Arabic Insults Novels & Stories

Karim was so angry with her that anyone would think that what he was saying was true. Yassi couldn't help but smirk at him. "Look in the mirror, Karim. Look at your face and see if a woman will like you. Only stupid women will only like you are the women who pay for the pleasure!" she insulted him. His face darkened when he heard her insult. He was about to kick her but she splashed the coffee in front of him. "Try to come over and I will pour this hot coffee in your face," she angrily threatened him "No one will like you because your behavior is ugly and your face is even uglier!"

In response, she murmured something barely audible in her native tongue. I took measured steps toward her, my presence growing more imposing as I closed the distance. Anger seethed within me like a smoldering fire "Don't whisper at me in Arabic" I seethed, frustration dripping from each word "That particular tactic never fails to grate on my nerves" Her retort was swift, laced with a bitterness that matched my own mounting resentment "And what should I call your behavior? Or should I address every move you've made since dinner began? I can't believe how he was right!"

Fabiola repositioned herself and said something in Old Kingdom Hittite. "Your blood is the fecal matter of cats and dogs; unworthy of your station at arms." Fabiola had this smug, superior look ruining her classically beautiful Italian features. Buffy was angry yet hampered by not being able to understand the insult. I scanned about. "Tigger," I called out. She was the closest. She quickly gained visual permission by her trainer for the day and jogged to Buffy's area. "Tigger what does '****' mean?" I relayed Fabiola's insult, in Old Hittite, to Tigger. "Fabiola said it to Buffy and I think it is the same language she used on Tuesday."

“Did Dara call Alan a piece of shit?” Sighing, Isabella glances at the floor. “Yes. She didn’t mean– Okay, she did mean it, but she was just… very upset about all the things that happened. I’m sorry. I told her not to do it again and she promised she wouldn’t. Please don’t hate her,” Isabella adds, not caring about how pathetic she sounds. “She’s my friend and she can’t help what she said.” “I don’t hate her,” Archibald says calmly. “But I’d prefer if she didn’t insult my family. I’m glad your friends are defending you, baby, but there are different ways to do that. And nobody needs to use insults to voice criticism.”

She is treating him like an animal. " Be in your limit, you low lying shit," Zoya api insulted Abbu and I couldn't tolerate it anymore. I screamed at her angrily," Leave my father, you bitch. Leave him. How dare you insult him like that!" " Why are you still standing? Take her and throw her behind the bar," She ordered the inspector again giving me an angry glare.

Both Arzal and Nathan frowned, hearing him. "Yeah.. and throw you from this hill for giving such a f#cking excellent idea," Arzal spat. "F#cking," Now Arzal was stunned when he heard his little azure eyes enchantress saying that word. "F#cking… f… f#cking," She hiccupped while giggling. "Sephi, that's a bad word. Don't say it," Nathan sent a glare to Arzal for saying it in front of his little sister. Arzal gulped and gave him an apologetic grin.

"I'm not annoying her." "What do you mean, no?" I glared at him. "Every time you see me, you insult me. My name is Fatima, but you call me by the name ‘Fat’! Then you will say that my car is too pitiful because the tires are flat. Does the sensible man do that? Every time you see me, you make fun of me!" You are a liar! In my mind. "You're bad, Kier." "Very ungentlemanly…"

He said in a not so friendly voice. "Insulting is when you make up things to hurt other people," I said. My lips formed a wide grin as the feisty side of me fully came out. "I am stating facts, Lord Damon," I said in an erotic way. At the back of my mind, my mouth is already hanging down from laughing so hard.

I yelled in anger and I didn't see it coming when his hand landed on my face with a hard slap. “How dare you?! How dare you raise your voice at me?!” My eyes burned, my mouth wobbled but I refused to let the tears fall. I wasn't going to give them that satisfaction. “Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Do you know how disgusting and ugly you look?” He sneered and all I did was stand there and take his insult. "And you had to fucking come through my bloodline, do you know how embarrassing that is?! And as if that wasn't enough humiliation, you don't have a fucking wolf!”

I winced. Dante’s voice cut the air first, low and clipped, every word polished like a blade. “You absolute idiot. Lying there bleeding out like some common fool who cannot even manage the basic decency of summoning aid. Do you possess no sense whatsoever?” The insult landed hard, wrapped in that posh accent that made everything sound superior. Heat rushed to my face, anger overriding the fog.