Insulted Synonym Novels & Stories

In that moment, her indifference cuts deeper than any insult, leaving me feeling more alone and misunderstood than ever before. “You wanted to bring me down as you have always done! Let me end it for you!” “Don’t forget what you are! You’re not on the same level as me, so better back off!” Eva's attempt to degrade me, like she always has, stings with a familiar bitterness. Her words are like daggers, cutting through whatever semblance of composure I have left. It is a reminder of the power she wields over me, of the years of belittlement and humiliation I have endured at her hands. But this time is different. This time, I refuse to let her words pierce my armor. With every insult she hurls,

She was so angry I raised a brow" So it hurts. Now you understand how I feel anytime you insult me. We are not perfect and that doesn't make us less than others. You don't get to insult me all you want and expect me to feel good about it! Things are not done that way" " get out!" She was shaking heavily

She scoffs, looking pleased with her cliché of an insult. I raise my brows and giggle, dropping my hands at my sides. “Seriously, is that the best you’ve got?” I titter, shaking my head unimpressed. “With all that money you have, one would think that you would be a pro at insults. I mean, isn’t this what all of you rich women do anyway? Sit on your thrones, sipping on expensive wine as you peel layers off innocent people’s lives away like an onion, degrading them just to make yourself feel superior?”

"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.

“Thanks to you, I broke the golden rule.” My heart constricted, and I tensed. My jaw tightened as her insult echoed in the space between us. Bacillus. Braindead. This name-calling was heart-rending and cruel. The words hit harder than they should’ve, because it felt like she was erasing me and rewriting a version of a man she deeply resented.

"This is blatant disrespect." "Oh, the man who does not know the meaning of disrespect is talking about being disrespected. If you have the courage to insult someone, I expect to you have the same courage to take the insults thrown at you." Every word of hers was like a slap to the man and he could not find any words to refute her. It was true that he was the one who started it and he was facing his retribution now.

But here it was, happening right before me. "I can't believe she's this desperate" a loud voice came through from the crowd. "Wow! What a shameless slut." another said. "I am glad he didn't fall for lies" "It's a good thing he exposed her." "What a cheap slut" "She must be a weakling!" "This family is a disgrace to our pack." The insults kept coming and I couldn't be any more humiliated.

I knew I was going to regret my words later but I couldn't help my furiousness. "I have never been this insulted in my entire life." He exclaimed, looking like he had just seen another head grow from my neck. My brain kicked my proper thinking back to life. "I'm sorry." I apologized shabbily. "That's such a great insult," a smile slowly appeared on his lips, "but I liked it in a way." He frowned again. "That doesn't mean you can insult me that way ever again, I'm your boss."

He spoke in utter plain disgust and his way of talking shattered her pride deeply. "Did you get your answer you bitch? Am not the least bit attracted to you. And not even any other woman." He gritted out shattering her pride even more. He was insulting her capabilities as a woman and that she couldn't please a man. He tightened his fists around her hair before throwing her towards the cold floor instantly making her to hit the cold floor harshly. She winced again in pain. Her body was already trembling in fear and now her pride was being shattered.

His words hung in the air. I chuckled at his insulting words, folding my arms defiantly. "By that, I suppose you mean I was collected, easy to trust, and didn't spread my legs for every rich man I bumped into?" I shot back, my voice laced with sarcasm. His attempts to draw a comparison only fueled my frustration, revealing the depth of his misconceptions and the condescension wrapped in his memories.