Profanity Novels & Stories

"Nope. Anyways, it's about you, or me, not going to say any bad words, or cuss for a week. And if one of us cussed, that person would receive a pinch." "Are you shitting me?" "No, I'm not," Silence. "Is saying shit counted?" "Yes," I nodded, "Unless if you'll have an acceptable reason why shit is not a cuss," "It's the other word for Poop," "Reasonable." "What about fuck?" "No." I shook my head, "But it's the other word of se-" "NO." Perv. He just laughed. We arrive at my house after an hour or something. I turn around and faced Langston.

Fvcking b*stard ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

, " big fat ass” “We need to talk about what you submitted". Tilting his head to face me directly, " Oh, was it not satisfactory?” He asked, feigning innocence. The way he dragged the word made my pussy throb. “It was inappropriate" I kept my tone calm and professional. “This was supposed to be a romance assignment, not a pornography”. His lips curved into a slow grin. “It’s not pornography if it’s a love story, is it? Maybe just a… dirtier kind of love.”

Fucking bastard! ****

He explained calmly. I sat there for a while letting his words soak in before a burst of confidence rushed through me. "Fuck you and your rules." I said in his face as I emphasized the word 'fuck' He clenched his jaw and his eyes flared with anger, but he took a deep breath before speaking. "You just got here so imma let this slide. But just know I don't do this often so do it again and I won't hesitate to slit your wrist." He said calmly as his hands rested on his temples.

Shit. **

I was insulted but in my mind it was insulting when he pulled my underwear but he didn't take it off completely, it was just threatening. "I don't like it when you say even a single profanity," he said irritated. What? Is he allergic to cheap? Why does he even interfere with my speech? wasn't he doing this before, cursing me to stop chasing him. Then now, he's chasing and getting irritated when I swear at him. I wasn't irritated when he cursed me back then. I'm still hurt.

Holy shit. ​

, he says with a smirk. I can hear three growls, ⁑“Speak in Dovahzul maybe that will help her?”, Valentina says.⁑ Nodding my head and speak. “Love, hi lassdilok wa krif whatever los happening ko hin klov. Fah zu’u, please. (Love, you need to fight whatever is happening in your head. For me, please.)”

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.