List Of Insults Names Novels & Stories

He glared at me, seething through his words. I scoffed at him, “I did not look down on you, Colton— you looked down on me. And if you still felt inferior then, it's just because even yourself is aware of how pathetic you truly are.” Colton continued to lose his composure. I don't understand how he always instigates insulting me but never always ends up defeated in the fight he picked. “You're saying a filthy, horrible, murderer is better than me?” His voice raised a bit, “Where's that intelligence you're so revered for?”

"What other names do you have for your wieners?" "Knob goblin, anaconda, third leg, twig and berries," I said. "Willie, womb raider, Vlad the Impaler, silent flute," Thane added. "Tally whacker, wing wang, pole driver, Johnson, love pole," Tag said. Hollyn's mouth dropped open. "Is that all?" I snorted. "Trouser monkey, pocket rocket, schlong, trouser snake, sausage, man-meat." "Dong, Captain Winkie, frank and beans, torpedo, package." Thane smiled.

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."

"I'm going to bring in your crutches. Be right back." His large hand swoops down one more time to mess up my hair and make it electric. I shout after him. "Neanderthal!" Laughter echoes against the walls. "If my new name is neanderthal, then your nickname should be menace!" "Still better than shorty!" "Shorty is cute!" "It's an insult!" "I like short girls!" "I'm not even THAT short! I'm average!" "Compared to me, your short." I don't have a comeback for that.

He paused after each insult as if he was afraid the victims would miss a word. "I've got news for you, the Elite Alliance, and your backers!" "You are so corrupt, you make a sewer rat look like a saint!" "Your business practices are so shady, you must have a direct line to the underworld!" "You are a disgrace to the human race, a slimy, spineless, soulless excuse for a creature!" "Your greed is so rampant, that it is like a cancer eating away at the very fabric of society!" "You are a master class in hypocrisy, a wolf in sheep's clothing, with a tongue as forked as a snake's!"

Alvara said. “ What did you just call me?” Hudson asked. “ A nincompoop, have a complaint about that?” Alvara asked. “ How can I, dork” Hudson replied and Alvara glared at him. “ Dingbat” She spat. “ Dunce “ Hudson snapped. “ Dipstick” Alvara snapped back. “ Galah” “ Fuckwit” “ Twat” “ Fuck face” “ Wanker” “ Dipshit” “ Dumb blonde” “ Cretin…….

He chuckled lightly and went away. “What was that?” Nora crossed her arms over her chest. “Nothing.” Penelope dragged herself towards her workstation. “I was just…” she closed her eyes in embarrassment. “You were distracted by his hair again, weren’t you?” Nora sighed. She covered her face. “You are actually very dumb. Just like a white person.” She said and put on her headphones. “We both are white.” She scrunched her nose. “Yeah, but you are the dumb one.” She rolled her eyes.

Hugging her knees against her still pounding chest, she placed her head in between them before she finally let down the torrents of tears she had been keeping at bay ever since she heard those denigrating and highly insulting words from the man who was legally her husband. Never in her entire existence had she ever felt so humiliated before. And she had received her fair share of insults— from being called a ruffian to a thief, a street urchin and lots more. Even he himself had called her some insulting names like cheap, filthy, evil, phony, two-timing devil-incarnate and so on. But even those vile, denigrating names had never pained and hurt her as deeply as what he just uttered to her a fe

I snap out of the hold when he doesn’t release it. Letting my own chains fall. “Or should I say monster? You nikka,” posers, impostors, fakes, “say that it takes a scarier monster to face the evils of this world. The only scurge I see is you, Bunta.” weak, talent less little bitch. Chobo or Chaba is similar, but it’s more like calling someone a moron in a sweet way rather than a deceptive little cunt like bunta or bunto is. “Creta.” Tripp lunges, calling me the next most insulting word to chervil there is.

“Lilah? Babe? If you can hear me, I’m gonna need you to wake up and be mad at someone because I’m running low on creative insults.” Naomi.