List Of Insults Names Novels & Stories

“Do you know what you have done? Do you know who you have insulted?” The room answers with a silence so thick it feels like contempt. “Kieran,” I spit, each syllable a lash, “You ingrate. You ungrateful bearer of my name. Do you think this is bravery? This is idiocy. You sit at my table, you wear my riches like a trophy, and you choose to stab me in the back?” My chest beats in time with the fury, a drum that demands an audience. My throat works. I refuse to be made small in front of these mice.

"That took you long enough. Just like that, Dani's memory means nothing. You've replaced her with another basic slut." There are things I can ignore. There are things I can look past. Being called a slut is not one of them. I don't know if it's my rage or Mr. Winchester's coursing through me, but my left fist aims for Ethan's face. Bone crunches, an eerie silence engulfing us. Everyone has gone still. His eyes widen, blood dribbling from his nose. "Do not insult me. I have a name, and it's Ginevra."

"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.

I stated. "And the most important thing.. don't ever again dare to speak rubbish about her. Because she is not a Smith anymore... basically she never was. You may have said and done many things to her before, but now you have lost all the rights to insult because now MY NAME is attached to hers. She is Shanaya Emir Blackiston now. And no one .... I mean no one insults Blackiston s because people don't want to come in bad terms with me as they know the consequences of it."

The Badboy Prince. I used to be oppressed and insulted. I used to be called alalay (slave), nanny, useless because of that but now, their insults are worse. “You whore.” “How flirty are you?” “Are you really that horny?” If before, I accepted them even if they call me that. I wasn’t swayed and I often ignored them because they couldn’t afford to appreciate my work. To me, they are the stupid ones. But now... ...they are real insults not only to me, but they also seem to insult all those like me who work as a maid waitress.

It pissed him off. “Listen up, Larson. My name is Carl Mann. Not Eric f**king Cartman. Call me by that name again, and I’ll f**king tear you apart!” Carl snarled angrily. There was nothing he hated more than being referred to by that terribly insulting nickname. Zayn smiled. “Whatever you say, Cartman.”

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.