Best Insults Names Novels & Stories

the three identical triplets would have gotten a pop up info like "JOHN_WICK killed your teammate using AKG-14" "Teachers' pet, I can see you are hiding behind your momma, ain't you gonna stand up to me and be a man,Maaaaggoot?", he spewed out, stressing the "Maggot". I'm used to the name though, it's one of the least things he does amongst others. "Hasn't he insulted you enough?. There comes a day in one's life when he stands up and takes the bull by the horn, today can be that day..."

“Precisely! So enough with the bowing and whimpering. I don’t care to see such demonstrations from capable wolves like yourself.” Another compliment. At least, I think it is. I’ve experienced all kinds of insults, my least favorite being those twisted from words of praise. They sting the worst for some reason. But I know that’s not what he’s trying to do. What I don’t know is why he’s being so kind and how I should respond to this kindness. “Then who would you like to see groveling at your feet?” I ask, with a smile in my voice and on my face. “I’m sure you have someone in mind.”

But here it was, happening right before me. "I can't believe she's this desperate" a loud voice came through from the crowd. "Wow! What a shameless slut." another said. "I am glad he didn't fall for lies" "It's a good thing he exposed her." "What a cheap slut" "She must be a weakling!" "This family is a disgrace to our pack." The insults kept coming and I couldn't be any more humiliated.

Now the blonde grabbed Alex's collar and made his head look up even more. "You are too arrogant sir. Here you are no longer the famous rich businessman. You're just like us. Rubbish! You're trash that everyone will soon forget you, no matter how rich you used to be.” “Slugish...” Now Alex knew that the blonde's name was Slugish. For God's sake, that was the weirdest name he'd ever heard in his life. “How about we do something to him? We haven't been—"

“Slut!” “I think the perfect name for her is “nymphomaniac”, because no one would have sex that many men if they weren't a nymphomaniac.” “They're destroying her!” Tessa remarks and I expect to see a big smile on her face when I look at her, but there's none. There's a disgusted look on her face as she watches the girls annihilate Rhea with insults. She's not pleased with what's going on.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

Frederick feigned innocence and countered, "Calling someone 'brain-dead' is an insult? Let's ask everyone then. Did I insult him? You're just bullying me because I'm new." Marsh said coldly, "Don't try to twist things. 'Brain-dead' means 'idiot,' doesn't it? Isn't that an insult?" Frederick widened his eyes and replied, "Oh my, I didn't realize 'brain-dead' meant 'idiot'! I thought it meant having an intellectual disability." Marsh snapped angrily, "Isn't that the same thing?"

He is. "Oh look, the hooker is here." I look over and see Quincy and Geni sliding into the seats next to me. "What's up, twatface?" I respond to Geni's jab. I'm not sure when we started trading insults, but she seems to get a kick out of the different names I can call her so I keep doing it. In a really weird way, it has seemed to bridge the gap between our differences. "Ooh! Twatface," she says. "I like that one. Did you get a list of insults off the internet?"

He paused, then added evenly, “I won’t deny that I admired her long before that. But I can assure you, any pursuit on my part was above board.” “As for those accusations,” Aaron let out a faint, humorless laugh, though his eyes were icy. “Let’s just say the consequences he’s facing are of his own making.” Unsurprisingly, the press conference sent the trending topics into overdrive once again. Nicolas’ burner account posts were dug up and plastered all over the internet by Aaron’s PR team and turned into meme-worthy headlines that mocked him mercilessly. He even earned himself a new nickname: “The Bitter Ex.”

He took several steps away from us until he was out of hearing distance, but he made sure I was still in his view. "They don't respect you." Getting down to business, it was. What happened to 'hey', 'hi', 'my name is'? "Malen'kaya ital'yanskaya shlyukha." He dropped his menacing gaze down to me. "Little Italian whore. That's what they call you." I fought the urge to roll my eyes. I expected them to be hostile, so their disgusting words didn't faze me. They could've gotten more creative with the insults, though.