List Of Insulting Words นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Where did they take Frederick? I want to know where he is!" "Oh, old witch, that's not my problem. The only thing I know is that demon, woman beater, criminal, son of a bitch, filthy pig, cretin, scumbag, lowlife... let me think if there's any other name I can use that isn't a curse word... damn! There must be, but I can't remember right now. But anyway, that ridiculous, unnecessary, malicious creature..." The receptionist seemed determined to use every insult in the Portuguese language, and I even shrank back.

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.”

There, take that you hottie, hot guy! His grin leaves me breathless but then he opens his mouth, and nonsense spills out like word vomit. “Yeah, I have a plethora of words in my arsenal… there’s fuck, fucker, fucked, dickhead, shit, bullshit, ass, asshat…” He continues to list more cuss words. Each curse word becomes more ridiculous than the last. I gaped at him wide-eyed and suddenly busted out laughing. “You’re just a dork, you know that?” I can’t help but smile at him. This scary dude does have a sense of humor.

ucking believe a slut like you.  You would be sued for defamation of Laura’s character and I hope she makes sure you rot in fuc.king jail where you fuc.king belong like a disgusting flea you  Bit.c.h  Sl.ut  W.h.ore ‘Her use of this much language is hurting my already tired brain cells. Can’t she type on sentence without the F or B words?’ I sighed as she rained colourful insults on me one after the other. Again, I was reminded that sometimes demons can look innocent and harmless, like Laura.

She thundered and glared at her hatefully, her words are always coming out bitter, and she knows how to insult someone with words. “Made sense?” I mumbled then smirked. “Don’t flatter yourself too much. You’re a ghost in my life and that’s why you couldn't notice all the important and reasonable things I have said, we don't even talk often so how will you know? Not when your brain is dull, such a dullard!” I spat hissing loudly. She returned the smirk, unmoved by my insult. “A ghost that’s living in your head rent-free.” She fired back at me defending herself and I frowned.

The tension of argument was getting more heated. The words coming from their mouth is not acceptable. The words coming from our mouth is like a fire because every insult was unacceptable. "You are so jealous that my mate is much better than you," I mocked the twins. If they can say harsh words about me, then I can do that too. I can be better than their own game. I felt like leaving this place earlier, but I just found myself arguing with them. It feels like I was not supposed to let anyone insult me.

His cruel words run through my mind, “You can't wear that; it looks disgusting.” “My god, you are getting fat, Nicole.” “Your scent is repulsive; I can't sleep in the same room as you.” “Brush your hair.” “Don't go outside; you embarrass me with how fat you are.” “Can't you do anything right” “No wonder I can't stand being around you; your fucking hideous.” The best one yet, “Why can't you be more like Rose.” The list goes on and on.

he added, scrunching up his face. This was rude, so uncalled for. "Stupid, proud, obnoxious, dim witted, nincompoop, idiot, dumb, crazy, psychiatric patient." I said out loud. "What does that mean?" He asked, rolling his eyes. "You of course, I just called out the names that describes you, the perfect words that qualifies you. Too bad, I can't list them hall, I don't have time for a fool like you. I feel like I am wasting my time standing here with you, damn I could even get blind by your stupidity."

it was a pet hate of mine and needed to share it with him. “Of course, I was just about to tell you what I will do for you but please tell me what you need.” I smiled, he always ensured I understood this was a two way street, that it was for the benefit of us both. “I hate names like slut, whore, bitch… can I ask you don’t use those with me. They have always been a massive turn-off, I know some women like it but…” “Done!” he interrupted “I’m not fond of those kinds of words myself. I’ll never call you like that.”

"That idiot called me a 'low life'. Why would I risk getting beaten over you?" My eyes widened at that, embarrassed. Of course, he wouldn't do that for me. Gosh, I'm so stupid! But he didn't need to rub it in my face like that. "Oh." Hurt and humiliations flowing free, but he wasn't done. "I mean come on, look at you. You're boring as hell, too good to even dare to think of something rather fun. You're plain, and childish. And in case you didn't notice, we've met for like a decade and you have to get me drunk in order to endure you following me around like a brainless puppy." Nate laughed cruelly and the first traitorous tear fell. I just couldn't prevent it. But it was as if he couldn't sto