Name Calling Insults List Novels & Stories

"He doesn't care about you or another apart from himself. Good for nothing fool." Alden's shoulders squared at the insult, and pair of eyes swung in his direction in expectancy for him to react, but he didn't. " Can we eat this meal peacefully without insults and name-calling?" Nicky chirped in. " Everyone can pretend to be wise in their eyes," Alexia replied, and Nicky's eyes flew to hers. "It's not my fault some people's foolery is published all over the streets." Nicky quipped. Both women stared at each other with fury in them, before Alexia burst into laughter confusing Stiles and Martin.

"I'm not annoying her." "What do you mean, no?" I glared at him. "Every time you see me, you insult me. My name is Fatima, but you call me by the name ‘Fat’! Then you will say that my car is too pitiful because the tires are flat. Does the sensible man do that? Every time you see me, you make fun of me!" You are a liar! In my mind. "You're bad, Kier." "Very ungentlemanly…"

She glared. “ Shut it” Hudson snapped. “Hey, don’t dare tell me to shut it idiot” Alvara warned. “ Asshole!” Hudson mouthed. “ Lummox!” Alvara spat back. “ Nitwit” “ Goof” “ Witling” “ Jackass” “ Mooncalf” “ Dolt” “ Enough you two!” John yelled angrily at them when he couldn’t beat their childish insults. “ What’s so hard in the both of you working together to get things done, must you fight over everything?” He half yelled.

“What would you know about protecting your own you pussy?” Kiernan stood up, growling. His canines elongating, but Stewart grabbed his arm, “Vex, if anyone in this room respected or cared what you thought your insults might be hurtful, but as it is your infantile name-calling reinforces what we already know, that, you have nothing of intelligent to say.”

I hate him calling me Dark, he is spoofing all the time. "Stop calling me Mr Dark and I will stop calling you Mrs Dark it's simple. Try it once...some other name. He said with a trace of a smile. Umm let me think...Mr Attitude, Mr Irritating, Mr Rude, Mr Frustrating, Mr Arrogant... " Stop it, no more name,s," he said frowning.

As though I had not wanted my child more than anything in the world. I forced myself to keep reading. "Barren witch who deserves to rot in hell." "Baby killer." "Jealous hag who could not stand to see another woman happy." "Murderer." "Home wrecker." "Evil bitch." Some of the names they called me were so vile I could not even repeat them mentally without feeling physically sick. Words I had never even heard used together in such creative combinations of hatred. I set my phone down with more force than necessary and heard it clatter against the table.

“Should’ve been killed for the stabbing. Now she’s serving the Alphas? What a joke, the coward slut who hides behind lies.” “Bet she’ll try to seduce them—whore like her can’t help it, spreading legs for power, dirty bitch with no shame.” “Trash from the bottom, always will be. Hope the Alphas break her, fuck her then throw her out like used rag, leave her bleeding.” “Newbie bitch thinks she’s hot shit? Ugly as a rogue’s ass, no wonder she’s desperate for attention.” Their voices kept coming, mean and disgusting. They called me all sorts of names.

“That brainless, two-faced, lying, backstabbing, good-for-nothing piece of trash! He will surely be punished by God and he will be rejected Wherever he goes.” I choked on my cookie and blurted out. What were these insults that I just heard? “Mom!” But, she wasn’t done. “That miserable thing! That cockroach in human skin! The day he was born, the heavens must have sighed in regret! Look at him, walking around in expensive suits, thinking he is important. Oh, he has no idea what has befallen him.” I covered my face as the insults rang in my ears. “Oh my God,” I screamed and My phone rang again.

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!"

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.”