Is Bloody Hell Swearing Novels & Stories

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

“Babe, you’re fuckin’ hot and I know you think I am, so what the hell’s stopping you?” I took a deep breath and fought back a few choice swear words. “Please let me go.” “What the fuck?”

WHAT THE HELL? Either I had gone crazy or my mind just got jumbled in itself and now I was having deadly hallucinations. Shit! Fuck! Damn! Shit! Fuck! Fuck!!!!!!! Those were the words that started roaming inside my head but my throat was too choked up from shock to form them out. What the hell is he doing here? What the fuck Mace is doing in my house?

Then, I stabbed him repeatedly in the heart until he collapsed in a pool of blood, no longer able to move. My tears blurred my vision, and I passed out.

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

While she is working here, on the other hand, Devlin’s wolf is roasting him because of the sentence he said to Lucy. Devlin is sitting on the couch inside his cabin while hearing all the words his wolf is using to swear him from his inside. “You hell hole man, bloody bastard, stupid jerk, brainless fellow, moron, idiot, you good for nothing piece of shit, how did I even become your wolf? I want to cut the sin maker tongue of yours and chew it with all of your blood in it…” And this goes on and Devlin wants to throw up when he heard the sentence of tongue and his blood.

he laughed. "You will rot in hell Xaphan" I yelled. He moved his hand forward and wrapped his fingers around my throat. They were tight enough to choke me and cut off my air supply. "Indeed" he chuckled "But let me first show you hell and have the pleasure of heaven for myself" he laughed again throwing his head back. People like him don't deserve a place in hell too. The most abhorrent word is nothing to describe his character. He moaned in pleasure while grinding against me. His voice, his mere presence, his everything is disgusting. Any person would have hardly hated someone as much as I hate this man.

Blood drips down my clothes, and tears spill from my eyes, but I refuse to let any sound of pain escape my lips. "Go to hell," I grit, a spark of anger igniting within me. His grip on the blade tightens as he presses it deeper into my skin, eliciting a yelp from me. "Is that so?" he murmurs, a sinister smile on his lips. "We'll see about that."

he spat, his voice low and menacing. “No, I will not, you can’t keep dictating what the heck I do. What the freak is wrong with you” I yelled, my body vibrating with anger I expected him to get riled up by my words but they seemed to amuse him “What does freak and heck mean? If you want to swear Elizabeth, fucking swear the right way or aren’t you brave enough to do that too? Do you even do anything right ?” He sneered I felt my vision get clouded by rage. I was so angry at Vitali, that it felt like I was going to explode.

What the hell had I gotten myself into? Goddammit.