Name Calling Insults List Novels & Stories

His eyes held so much anger and hatred that I didn't even know why. "Why do you hate me so much?" I find the words tumbling out of my mouth without my consent. All the gazes that were already focused on me seemed to intensify. "Because you're a slut." That was the cue. After he said that, havoc started. Everyone started throwing insults at me and oh yes, I heard every one of them. There were shouts of me being a slut, a whore, slut who took the Luna's mate, witch, weirdo, human. There were so many insults that I couldn't keep up anymore. My heart was beating so fast, my breathing was increasing too. My wolf was going crazy. I could literally imagine her cowering down and covering her ears wi

Colt speaks before walking away. “Babes, bitches is a name for women in the bikers community, along with sugarbutt. It wasn’t an insult,” King smirks at me. “Insult or not, I won’t be called a bitch,” I argue. “Fuck Babe, calm it,” he laughs. “No, King, I won’t calm it, and stop calling me Babe,” I argue. “What’d ya rather I call ya? Bitch, sugarbutt? Miss? Professor, or teach?” His mouth kisses my neck. I go to argue and hear someone.

Jane asked again, this time at the top of her voice She didn't care if others heard it or not as that was even what she wanted " You cheap lousy girl. So you think every guy in tis school is interested in you right. You think you can eat your cake and have it. You make me laugh girl! I can't believe you're actually here with my boyfriend. were you trying to beg him to get back to you. You're so unbelievable and cheap, gosh!" Jane insulted and called her names All this Angela gulped down like a bitter pill, and Leo sat there and watched as she was insulted. He did nothing to stop Jane, neither did he say a word to calm her down or even help the situation

shootout, my inner voice pissed me off. He dares to damage my phone. "Don't you see Mr. that I'm on my way?....." After this, our fight went on. He tries to escape without saying sorry and I can't withstand this attitude. He called me whatnot. So, I am not left behind in his naming session. "I'll kill you donkey." Woah! I am just awesome. Gave him such a cool name. I'm very angry about this matter cause.

He is. "Oh look, the hooker is here." I look over and see Quincy and Geni sliding into the seats next to me. "What's up, twatface?" I respond to Geni's jab. I'm not sure when we started trading insults, but she seems to get a kick out of the different names I can call her so I keep doing it. In a really weird way, it has seemed to bridge the gap between our differences. "Ooh! Twatface," she says. "I like that one. Did you get a list of insults off the internet?"

"Yeah, Fish. We all call each other Fish. Sutton and I were always posting on Facebook or saying stuff out in public and realized we called each other 'bitch' a lot. It was kind of inappropriate in both settings, so we started to use animal names for cuss words, fish for bitch, duck for fuck-you get my drift. It just kind of stuck because we called each other 'bitch' like it was a nickname. So, now the five of us are all Fish. It's dumb, but it's our thing." "Women," he said, shaking his head, but the grin on his face told me he thought it was cute rather than stupid.

"Harnum," Albern muttered. Harnum was very surprised when he heard Albern call his name, because all this time Albern had never called him his name, he only called him a bitch, a damn woman, and Albern always used all the harsh insults to call him. Harnum's eyes filled with tears. For some reason, he felt something when he heard Albern call his name like this.

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.”

Immediately I picked up the call, I heard him screaming at the top of his voice and I could barely stop myself from laughing at his gullibility. “Bastard, fucking bastard- that's what you are. Asshole, who the fuck do you think you are? A fool, that's who.” He screamed at the top of his voice and I could hear him banging hard against a surface, but none of what he said had caused me to flinch. “Breathe, princess. What's got your panties in a twist this time around?” I finally let out the laughter I’d been holding while he insulted me angrily.

I rebuked pointedly and the man lifted his head to laugh boisterously. ‘Arrogant pompous pig.’ I snorted angrily. ‘Pig? Far from it, my dear Becca. If you really want to insult the man, then you can do better by using a truer word. Don’t stoop low by using cheap words that don’t qualify in describing the man.’ My conscience jeered with a snort and I felt ashamed. I can’t believe I failed at even mere insults.