Name Calling Insults List Novels & Stories

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?"

Through the bond, that same cold emptiness was coming from Zaliver. “You know, that might be the first name that isn’t insulting. I’ve been called much worse—monster, killer, an abomination, and many more. Those are just the ones on the top of my head, but I have to say that’s the one that’s stuck,” he spoke with a large smile on his face, making his words all the worse.

"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.

Suddenly, just like that, a fry flew and hit me on the forehead snapping me out of the silent anxiety attack. “Stop staring off like that, it creeps me out, you freak!” He teased with a playful tone and surprisingly, I didn’t even feel offended by the name calling. After all, I did introduce myself as a freak when we first met. “Jerk,” I decided to play the ‘who gets the last insult’ game. “Bitch.” “Man-whore.” “Hoe.” “Dickhead.” “Ass-hat.” “Fucktard.” “Imbecile.”

he uttered. Elaine was so shocked that he could insult her in such manner, all she wanted was an apology from him for hitting her but she realized that a man like him would never apologize. “I don’t even know why I am wasting my time with a fool like yourself” “A fool” his eyes opened in surprise. It was the first time he had been called such vulgar words, he could accept bastard because he heard it more often from his enemies but being called a fool rose his anger. “Did you just call me a fool?” He asked.

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.

A text pops up in the screen diverting my attention. Grayson: Good night cutie. A smile makes it's way to my lips at the sight of the sender. Cutie...? He must still be looking for the perfect nickname. He really sucks at it. First hon. Baby...I hate that word, you should know why. Kitty....what am I? A fucking cat. Bae....the same as baby. I hate it. Sweety...I don't know. But I still don't like it. Cheese.....for real.

Gritting my teeth, I said, “Hubby, did you hear Anya’s words? She is ashamed of us after she got married. Anya has long stopped treating herself as a member of the Walter family. She either trick Tina or harm Harry. Anya causes a lot of trouble for us. If I were you, I would slap this bitch!” “Who are you calling a bitch? Considering you are senior, I won’t argue with you. So, watch your mouth or I will probably lose my manners. Be careful!” She shouted. “Yeah, I’m calling you a bitch! You are the same as your dead mother” I said. The more I cursed the more excited I became. Years ago, I called Anya’s mother every day to insult her. She could not take it and gave the title of Mrs. Walter to

I blurted the words out because it was weighing heavily on me. I hated it when Stephen called me a whore. I hated it when Jaxon accused me of being a gay pig who hops on dicks for business favours. I haven’t even hopped on a dick yet but I’m already being called these nasty names. I hated it so much and I didn’t want to be seen like that.

They called me all sorts of name. Really really dirty names for a lack of better words. “She’s a gold digger who is out to destroy the Ashford’s family since her family is ruined!” This seems harsh but it was honestly the kindest insult they threw at me. Tears rolled down my face as I scrolled through pages after pages, seeing as people ripped me to shreds…