Insulting Names 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

“We need to start finalizing names. Two weeks is not a lot of time.” Ana hums softly. It’s the most relaxed sound I’ve heard from her in days. “Something strong,” Greta continues. “But not too… intimidating.” Ana shifts slightly. “No weird names.” Greta laughs. “Define weird.” “Anything that sounds like it belongs to a seventy-year-old Alpha with ten wives.” Despite myself, the corner of my mouth twitches. Greta flips a page. “Okay… what about Adrian?” Ana shakes her head. “Too common.”

“Slut!” “I think the perfect name for her is “nymphomaniac”, because no one would have sex that many men if they weren't a nymphomaniac.” “They're destroying her!” Tessa remarks and I expect to see a big smile on her face when I look at her, but there's none. There's a disgusted look on her face as she watches the girls annihilate Rhea with insults. She's not pleased with what's going on.

"That took you long enough. Just like that, Dani's memory means nothing. You've replaced her with another basic slut." There are things I can ignore. There are things I can look past. Being called a slut is not one of them. I don't know if it's my rage or Mr. Winchester's coursing through me, but my left fist aims for Ethan's face. Bone crunches, an eerie silence engulfing us. Everyone has gone still. His eyes widen, blood dribbling from his nose. "Do not insult me. I have a name, and it's Ginevra."

“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.

Noticing that the mood had lightened up, Maxill came up with a humorous quip, “Hehe, you’re quite heavy, you know.” She was astonished at the bloodhunt’s comment, because the fellhound had always said that she was petite and skinny. Chastine broke their embrace and sheepishly giggled. But Juste giggled all the more. “Work out your butt, Maxy,” Juste was taunting him, even calling his nickname in a cute but mocking fashion. “Are you blind? Chastine’s just light.” “Don’t call me Maxy. Ugh, I hate it.” Maxill started to roll his eyes. He was genuinely irritated at the appellation Juste just gave him.

He is. "Oh look, the hooker is here." I look over and see Quincy and Geni sliding into the seats next to me. "What's up, twatface?" I respond to Geni's jab. I'm not sure when we started trading insults, but she seems to get a kick out of the different names I can call her so I keep doing it. In a really weird way, it has seemed to bridge the gap between our differences. "Ooh! Twatface," she says. "I like that one. Did you get a list of insults off the internet?"

I still remember the boutique’s name. Yeah kahit naman medyo tanga ako ay may brains parin naman. But knowing the name would really be a total help. Stupid Nina! How dare you memorize everyone’s name of every Korean group you stan but can’t memorize a simple direction! I suddenly felt pity to myself while lampooning. And I little bit guilt whenever I get pissed, sometimes insulted them on why some protagonist of a story is stupid and clumsy. I’m very sorry. I sincerely apologize on my insult now that I tasted my very owned medicine.

I will tolerate anything but insults, don't try that", I rasped. Immediately she started clapping her hands and hauling all manner of insults at me. "So right now, it's no longer chubs, it's now Janelle, not even Janey. You no longer add the best in front of friend, it's now friend, that's good, it's alright. Now let me get something into that head of yours, you're motherfucker, a pervert, a hole where guys ditch their expired sperm. I don't fucking care about you, if that's what you think, let me tell you, the strippers in the clubs are way more better than you.

“That brainless, two-faced, lying, backstabbing, good-for-nothing piece of trash! He will surely be punished by God and he will be rejected Wherever he goes.” I choked on my cookie and blurted out. What were these insults that I just heard? “Mom!” But, she wasn’t done. “That miserable thing! That cockroach in human skin! The day he was born, the heavens must have sighed in regret! Look at him, walking around in expensive suits, thinking he is important. Oh, he has no idea what has befallen him.” I covered my face as the insults rang in my ears. “Oh my God,” I screamed and My phone rang again.