Insulting Names Novels & Stories

I'm desperate to know what must have happened. "I swear to God, Elliot fucking Ivanov, I don't get paid enough to deal with your hairy ass. You may not shave the hair off your ass, shave the dirt off your mouth. Who named you Elliot? You should be named Idiot! That suits you better. Idiot fucking Ivanov." And he keeps going on and on. I face the window, trying my best not to burst into laughter. Whoever is on the line, is an icon. He should be awarded for speaking true facts. Idiot does suit him more than Elliot. It's a plus point that it rhymes with his actual name.

I look at him, completely mortified. “You both suck bollocks at choosing names!” He says between laughter and immediately my cheeks flare up in embarrassment. I cross my arms in front of my chest. “Do you have a better idea?” I say, jilted and holding my head up high. I happened to like those names. How dare he shoot me down! He shakes his head, “I don’t but I feel as if there is no love in those names you two chose. Are they significant to you? Do they hold importance?” He asks. I looked at him with wide eyes and wondered. Those names are pretty but held no meaning to me or Sebastian. Isaac was right, as usual. We both sucked at choosing names and would have to choose carefully. Leaning in

he grunted and headed down the hall, an orange backpack slung over one shoulder. I couldn’t help it. I snickered. “Mind your own business lesbo.” Jane scoffed at me. I rolled my eyes. “Real inventive, you homophobic bitch. Being called a lesbian, whether true or not, isn’t an insult. My moms are fucking awesome. But don’t worry, even if I am a muff diver, you couldn’t pay me to touch you.” I scoffed and pushed past her into English. That was these unimaginative snotty little shits best insults. They really do lack creativity. In two years of attending this school, they’ve only thrown insults at me because I have lesbian mothers or the usual ginger remarks. I heard better insults when I atten

“You should improve your personality, baby. Ever thought that maybe that’s where the problem between us came from?” Ugh. Asshole. “Did you come all the way here just to throw insults, Jake? Or are you hoping to make a scene so you can extend your fifteen minutes of fame using my name again?” I smirked. “Can’t get yourself on the headlines without my help, ‘baby’?”

"It's a name for us dreamers, alright? It's not so demeaning as it is a compliment-" "Please," Liviana rolls her eyes. "I'm not so much of an imbecile to know when I'm being insulted. So, please. Don't try to convince me that isn't picking fun at my brains. Because you thinking that I'll believe it- well, that's even more insulting than the name itself." Louise gasps, "Liviana-" "I'm sorry, Louise." Liviana sighs, reaching around the woman to place her drink down while apologizing for coming off so harshly. "That was rude of me. But, honestly, I'm not sure it's worse than being labelled as an idiot-"

Jane asked again, this time at the top of her voice She didn't care if others heard it or not as that was even what she wanted " You cheap lousy girl. So you think every guy in tis school is interested in you right. You think you can eat your cake and have it. You make me laugh girl! I can't believe you're actually here with my boyfriend. were you trying to beg him to get back to you. You're so unbelievable and cheap, gosh!" Jane insulted and called her names All this Angela gulped down like a bitter pill, and Leo sat there and watched as she was insulted. He did nothing to stop Jane, neither did he say a word to calm her down or even help the situation

“Should’ve been killed for the stabbing. Now she’s serving the Alphas? What a joke, the coward slut who hides behind lies.” “Bet she’ll try to seduce them—whore like her can’t help it, spreading legs for power, dirty bitch with no shame.” “Trash from the bottom, always will be. Hope the Alphas break her, fuck her then throw her out like used rag, leave her bleeding.” “Newbie bitch thinks she’s hot shit? Ugly as a rogue’s ass, no wonder she’s desperate for attention.” Their voices kept coming, mean and disgusting. They called me all sorts of names.

“I was thinking of them on the way here.” Zen says, in a way that sounds a little like protest “It hasn’t been that long, My Lady.” “Out with it then.” I give him a look “You’ve already decided on the names, haven’t you?” The way he’s pointedly avoiding my eyes tells me I hit the nail on the head. “Letum and Interitus.” Some part of my brain instinctively knows what the words translate to. Death and Destruction. Really, he chose the most basic names with in fancy words. I shake my head slightly with a smile.

His voice, devoid of emotion, carried a cruel and downright terrifying tone. "This one suits you better. It's like you're picking a name straight out of the 'Trashy Street' catalog. It's got that cheap, dime-a-dozen vibe, just like those names you hear in the back alley or brothels – right next to Angel, Scarlett, Sugar, Kitty, Brandy, and... Cindy. Fits right in with the rest, doesn't it?" he said with a mocking laugh. A chilling silence settled between us, broken only by the distant hum of the car engine. His laughter echoed in my ears, leaving a bitter taste in the air. I could feel the weight of his words, each one a calculated strike aimed at my core.

“…responsibility lands on you, Stud Muffin.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched Zaine cringe at my words, in truth the name made me cringe too, but watching his reaction when I used the name earlier had made me smile, and that was what I wanted him to do. Smile. Be happy again. Back to the same Zaine we had left behind. So, I knew I would be using the name again. I went with it, as crazy and embarrassing as it was… “Pres, seriously, please!” Zaine rolled his eyes “That name is officially banned!”