With a mysterious system awakening within him, and bloodlines that defy the natural order, he will carve his own path through betrayal, bloodshed, and divine judgment. Follow the journey of a young man who rises from the shadows of abandonment to challenge the heavens and shatter the laws of existence. Witness the rise of the one and only—Divine Demon.

The Grand Duke of the Empire has one ambition: to be the ultimate villain of all eras. But why is it that every villainous scheme he concocts ends up backfiring? He tries to poison the Crown Prince. Ends up healing said Prince's chronic illness and earns himself a loyal follower. He tries to steal the Grand General's new woman. Ends up rescuing a captive slave and earns himself a nominal fiancée. He tries to take over the church. Ends up culling a demon cult and earns himself a holy army. He tries to destroy the world. Ends up saving it.

We follow Lycia's story and how she ventured into the unknown, determined to discover the secrets of her past and embrace her true self, whatever that may be.

Ajax Vincent—a twenty-three-year-old monster hunter—was about to retire from his job when the most important woman in his life disappeared, leaving behind his step-sister, a series of unexplained events even by his standards, and a vortex with him smack in the middle of it. This is an Urban Fantasy, Progression Novel. It doesn't inherently belong to a genre but is a mix of fantasy, detective, romance, and horror genres. This novel will have a harem, but it will be synonymous with real-life polygamy as opposed to its traditional WebNovel equivalents. Other things to expect: -Creative Twists of classic tropes and archetypes. -Monsters based on myths. -Complicated character dynamics. Chapter length: -1k words at least, uploading daily.

He ruined her family. She vowed never to forgive him. But when her brother’s hospital bills trap her in a desperate corner, she’s forced into a cold contract marriage… To none other than Ethan Wolfe, the ruthless billionaire who destroyed her life. He wants obedience. She wants revenge. But between closed doors and fiery arguments, lines begin to blur. What happens when hate turns into something dangerously addictive?

Empire of Veyl lies in ash and ruin. Rift-Storms split the sky, vomiting horned horrors that feast on cities already starving. The last thing anyone trusts is a pretty face—especially Kio Valaryn’s. Once the throne’s deadliest spy, Kio is branded a traitor after refusing to torture an innocent child for intel. Dragged to a public beheading amid lightning-lit rubble, she expects the blade… until a towering abyss-beast crashes the scaffold, claws dripping violet fire, and claims her with a single, possessive word: “Mine.” The collision awakens the Ero-Thread Nexus—a forbidden system tattooed across Kio’s skin. Each consensual bond with a rift-spawned sovereign threads their power into her body: -Vaun, the Abyss-Wolf King Shadow-warp & bone-crushing strength -Seraph Aurelion, Rust-Wing Fallen Halo-blight that scorches armies -Nyxara, Tide-Drake Leviathan City-drowning tidal command Seven monsters exist. Seven threads will let Kio reseal the rifts or tear reality apart. But every surge of borrowed power pushes the Nexus toward overload—and stamps a death-countdown rune over her heart. Hunted by zealots, bounty guilds, and the crown she once served, Kio must navigate desire as lethal as any battlefield. To survive, she’ll wield passion like a dagger, turning monsters into allies, lovers, and weapons—while the ruins of Veyl burn around them. In a world where pleasure fuels apocalypse and love is a loaded gun, can the Rift-Maiden chain the darkness—or will the darkness chain her?