Profanity Romane & Geschichten

Ewww. ********************

Words that made me freeze. 'FAKE' 'BITCH' 'YOU'RE DEAD' 'WHORE' 'DIE’ ‘OLD BARF’ ‘JINX’

"Stay in school and stop smoking drugs; if you keep it up, they will taste like poo's in your mouth forever." Satisfied that he would be fine, the wolf grabbed his jacket to cover herself and began cleaning up her mess. The sign for The Gas and Gobble was closed temporarily as she cleaned up the blood and rearranged the grocery items that were scattered during her tussle with the rogues, secretly grateful for the menial labor giving her brain a chance to recuperate.

His body swung away from the bark, revealing the red skinned boy wearing a deep scowl on his face. "-Hit." He sucked in a breath through the cracks of his teeth. "Bitch. You're a fat, fucking bitch! I can never go out again after this! Drivel piss cunt, ass sucking, toe licking bitch!" V spat an array of profanities endlessly, expressing his pitless anger and hatred for the man carrying him.

I'm so fucked. *****************************************

“At least I get fucked properly. You’re still chasing a man who barely looks at you.” Professor Harlan muttered something panicked about his wife and tenure before bolting past me, nearly tripping over his own feet. I felt bile rise in my throat. The sight of his glistening, cum-covered cock, the smell of sex in the air was revolting. Especially knowing Sophia had done it so casually. “You’re disgusting,” I said quietly, voice steady despite the nausea. “Both of you, how can you even be fucking with a professor because of grades atleast I've dignity not to be spreading for some Fs because I know you're definitely getting that”.

Note my sarcasm, please. Spencer narrows his eyes at me, a smile spreading on his face slowly, painfully slowly. He is looking down at me like a serial killer, making me fear for my life. “Thank you for reminding me about my grandmother, I almost forgot about this point to argue about.” His smile spreads, making me more confused. “Once again, what the fuck are you on?” “Stop throwing profanities. If you think it makes your illogical argument right, you are in for a big surprise.” He is as high as a kite if he thinks it's the right time to lecture me on my use of colorful vocabulary.

WARNING! This book may contain content that may be harmful for sensitive readers. There are acts of violence depicted in this book, physical and emotional abuse, expicit sexual content, and a wide range of profanity. I do not find the need to issue warnings each time a chapter containing these are being read so please make sure you are comfortable with reading this book before continuing...

He required causing me to burst into another round of laughter. I playfully smack him by the arm. "There is no such thing as that. You say Fuck a couple of times, isn't that a language of the thugs as you put it?" I wriggled my brows at him. "Fuck is a swear word and as a lady, it is forbidden for you to say that" "Why?" I demanded as my eyes narrowed at him. "It is unfit for a lady. A lady should never swear" He answered without heat. "You bloody—"