Inferno High - Chapter 15
You fear and loathe me because of something i can't change. i'm in here because of you, nothing you say can make me change my mind. but maybe i could say something. i could, i don't want to, but i could. no, i need to focus.
Internals (Poem)
My mind is a formless cavern i wander through it, lost, curious but through the black, i sense a pattern and the thoughts press outward, furious stress, anxiety, loathing, trepidation i look upon the shifting axons, nausea images and memories vex me,
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 42: Intoxicated
Octaviano knew there were other unclean methods that this family did to gain its wealth, but he seemed to loathe this operation twice as much as he loathed the other methods combined. his son was a master of words, giuseppe knew that.
Duty Chapter 2
She hated that look, and loathed his distrust of motungo. "don't tell him cellista. i've told you he's nothing but a blight on the covenant. the last thing you want as the head of the covenant is to shame us all with his presence."
Tale of a Lost Hero
It was soft, softer than the rough wool that was cheaper, but i loathed how it scratched my skin. after my tunic, i walked over to my cache of weapons.
Orphaned Memories
Getting this pain in my chest, this feeling of self loathing and pity for something i knew i could never change. i didn't like to be this way, or spend my glorious nighttime hours moping and wallowing.
Behind Those Mountains
Did they live and long and loathe, only to find those sands they've inherited? i watch them still, and they watch me.
Tears of the Oryx
He is the hatred and loathing that burned through my veins at all the injustice in my life. he is the pain from my past that i never quite managed to express. he is the embodiment of my darkest places.
Chapter 60: The Old Timer
Avi was just another reason for him to loath keme. it made seleste a little sick.
Changed Fates: Crola - Chapter 1
"crola, i appreciate your desire for peace, but there's nothing you could do right now," his mother said, "if you loathe violence, why attend the academy?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 98
There was no word, not even in the old tongue, that could express her hatred and loathing. it was ander filling the sky, his filthy brown shade of fox fur stretching from horizon to horizon like dirty clouds filled with mudwater.
Between Winters, Part VI
Rosalee was wrecked with grief, and ashton found that he was no longer welcome in the settlement, so he took to the road again, and the following months had been a haze of drinking, fighting and self-loathing.