Insufferable In A Sentence Novels & Stories

His cologne is even sharper this close and I subtly inhale. “I don’t waste time on things that aren’t worth it,” he says. There’s a shift in his expression now. There’s no longer amusement there but something unreadable. Something that should’ve had me running in the opposite direction. His words should irritate me. And they do. There’s nothing I hate more than arrogant, insufferable people. I could easily move past him. It’s not like he can do anything to stop me, especially in a party full of people.

My heart sank in my chest. With an air of superiority, Christopher spoke, his words laced with a venomous undertone. "I've given it a lot of thought," he sneered. "And the best way to punish you is not by firing you, but by keeping you trapped in this house. I am utterly disgusted at the mere thought of discussing an increase in your income with my parents." His disdain cut through me like a knife, exacerbating the guilt already festering within.

"Don't you have any decency? Can't you help a person in need?" He scoffed, "Decency is overrated," a smug grin plays on his lips, which tells me that he is enjoying it a little too much and my thoughts are proved when he adds, "Besides, I find your struggle quite amusing." I shot him a scathing look. "You're insufferable." "Guilty as charged," he quipped, leaning against a tree. His legs crossed and arms crossed over his chest. A surge of frustration gripped me, its physical manifestation tightening my jaw until it felt like steel and sending a pulsating ache through my temples.

Hell, this was a textbook example of hubris. Javier sniggered. “Goddamn. You really like the smell of your own farts, don’t you?” Thorin sneered. “What am I supposed to do when my farts smell better than everyone else’s cologne without even trying? No one’s ever been able to top me anyway. God, sometimes I feel so tired of winning and being at the top.” He was insufferable. A totally insufferable piece of sh*t who was just begging for someone to rearrange his face. Before Javier could rise to the occasion, though, someone else made their move.

Clearly he is choosing not to see my suffering. “I have a lot of power right now. It could be some kind of residual magic that has somehow affected you. I’m not sure,” he says carelessly, as if it can all be explained away by that simple answer. I’m almost infuriated by the insinuation that I should be okay with this now. “So that’s it?” I question, visibly dumbfounded. “Are you going to make it stop or what? I can’t live like this any longer.” “I can reign it in-“

I thought that they would be friends, but nope, Raven drives her crazy. "Mrs. Gering, I would like you to interview Blake Harper today. I would, but I am tired of the women drooling all over me," I say trying to sound very serious. "Daddy, if you rub some mud on your face the women wouldn't look at you anymore," Sydney says as she crunches on her toast. I look to Mrs. Gering then to Alfred who both have huge smirks on their faces. Of course Sydney says the strangest things at times.

I embrace it. “Ugh.” Inhaling deeply, he lets out a guttural growl as he shoves me away with a forceful grunt. I hit the ground with a thud, completely disoriented and letting out a loud shriek. I long for the sensation of his touch, and my lips pout in frustration at the distance. “Are you finding this enjoyable? I find this unbearable, and my loathing towards you, insufferable human, is correspondingly more pronounced. It displeases me that I must touch you to feel strong.”

Sophia said with an incredulous expression. "Yes, you heard me right! You are so fucking insolent and the irony is that you are unwilling to change. I'm sure most of my staff doesn't like you and you probably know but yet you don't care..." Alpha Vicker paused as she cut in. "Why should I care about useless servants that have nothing to their names? They are all beneath me! They should count themselves lucky that they are living in a mansion that they probably see as a paradise on earth. All your staff is nothing but a bunch of wretched lazy gossips and I want you to sack all of them but you have vehemently refused..." she paused as Alpha Vicker interrupted.

-“You can’t imagine how sorry I am about it!” -“Ok.” -“Ok? Is that all what you have to say?” -“I am sorry but I am very tired. I would like to get some sleep, if you don’t mind.” -“But I…..I have so much things to tell you” -“I am sorry but it’s not the time nor the place to make such conversations” -“What? How can you be so insensible?” -“You dare to accuse me as insensible when you treated me so badly all this time? Really?”

I could see anger rising in his eyes. I waited for him to open his mouth and hurt me with his cruel words that he has been holding back. He took a few steps towards me and soon he was standing just a strand away from me. "Why are you becoming so fucking insufferable?" His words were like a slap on my face. Insufferable. So that's what I have become to him. Good thing now I know what he thinks and feels about me. "Abram--" Charlotte yelled. "Then leave me," I whispered, my voice trembling. He didn't say anything, but I could see his resolve breaking apart.