Insulted Synonym Novels & Stories

Astrid hissed, grasping for any insult she could find, though her words lacked the sting she intended. I shrugged, unfazed. "You’ve said that a million times already. Honestly, it's getting a little boring. If you’re going to insult me, at least be original. ‘Pathetic’ doesn’t even scratch the surface.” Kyle, who had been watching the exchange with a smug look, leaned in and whispered to howard who was seating next to him, “Burn.” His smirk hadn’t left his face, clearly amused by how easily Astrid was being unraveled. the two men looked amuse a little too amused if you ask me

“You are just a tramp and a loose woman.” Pah! Anna slapped her hard on the face. “I’ve had enough of your insults,” she said, bone-chilling cold lingering in her eyes. She grabbed Melisa’s chin, gaining her full attention. “Now listen to me, you whiny little miss, let this be the last time you will ever insult me.” Anna’s grip on Melisa’s chin tightened, her fingernails digging into Melisa. “Because I will smack the insults out of you every time you try insulting me. Yes, I may be from the streets, but I’m not a tramp. Are we clear?”

Putting my hands up to the side as I asked her. “That’s not what I’m saying, you deaf, large man.” She responded, hurling insults at me. Insults that definitely hurt to hear. “Don’t you dare,” I said back, reacting to the insult. I was deeply hurt. She had no care for how I felt. It wasn’t the fact that she used those words, it was her intention. She wanted to hurt me, in the heat of the moment. And she did alright. “And even if I was, you think you would make the cut?” She continued, ignoring my previous comment. Now she shot my heart. She just cemented the fact that she was out to hurt me.

God really had his favorites. My face threatened to burn. I put the ice pack down and glared at him. "I'm not sure if you're giving compliments or you're lowkey insulting me." Another soft laugh escaped his lips as he flipped the page. "Didn't know saying cute is already a form of insult. Since when did they change the meaning, hmm?"

He explained calmly. I sat there for a while letting his words soak in before a burst of confidence rushed through me. "Fuck you and your rules." I said in his face as I emphasized the word 'fuck' He clenched his jaw and his eyes flared with anger, but he took a deep breath before speaking. "You just got here so imma let this slide. But just know I don't do this often so do it again and I won't hesitate to slit your wrist." He said calmly as his hands rested on his temples.

The respect she has for him disappeared after realizing what he meant. "Who are you? What right do you have to insult us?" “I know what kind of people you are. You and your friend like sucking off royal blood. You must be itching to bait a rich man." Now, she is very angry. It's okay if she's the only one he's insulting, but her friend is also included. It's just not right and she also doesn't know what this guy's problem is. "Be careful of your words! What do you know, insulting us like this?"

"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 did until you opened your mouth and ruined your beauty with your boor tongue." The smile on Gina's face faltered as she gave him a sharp look. "Boor tongue!" Evan waved his hand at her. "I don't waste my intellectualism on less intellectual people." "You are insulting me!" Gina Morretti gritted out. She had never in her life felt this humiliated as she has been feeling since Viso insulted her and now His friend was doing the same. "How does it feel? I believe in giving a hundredfold of what I get. You insulted me, and I did the same with you."

The tension of argument was getting more heated. The words coming from their mouth is not acceptable. The words coming from our mouth is like a fire because every insult was unacceptable. "You are so jealous that my mate is much better than you," I mocked the twins. If they can say harsh words about me, then I can do that too. I can be better than their own game. I felt like leaving this place earlier, but I just found myself arguing with them. It feels like I was not supposed to let anyone insult me.

she offered weakly, pressing her palms together in a fake apology. He walked over slowly. She stepped back. He walked closer. She backed into the balcony door. He leaned down, their faces just inches apart. “You know,” he said in a low, calm voice, “I’ve met diplomats. Spies. Corporate sharks. Arms dealers.” She blinked rapidly. “But none of them,” he continued, “have tested my patience the way you do.” “Aw,” she smiled nervously. “I’m honored.” “You’re impossible.” “I prefer spirited.”