Best Insults Names Novels & Stories

"Wretch? Bastard? Bastard? Trashy? You can say those words or more, I don't care. If there's one thing I have to thank my family for, it's for raising me by saying so many ugly things to me, they don't hurt me anymore. >> Rather, I see it as a desperation to win a lost dispute. Because when there are no more arguments to defend oneself, insult is the only way out. But, you have a way out; hand over what doesn't belong to you" I say smiling and that makes the man in front of me look at me with anger. "Malnacida!"

she cursed with so much bitterness in her voice. Alex turned to look at her, this time around straight in the eye, " how about you pearl? What makes you think you are any different? If she is a gold digging bitch, then you are more worse than her, has anyone ever told you that you are not only a gold digging bitch you are a shamelessly, trashy, spoilt and a big disgrace to womanhood?" He smirk when he saw the look of shock on pearl's face, Alex was very sure she was not expecting him to say something like that to her, " if you speak something bad to Serena again, I will not only disgrace you publicly, I will make sure you leave Salazar family with nothing to your name, don't mess with me ste

She searched her brain for an insulting word that would match his character. He placed his thumb with a black ring on it on his lips, withholding the smile that attempted to burst free from his face. "If you're looking for an insult then feel free to use prick, or bastard, whichever suits your fancy." He aided her. She squinted her eyes, glaring intensely at him, to which he registered that she was trying not to act adorable? "You raging prick, dirtwagon, sod, nincompoop….eh…eh… this… I do not even know how much an Investigator pays and I am already rolling in debt?" Elizabeth bit down on her knuckles.

“What the hell is this? The first comment criticized my brother for not donating his money and is buying cars instead. Is that person just jealous?” After that, Jenny also tapped on the reply button and started criticizing the other person. “Jealous… He’s just terribly jealous. This netizen is disgusting… His nickname is ‘High-class Wretched Man’… It definitely suits his personality…” Jenny couldn’t help it. She hated it when other people said terrible things about her brother. She wouldn’t allow it even if it were only comments on the internet!

I walked up to the triplets, a determined look in my eyes and a sly smile lingered on my face as I walked towards them. "You know, it's really fascinating how you all think you're so superior and the best because of a little formality added to your name But let me tell you something, the only power you have is the power you allow others to have over you. You are nothing than just brats who love bullying others because they are called Royals and funny enough that name doesn't suits them or did it?" I smiled crookedly placing my hand on my lips and few person's erupted in laughter while the rest glared at me for insulting their favourite.

Stupid guy! He didn't just tag alone, he also stated some words; 'When you meet the right, hot, person. You've got it all. Fuck that useless git.' Wow. Useless? Git? Fuck? This guy was so stupid. He didn't have to insult me so bad. He at least knew I was so emotional. But duh, he didn't even care about my feelings. He was indeed a really smart, and pretentious guy. He played so bad. But thankfully, I didn't release my gem to him.

he grunted and headed down the hall, an orange backpack slung over one shoulder. I couldn’t help it. I snickered. “Mind your own business lesbo.” Jane scoffed at me. I rolled my eyes. “Real inventive, you homophobic bitch. Being called a lesbian, whether true or not, isn’t an insult. My moms are fucking awesome. But don’t worry, even if I am a muff diver, you couldn’t pay me to touch you.” I scoffed and pushed past her into English. That was these unimaginative snotty little shits best insults. They really do lack creativity. In two years of attending this school, they’ve only thrown insults at me because I have lesbian mothers or the usual ginger remarks. I heard better insults when I atten

Suddenly, just like that, a fry flew and hit me on the forehead snapping me out of the silent anxiety attack. “Stop staring off like that, it creeps me out, you freak!” He teased with a playful tone and surprisingly, I didn’t even feel offended by the name calling. After all, I did introduce myself as a freak when we first met. “Jerk,” I decided to play the ‘who gets the last insult’ game. “Bitch.” “Man-whore.” “Hoe.” “Dickhead.” “Ass-hat.” “Fucktard.” “Imbecile.”

Rocky bursts out laughing like a fucking idiot, I reach to punch his arm as hard as I can. “That’s your fault!” I complain, my brother is still laughing. I point at his dumb face and look at Farrow, “He called you a cocksucker a lot. I told him to stop.” “I called you way worse stuff, you don’t even want to know,” Rocky adds with an evil grin. Farrow is not amused, “Oh, come on, can you blame me? I’m the co-founder of the Official Farrow Hate Club, I had to come up with the best insults.”

I smiled, picturing her animated expression. "Also, Lucas is such a manipulative asshole," she continued. "Reminds me of my idiot brother William. Both of them think they're so smart when they're actually just privileged morons." "Tell me more about how much you hate Lucas," I encouraged, finding unexpected comfort in her rage. What followed was a barrage of colorful insults and creative name-calling that had me actually laughing out loud for the first time in days. "...and his eyebrows look like two caterpillars having a staring contest..." "...has the emotional intelligence of a brick..." "...couldn't find his way out of an open field..."