Arabic Insults Novels & Stories

ucking believe a slut like you.  You would be sued for defamation of Laura’s character and I hope she makes sure you rot in fuc.king jail where you fuc.king belong like a disgusting flea you  Bit.c.h  Sl.ut  W.h.ore ‘Her use of this much language is hurting my already tired brain cells. Can’t she type on sentence without the F or B words?’ I sighed as she rained colourful insults on me one after the other. Again, I was reminded that sometimes demons can look innocent and harmless, like Laura.

It could have been the mafia in there for all I knew. I had been this close to death. This close. Banging on the hood of the car three times, I went psycho, "If I could have freaking died, you stupid son of hairless baboon! I swear I would have come back and haunted you! You demented fish! Over grown Bastard!!" I knew I sucked at insults partly because I never cared to curse and partly because I really didn't have a very bright insulting vocabulary...

I blinked a couple of times, trying to process the sheer audacity of it. Raising my hand, I typed out a reply, “Nicolas, you are a complete and utter piece of trash.” Then, without hesitating, I blocked him.

“Ugh, who is this ugly bitch talking to?” “You’re a gremlin. Or maybe just a slut.” “You stutter so much… Maybe your mouth’s only good for sucking dick.” …I’m not so thick-skinned that their insults don’t hurt. They’ve been getting rather creative, and the fact they circle around me, corner me, always makes my back itch. But I’m still motivated. I won’t let them ruin my paradise, especially not for anyone else. “If you…continue. Uhm.” Huff. Breathe. “If you continue…t-this, we…we will have to call someone to remove you.”

The tension of argument was getting more heated. The words coming from their mouth is not acceptable. The words coming from our mouth is like a fire because every insult was unacceptable. "You are so jealous that my mate is much better than you," I mocked the twins. If they can say harsh words about me, then I can do that too. I can be better than their own game. I felt like leaving this place earlier, but I just found myself arguing with them. It feels like I was not supposed to let anyone insult me.

Arabella glared at Thalia as she stepped into the room. "You stupid bítch." Thalia sneered. "I don't know what they ever saw in you. A fúcking lowly human." She moved to grip her hair but Arabella was quick to notice and she slapped her hand away. "What the fúck is your problem? You don't just come in here to swear at me and assume whatever you want. I don't even know what you are talking about!" She slammed back.

And Zeke, has its on the young man. "You really are stupid" E.J uttered again. "Haven't even started a fight' then what do you call we did awhile ago? I wonder how dense, airheaded, chuckleheaded, dull, birdbrained, dim witted, knucklehead, dopey, dorky, dumb, dunderhead and brainless baboon you are." E.J said insultingly to Ezekeil. Hearing the insults, Ezekeil killing intent burst strongly, it wrapped around a fifty meter radius. The soldiers and warriors on training halted their work and unconsciously kneeled on the ground, those who couldn't withstand the force of it.

She raised her hands up for emphasis. Those words she fired at me, hurt me. And I slammed the glass of milk hard on the counter with a loud thud. "Someone like me? Who do you think you are? You think you're better than me? Have you looked yourself at the mirror lately?You look like an old roadside hag. And you're nothing but an insignificance." I retorted my insult through gritted teeth, glaring so hard her. I could feel my body invigorating for war. Because I had my ever present weapon. My mouth.

the harassment from last night replying her head , the way he had insulted Soren keep circling around her mind. Soren noticing her change of demonier tensed a bit. " Ms. Sofia need not to apologize for someone else's recklessness, some people just lack besic manners ". completing her criticism towards the future Alpha of Blood Moon Pack she smirk, secretly proud of her breviary. On the other hand Soren soul almost left his body by his bestfriend's boldness. He saw how Sofia's face lost her colour, and how serious Luciano's glare turned. He bow his head giving a silent apology while by his left hand he smack Maria's head loudly, while cursing her internally. Ohh! He so want to scream at her f

I further taunted him. "YOU! YOU IMP! DID YOU JUST CALL ME FAT!?" His grubby face turned beet-red as he fumed in his wrath, but I was not perturbed by his raging anger at all. In fact, I relished in the fact that I could throw around insults at him without a care of the world. These days, throwing around insults had become a privilege to me all on its own. Lord Vilavelt beside me was staring at the entire conundrum in muted silence. He didn't seem at all disturbed by the bedlam as well. So I took the liberty to throw in some more insults.