Novel & Cerita Name Calling Insults List

She said with a laugh. “I think for the time being that it is off the table, yes.” He said, laughing. “I always hated it anyway.” “You did?” she asked. “Seriously, when you called me that, I wanted to scream. I never minded when the others did, but you never liked it.” He said. “You should have said something,” she replied as they got up and went to the sink to wash their plates. “Like what exactly. Reena, Lista, Boogs, you can call me uncle Maleek but not you, Gina. How dumb would that have sounded?” he said.

Nick protested but we were too busy fighting right now to bother about Nick and were neck deep in the competition of who would hurl hurting curses faster and better. “Smelly Cat” “Rotten mouse” “Horny dinosaur” “That’s a good one but hey ! You are a stinking pig” “And you are a motherfucking slut” “I hate you so much, Zara. I just can’t even like you,” he blerged. “Duh !” I sang out. “I am not a F******k status that you have to like me,” I taunted back. “I will slap you both so hard that even G****e won’t be able to find you,” Nick thundered. “Now shut up and get ready ! We are going to totally rock the party tonight !!!” he cheered before we went our own separate ways to get ready.

Rocky bursts out laughing like a fucking idiot, I reach to punch his arm as hard as I can. “That’s your fault!” I complain, my brother is still laughing. I point at his dumb face and look at Farrow, “He called you a cocksucker a lot. I told him to stop.” “I called you way worse stuff, you don’t even want to know,” Rocky adds with an evil grin. Farrow is not amused, “Oh, come on, can you blame me? I’m the co-founder of the Official Farrow Hate Club, I had to come up with the best insults.”

These crapsters brought the worst out of me. “Ho ho ho. Hear the Queen of Immaturity speak,” Jax hissed. “Better than smelling the poopy Vulture King,” I hissed back. “Dirty Goblin” “Dumb Pig” “Potty Mouth” “Barbaric Caveman” “Basic Bitch” “Clothes Whore” “Hey ! I am just an OCS- Over Compulsive Shopper,” Jax protested. “Clothes Whore,” Kai and I deadpanned. “Your moral compass is on fire,” Jax huffed.

" Nicklaus hissed I shook off my hand from Rex and walk toward Nicklaus "Bitch wh……" I didn't give him the chance to finish when I landed a hot slap on his right cheek "What…." He made to talk when I slapped the left one with the back of my palms louder, this time. I watch as he held his cheeks looking at me in shock, pain, and anger, Rex was surprised too I gritted my teeth, as I raise my pinky finger in a warning manner "Listen, Nicklaus Baldwin….you can call me names, hell you can insult me too…but the day….You insult the woman…that gave up…everything….for me, I swear on her grave I will destroy you…mark my words, Nicklaus Baldwin

“What’s your problem, commoner?” Kilvic heard the tone in which he’d said the last word. His grandmother in one of her lessons on human interaction had taught him to look for such tones. It was regarded to infuse disgust in whatever word it was applied to; to turn it into an insult and invoke inferiority in its target. Nevertheless, Kilvic couldn’t see how the word ‘commoner’ was an insult. “Unhand me, you peasant,” the boy hissed, going a step further. This was the insult Kilvic could tell. Calling one by a station obviously below one’s own was inaccurate and disrespectful. Even greater demons took insult at such insinuations, and they weren’t intelligent enough to know enough.

"She is making it seem like I force myself on her." "Of course, you did, she went for someone else and you swindled her into renting you." "Jayden shut up" "Fine bully" "My names are getting many." Jayden looks at him. "Yes, everyone keeps calling me one name or the other of the things they noticed about me." "What other names have been added? Apart from gay, loony; asshole; weirdo; insolent; hooligan; bully; cold man, ice man..." "Kisser! Chaser!"

“Miss, do you know me or my mother personally?” Refusing to stomach that, the girl immediately retorted, “Am I not allowed to speak my mind when you people seem to do it all the time?” “Are you saying I can go ahead and call you an ugly hag simply because of my own standards of beauty?’ “Who are you calling ugly?” The girl was furious to be called ugly! “There you go. It looks like you finally realized how upsetting it is to have someone insult you in your face, don’t you?” “Who’s been insulting you? I’m just speaking facts. Go ahead and search your name online. Everyone has been saying that you and your mother are like a pair of gorgons going around seducing men.”

he grunted and headed down the hall, an orange backpack slung over one shoulder. I couldn’t help it. I snickered. “Mind your own business lesbo.” Jane scoffed at me. I rolled my eyes. “Real inventive, you homophobic bitch. Being called a lesbian, whether true or not, isn’t an insult. My moms are fucking awesome. But don’t worry, even if I am a muff diver, you couldn’t pay me to touch you.” I scoffed and pushed past her into English. That was these unimaginative snotty little shits best insults. They really do lack creativity. In two years of attending this school, they’ve only thrown insults at me because I have lesbian mothers or the usual ginger remarks. I heard better insults when I atten

he called my name, and I felt like punching him hard. The audacity to call my name. ASSHOLE!