List Of Insults Novels & Stories

She replied. "A stray dog," I repeated, not the least bothered by her words. If she was trying to rile me up then she was failing terribly. I heard more hurtful words from people in my life that her words didn't really sound like an insult anymore. That is what happens when you hear a phrase repeatedly. You suddenly grew used to it or tired of it and at this point, I got both. I didn't like the insults but they no longer elicit any emotions from me.

She scoffs, looking pleased with her cliché of an insult. I raise my brows and giggle, dropping my hands at my sides. “Seriously, is that the best you’ve got?” I titter, shaking my head unimpressed. “With all that money you have, one would think that you would be a pro at insults. I mean, isn’t this what all of you rich women do anyway? Sit on your thrones, sipping on expensive wine as you peel layers off innocent people’s lives away like an onion, degrading them just to make yourself feel superior?”

I didn't even dare to look at the students that kept laughing at me and insulting me. "Lowlife church rat," "If I were you, I would go and kill myself. You are so pathetic," "You shouldn't even exist. I'm sure your parents are more pathetic losers. They couldn't even afford tuition fees. You poor people shouldn't exist," "You should curse the day you were born. If I was born like this, I would've killed myself a long time ago," hearing those ear-piercing insults was driving me nuts, so I tried to open the door, but just then, someone threw a bucket of water on my body, soaking me from my head to my toe.

I knew I sucked at insults partly because I never cared to curse and partly because I really didn't have a very bright insulting vocabulary. "Can't you frick'n read? Do you know what that sign says?!” I yelled pointing to the pedestrian walk sign, “Are you Blind? You pit-bull headed psycho! I will report you for this! Yeah buddy that’s right! Reckless driving and endangering human life! I got your number plate!! I screamed glancing at the number plate below. KNG6271 "You haven't seen the last of me, you reckless Idiot!! Black lives matter as well!"

“How dare you threaten me? You're the worthless---” “Sarah, you're making me agitated. I already know I'm a worthless bitch. A weak one. Aren't you tired of making me always hear it? Do you have some new insults on me? It's not effective.” I didn't let her finish her words. She had difficulty breathing when she heard how I was attempting to mock her. “All my life, I always heard those words and I'm already immune to hearing. Why don't you think something good to make me feel bad about myself?” I added.

He emphasized, “She was thinking that and a lot more. Would you like to hear a list of derogatory names that she was probably cursing at you?” Leaning my elbows on the desk, I settled my forehead on interlocked fingers as the guilt piled on me. “I’ll fix things after we bring Vaheed home.” Too late. He was already vocalizing the list in his head. “Douchbag. Asshole. Prick. Motherfucker……” “Enough Devin. I get the picture.” Those words hurt when I imagined my sweet mate thinking that shallow of me. “Dipshit, scumbag, dickhead, jerk face……”

"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

The sound of their feet against the ground as they ran after us in unison was almost deafening. “Whore!” Someone screamed, “You've barely spent a day here and you're running away with another man?” “How do you like being fucked faggot! Anal or Oral?” The insults kept flooding in from all of them. It was as if they all had one or two to say. “What till I teach you a lesson, gutter tramp” “Dirty slutty man whore!” “You have nothing but a cheap hole, free for everyone to fuck! "You're just a slut!" Someone yelled at me.

I obeyed, humiliated tears mixing with the drool running down my chin. They degraded me nonstop with words that burned deeper than the physical roughness. “Worthless basement cumdump.” “Free-use cousin pussy.” “Grandma’s little secret whore getting passed around like a party favor.” Each insult made my body react, clenching tighter around them despite the shame flooding my mind.

"So repetitive…Don't you have another insult to throw? Makes me think you have a rather–limited vocabulary…" "BITCH! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SLUTS LIKE YOU GOT TO BOW DOWN AND TAKE SOME BEATING! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK BACK, LET ALONE TO ACT UP JUST BECAUSE YOU MIRACULOUSLY WRAPPED THE HEADS OF THOSE FANCY BASTARDS WITH YOUR DIRTY, LITTLE FINGER!" "Woah…easy there, doggy." "WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" "...uhh, a dog? Heck man, I really think you're the disabled one here, not me"