Insults To Call Someone Novels & Stories

he uttered. Elaine was so shocked that he could insult her in such manner, all she wanted was an apology from him for hitting her but she realized that a man like him would never apologize. “I don’t even know why I am wasting my time with a fool like yourself” “A fool” his eyes opened in surprise. It was the first time he had been called such vulgar words, he could accept bastard because he heard it more often from his enemies but being called a fool rose his anger. “Did you just call me a fool?” He asked.

I’m supposed to be mad! “I-I’m just frustrated. You don’t deserve this!” I badly wanted to insult them, but I just can’t. “They’re mean…” I sighed in defeat. That’s the best insult I can come up with. I must’ve looked like a whining child, and my suspicions were correct. They cooed at me, causing my frown to deepen. “You don’t have to worry about it. We’re used to it,” Jayce said while scratching his nape. “Used to it?! They do this all the time?!?!” it left me speechless because of this new information.

Obviously offended by my dismissive behavior she narrows her eyes to slits, "It's Ms McGuire. I don't think we are close enough to be on a first name basis." I feel my cheeks flush an embarrassing red at being called out like that, "Well… I…t's not l..ike you ever told me what to call you." "Why would I? I mean you are not as important as you think, so why do you think I will waste my strength on an insignificant person like you?" Trisha McGuire says with a sneer that makes her look like the evil witch from Snow White. "If you came all this way to insult me, then I'm not as insignificant as you might like to believe." I respond while using two of my fingers to massage the side of my head, al

"Is that the best you can do, sweetheart? Pathetic." Their tirade of insult continued. Their collective gaze bore into me, each comment feeling like a dagger to my self-esteem. Their words cut deep, leaving me feeling small and insignificant in their presence. It wasn't easy to hear their insults, especially since I didn't choose to dress this way. With my limited resources, expensive clothes weren't a priority while focusing on school. Despite the hurt, I tried to fight back, trying my best to show to them that I am not affected although deep inside, I was hurting.

"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!"

And someone who somehow managed to piss me off even when he wasn't trying to. I still hadn't forgotten what happened last night at his place, and how humiliating that was. I hadn't forgotten the way Salma embarrassed me, and how much my blood boiled as I stood in that room and listened to her insults. Normally, I have a very tough skin. Ordinary insults don't bother me. But when it's coming from someone who's so clearly better than me in every way, I can't help but feel the sting a little bit. When the insults are coming from way above you, then it's definitely going to hurt.

I’m a Summers witty comebacks are in my DNA. “You really can’t think of a better insult. I told you before, true or false being a lesbian isn’t an insult. Even if I did swing that way, I told you I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole. So why are you and your gaggle of plastic cunts giddy this early in the morning?” I arched my brow, eyeing each of them.

But instead of admiration, their expressions held shock, pity, and disapproval. All of it was because of the unfiltered insults pouring from her mouth, hurled into her phone as if she were tearing apart the unfortunate soul on the other end of the call. “Fuck you, bitch!” she spat. “Fuck your family. Fuck anything that has to do with you.” “Fuck even the clothes you wear—the shoes, the handbag you carry.” “Screw you!” “Damn it!” “And fuck whoever named you Sofia Clock. They wasted such a good name on a piece of shit like you.”

He chuckled dryly, “Don't try to play dumb with me. I might have given you a lot of pain, but not once did I act crass like you're doing now,“ “If you think you can show up out of the blue and slander my name for no reason, then you must be out of your mind,” I blasted him and it came as a shocker to him. His eyes widened even more at my insulting words. I've always been my most polite with him, even back when he tortures me every day.

Wow, she must really like Caspian for her to act on her own accord. "Impudent. Aggressive. Arrogant. Callous. Vulgar. Self-centered. Zealous. Careless. Impolite. Poisonous. Inconsiderate. Hostile. Skeptical. Wow, you're that much of a person?" I enumerated. "A-Are you insulting me?!" She flared. "Insulting you? Oh my, don't make me the bad guy here. No honey, I'm not insulting you, I'm describing you." I grinned. Hehe.