Is Bloody Hell Swearing Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Oh I see. Then watch how I destroy you and everything you love" " You.. wouldn't " I stammered. "Really" he laughed, "remember who I am-JG". " JG...you're the famous JG" I stuttered hardly believing my ears. "Flesh and Blood.So Freddie, do what's right or else this is going to turn out way more than you expected" he said as he turned and walked away leaving me stunned and confused as ever.

The pain in his leg made him fall to the ground, screaming bloody hell. “Fucking bastard!” He swore. His voice bounced off the walls of the building. Stanley approached him, revelling in the high of the crime he was committing. “What an idiot! Think you could run away from me? No chance in hell.” He guffawed. Penelope couldn’t take in the gory sight so she took off, running out of the building. It got Stanley’s attention. “Shit! What was that?” Killian who was holding Penelope earlier crawled into the shadows and held his breath,

"Dylan Cole, you prick! What took you to attack this poor boy?" "Who?" Dylan pretended he didn't know who Hayley was talking about. "Stop pretending to be a fool! " "Oh how clumsy I am... you mean that redhead kid, right? Your new lover? " " You bastard! Fool! Shameless creature! I fucking hate you! " "Oh no Hayley ... why all those swearings? I guess I'll have to throw holy water on my phone tonight! " " You'll pay for what you did to Shawn !" " Humm. Okay then. I'll be patiently waiting for the invoice! "

I am utterly broken…doesn’t he realize that? “Don’t look at me! Aren’t you sick of staring at a monster?!” “Laurel…” He frowns but I am no longer intimidated by him. I stare back defiantly, not blinking or backing down. “Don’t call me that! I’m a monster, a Frankenstein!” Feral blasphemy explodes from my lips and I spew all the swear words I have ever learnt at him. And I use them all in spades. Helios simply stands there and allows my cussing superfluities to burn his ears. But I truly regret this when I run out of words to swear at him because, by the time I stop, there is a barely contained fury in his eyes.

He kept on ranting as I blocked his voice in my head . Hah there is no fugging way I'll tell him that Vampire shit . Yeah I said fugging cause I realised I've been swearing so much. Aghh In going off topic , so I was saying I can't tell shawn about Vampire stuff, he might call me crazy cause i don't have enough clues yet. "Are you listening at all? " he barked "Uh …. yeah… Yah I am" I said stuttering "Okay what did I say?" He asked

“Fuck!”  Lunchtime, yet the doctor still feels angry about what he saw at the box. Indeed, it was making him lose his control and pace. “Fuck!” yelling out loud as he threw his brand new phone. Standing from the swivel chair as he felt all his blood boiling and rising to go to his head. He was so mad. So mad that he wanted to punch the one who sent him the box.

The so-called “I don’t give a sh*t!” was a swear in American English. It roughly meant that someone did not f*cking care for something or they were not in the least f*cking bothered by it. The reason why Charlie had chosen an American swear was because he wanted to use a simple and harsh way to show his attitude in front of Smith. ‘You want to talk about your rules in front of the Apothecary Restoration Pill? Do you even deserve that?’

I have a growing, swelling balloon of ‘arghh’ expanding inside of me and it just switches on that hell hath no fury venom in me. “You are a fucking liar and a bloody coward!” I shout at him, tearfully enraged, angry and so fucking distraught all in one. Bubbling over, pouring my hot, spicy fury all over the place and leaving wet footprints on the polished floor. He stops in his tracks, turns his head and glares at me angrily.

His father replied, screaming loudly at his son. Speaking in a calm and collected manner was clearly not the boss’s strong fort. “Well…fuck…” Hayden cursed as he wiped his blood on his white blazer, staining it red. “Proceed with the ceremony. We haven’t got all day!” the boss shouted at the priest who quivered in fear.

I hear hell. I smell blood. War?