Insult Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Harry ground his teeth angrily. He vigorously typed out, "I don't usually insult people, but you deserve it! You must be an orphan who's never felt the warmth of a family, so I won't hold it against you. But if I see you again… Just wait and see. You'll end up with a criminal record!" The viewers left their thoughts in the chat room. "Huh? Is that supposed to be an insult?" "The kid is being way too gentle with his insults. People like him should experience the evils of society."

"Turns out you're just a ridiculously attractive idiot." He nearly choked on his wine. Quin set his glass down carefully, the soft clink of crystal against the tablecloth cutting through the quiet hum of the restaurant. "Idiot?" he repeated, a hint of mock offense in his voice. I grinned. "A very attractive idiot." "That sounds kinda worse." "It wasn't meant as an insult." " But I feel insulted." "You'll survive." He shook his head, but the smile never quite left his face, softening the sharp lines of his features in the warm restaurant lighting.

INSULTING? PLEASE INSULT ME. INSULT ME AGGRESSIVELY. INSULT ME WITH ENTHUSIASM. BRING A BUCKET OF MONEY AND DUMP IT ON MY HEAD. I WILL THANK YOU PROFUSELY. I WILL WRITE YOU A HEARTFELT THANK-YOU LETTER. I WILL FRAME IT AND HANG IT IN MY LIVING ROOM. Outwardly, however, Nina maintained perfect composure, her expression serene despite the chaos raging inside."Oh," she said with practiced politeness, her voice steady."That's very thoughtful of you."

a professional Beau. She knows that sitting next to each other is just a business thing, nothing more and if you think that there's something more to it than just business then that's a personal issue. You know Beau you’ve been in this business for a while yet you are acting so juvenile when it comes to basic things like sitting and walking. Why is that? Are you jealous? Jealousy over business things won't get you far and makes everyone around you uncomfortable. We should be acting like professionals, not arguing like juveniles." Beau asked, "Fress, will you continue to insult me in front of a complete stranger?" Fress scoffed, answering, "Insult you? When did I insult you Beau? I would nev

he sad, insulting me. "What? What did you say?" He repeated what he told me. "I said, your name is good to hear, but your face is not good to see. It's full of annoyance!" He laughed so loud. He insulted me again, and I felt furious. If I can't control myself, I'll punch him so hard. He's fortune that I'm not a bad person like him, but if I'm a bad person like him, I'm going to publicly humiliate him.

" An insult? How is that an insult? You wanted to patronize didn't you?" " With that ridiculous price?" " It's ridiculous because you can't afford it, don't aim for something you can't afford, I clearly told you she was a no-go area," " Is this how you run your business? By insulting your clients and humiliating them?" " In what way did I humiliate you?" he feigned genuine expression, " In every way," Kesler fumed, raising his voice and glaring at Larsen, " telling me I can't afford it, calling ridiculous prices for a slave like she's some sort of treasure."

He asked me furiously and quickly brushed my hands off him. "How does it feel like to get insulted by a common beta?" I asked him. "Hurts like hell if you are innocent." He replied and I turned to look into his eyes. What the hell does he mean by that? Was he already trying to insinuate that I wasn't innocent if I got shaded by a Beta? "Guess who just got insulted today? Well, you are the one who just got insulted today. So tell me, would you be guilty or innocent in this?" I asked him.

What a gentleman he is! I scoff at his brazen insults. I held my breath, preparing myself. What can I say back? That he’s far from a mister? Or maybe he’s not that special? Or he looks lousy in that gold mask. I have lots of insults. I smirk before finally releasing everything. “You—” Squawk! Oh goddess . . . I turn to look at the window just behind the barista’s corner, and there it was. Standing in its beautiful and prideful posture as it leans tilted on the window as though it will fall.

"What? Not my fault you're dumb and you're bringing a diary into your bag at school. You know everyone hated you so it should be you keeping one eye open for your haters." "As if you aren't hated by everyone as well? Illegitimate daughter of the senator. Home wrecker and a shame to the well respected conservative family!" I chuckled hearing his classic and signature insult to me for a very long time. And then I observed myself... Before, I'd instantly flame up once I hear that from him. And most likely, I'd still have the very same reaction if I hear that from someone else. But it's him. And somehow, that insult has watered down to an inside joke between us two.

It made me uncomfortable. "Really?" My eyes widened in shock. Casper? Who would have thought? "I know you were expecting something like Hunter, Slade or even Mad Dog. Well sorry to disappoint, I have a completely normal name." He chuckled, downing a glass of wine in one gulp. Unmannerly taking mine, he downed it as well. I held my hands up in surrender. "No offense intended, I just expected something a little more-" "Tough? Chilling?" I looked down and nodded.