Profanity Novels & Stories

A painful expression appeared on his ugly nasty face before I threw his hand away and growled in his face in a menacing voice while shooting angry, murderous daggers at him through enraged, infuriated eyes, feeling like a bubbling volcano from inside, ready to burst. "You are the most shameless gold digger and dirty bitch I have ever seen, you little slut!!! I wonder how many dicks that little stinky ass hole of yours have taken till now or if it's even clean after so many ruffians and rogues do it. Tell me, is it still small? I wonder if it has stretched so much that it has become a sag by time now. Who knows what kind of disease it must be carrying while being rotten from in and out. How m

Fuck me. *****************************************

"You’re really sitting here finger-fucking yourself in the middle of class like a desperate little slut?" The filthy word made my clit pulse violently. I rubbed faster, biting my lip to hold back a moan. "Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it?" For a second, I thought he might snap. His large hand gripped the back of his chair tightly, knuckles turning white. I could see the bulge growing in his jeans...thick and impressive. "You should be ashamed," he growled quietly, but his eyes stayed glued to my lap. "If the professor finds out what a filthy whore you are, you’ll be expelled."

The so-called “I don’t give a sh*t!” was a swear in American English. It roughly meant that someone did not f*cking care for something or they were not in the least f*cking bothered by it. The reason why Charlie had chosen an American swear was because he wanted to use a simple and harsh way to show his attitude in front of Smith. ‘You want to talk about your rules in front of the Apothecary Restoration Pill? Do you even deserve that?’

"FUCK THIS SHITS!" ********

♕𝐺𝐸𝑁𝑅𝐸♕ 𓆙dark romance𓆙 𓆙forbidden love𓆙 𓆙betrayal𓆙 ♕𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆♕ 𓆙mature content𓆙 𓆙contains abusive stuffs𓆙 𓆙murder𓆙 𓆙non-consensual / dubious consent sexual activities𓆙

But thinking of possibilities, my heart accelerated to an insane pace, all the worst thoughts invaded my mind. Mattia cleared her throat and he looked at her with a ‘what’ look. She gave him a poker face. “I am sure I’m not speaking an alien language. I’m simply asking her to answer a simple question. Is she a virgin or has someone fucked this pussy already?” The thin stick spat, making me feel disgusted over his choice of words. He should have cared about his sexuality rather than my sexual history.

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His voice was full of unfiltered disgust: “Just die here, you worthless trash.”

When she woke up she sat on the bed miserably suddenly longing for her friend Jess to talk to, she wondered briefly if he had brought her along but then dismissed the idea knowing from what she had heard that he never returned to a woman twice. ‘Fuck.’ She thought and then grimaced, she had never used so many profanities, it was not like her to swear so much, she had been brought up a Lady and using such language would be frowned upon and even punished by her Mother or her Nanny when she was younger. In the past few days, every other word that fell from her lips seemed to be profanity and then she punched her pillow angrily, ‘It was not her fault, good grief,