Profanity Novels & Stories

A woman’s voice, her screech like metal scraping on a rough surface, infuriating, sharp with fury, shattered the quietude. “WHAT THE FUCK…” The expletive, raw and laced with venom, sliced through the air. “...who the hell let a wench like you in here…”

"Save, sort out again, or shit?" Kat had to crack a smile. When she'd established their three categories, she hadn't told him that shit was a profanity. It got funnier the more he said it. "That's shit." "Shit it is." He carelessly tossed the bear into the biggest box, where it made a satisfying thud. Subconsciously he ran a finger along his cheek and began to dig his nail into the drying wound. She rolled up the old book report she was holding and whacked his hand with it.

she demanded, keeping her voice low to avoid attracting attention. “Just admiring your work,” Leo said, his voice dripping with artificial innocence. “You’re very talented. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t appreciate it.” “Leave,” she said firmly, crossing her arms. “You have no right to be here.” Leo chuckled, coming closer. “You’re so defensive. I’m just here to support your career. Is that a crime?” “Supporting my career doesn’t involve sending inappropriate messages or stalking me,” Olivia shot back. “This is harassment, Leo. Stay away from me.”

She holds her hands at the sides of her tummy like earmuffs, “Stupid brain-dead cock-sucking discount pig-whore bitch.” Did she seriously just shield her unborn baby’s ears from the profanity she herself said?

Secret photos that never surfaced. Poor bastard ran from that situation like the building was on fire and has been acting weird ever since. If you ask me, the girl got under his skin. Badly. “I’m whipped,” he blurts suddenly, waving the bottle around like it is part of a cover-up. “I’m fudging … fulk … ug … fucking fucked, dude!” At least he’s trying not to swear. We’re all struggling with that these days. The women in our lives have turned profanity into a punishable offense. They even gave the kids little swear jars to carry around.

A low groan rumbled through his chest. He ripped his mouth away. "Sweet fuck, cupcake. You can't say that word." "Cunt?" I raised an eyebrow. His eyes slid closed, he shuddered. "You make cupcakes for a living. You shouldn't be using such dirty words." He leaned his forehead against mine. His was damp. The slightest bit heated.

I completely forgot to add the explanations for Moxie’s cajun slang and I am sooo done trying to edit chapters, please believe me when I say technology and I are not friends but we are figuring it out (hahaha) Anyway just in case any of you were curious here ya go FONCHOCK: Dumbass, showoff ( more like profanity then a fun jab) BETE: Stupid, silly, foolish Please let me know if these additional chapters are of any help or if you just find them obnoxious because I may start using them for definition explinations instead of

And just like that, he turns and climbs up the stairs to the hall. Only one with higher power can silence a lecturer this way. I gulp. ... Words/phrases and their meaning: * Na over-familiarity dey bring insult — over-familiarity breeds contempt * Just say it pain you — just say my comeback hurt you

He facepalmed himself "Which one?" James laughed. "What the hell is wrong with you. You sick son of a bitch." Damen frustratingly said and hit his shoulder. “Ow… that hurts,” James said while holding his shoulder. “Good. It should.” “But think about what I told you.” He smirked again. “Okay. Master James.” He brought his hands together and bowed in front of him.

as if questioning his own character, if he's turn mentally demented for her. Intense vexation and self loath filled his mind as he turned blind in rage and stormed outside in anger, smashing the bottle of wine hard on the tile, not caring if she flinched by the loud smashing sound as anger coursed through his vein like burning lava and he turned into an enraged beast ready to unleash his anger on the his poor punching bag... Fuck this woman, let her suffer and die in affliction but never ever touch a cheap woman like her, she's not meant even to lie beneath you, however alluring she looks, she's a dirt that can't sit right with gold!!!