Forehead Insult Novels & Stories

My wrath increases with every fucking second. "Thea, please. Stop. Stop before John shows up. What are you gonna tell him?" She seethes. I groan, slamming myself on the bed and grabbing the edge tight. My heart is pounding against my chest. My entire body keeps getting hotter and hotter. "How dare he! How dare he insult me again?" I grunt under my breath, recalling that shitty scenario when he behaved so rudely to me. It was so fucking humiliating. No one. No one ever insulted me the way that he did.

I pinched his neck, leaving a mark. And I'm not yet satisfied! I stepped on his foot with my expensive high heels. The ugly old man seemed unfazed! Doesn't it hurt? He does not react at all. He's getting on my nerves. But never! I will not give him the satisfaction of being happy. "Your ugly thick-skinned face is so tough and hard, huh!" Sorry for the insult, but I'm not sorry at all. He deserves it. The ugly fool just laughed. "Yes, it's getting hard, so don't provoke me, baby!" His voice is teasing me.

she told him. “Are you insulted?” He asked without feeling remorse. She had enough of his nastiness and without thinking twice, she kicked his groin under the coffee table with extra care not to spill the content on her mug. “That’s how I react to an insult,” she sneered at the man who tried to endure the pain without being noticed by anyone else in the coffee shop.

"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!"

I walk closer to where he’s standing by the counter and take a seat beside him. "You look like a madwoman, which is surprising." He says, popping a grape into his mouth. "How do I look like a madwoman?" "Look at yourself." I know my hair is in disarray, and my makeup is messed up, but I doubt my appearance is bad enough to call me a madwoman. Axel is probably just looking for an excuse to insult me. Realizing this, I slap the back of his head. "Insult me again, and it won't be the back of your head I’ll hit." I threaten, rolling my eyes at him before stealing a grape from his bowl.

Are you intelligent at all? There it was, the insult. I am going to kill her next. My wolf agreed. I’ll let her rant while counting the insults in the next five messages that she sent, because every insult that spewed from her was going to be the number of times that I was going to smash her face. I was so pissed. -Unknown: Fuck! They could be on to you by now. You had better run as far as you can. Bitch, I am not going down with you.

She bent forward just as I straightened. Our foreheads collided with a sickening crack that sent stars circling behind my eyes. “Oh, my fucking world,” I groaned. “Ouch!” She staggered back, both hands pressed to her forehead. I clutched my forehead with one hand, my eye with the other, breathing through the pain radiating through my skull. This had to be karma. Some cosmic punishment for being an asshole, delivered via physical comedy that would’ve been funny if it didn’t hurt so much.

Indecent fellow. I went straight to our room to refresh. I literally want to wash away his hands on me. Disgusting idiot. I spoke what flashed on my mind. But now I feel a little bad for him. Now-a-days, it’s quite common for people to do friendly hugs. He did it just like that. I'm not used to it. Besides, I should have avoided it and told him a little politely. It now seems to me that I insulted him in front of his friend.

The force sent him stumbling back again, crashing into a display cabinet behind him with a thud. Immediately after, Jennifer turned and slapped Alan hard across the face. The sharp crack echoed throughout the quiet store, sounding particularly harsh. Everyone seemed stunned by the turn of events. Alan covered his face, staring at Jennifer in disbelief as tears streamed down his cheeks. His voice trembled, filled with humiliation and despair. "Y-you slapped me?" Jennifer's expression darkened ominously, her gaze icy and devoid of warmth. "Get lost!" she hissed, her voice dripping with impatience. "I've got nothing to do with you. If you keep making up lies, I'll sue you for defamation!"

And just like that, he turns and climbs up the stairs to the hall. Only one with higher power can silence a lecturer this way. I gulp. ... Words/phrases and their meaning: * Na over-familiarity dey bring insult — over-familiarity breeds contempt * Just say it pain you — just say my comeback hurt you