Sassy Comebacks Novels & Stories

"Whatever you want to do, do it damned well." "And own it with pride." He raised his glass. "Cheers, to whatever it is that has you smiling." "Awww I want to drink too!" Sabrina stood in the doorway, still in her clothes from work with a huge smile on her face. "Where are you coming from? It's almost eleven." I said. She rolled her eyes. "Well, I had some things to get done. Some of us have lives outside of work you know, " "Is that an insult?" I narrowed my eyes.

My husband Marcus Ashford has severe social anxiety. In three years of marriage, he refused to meet a single one of my friends or family. Even our wedding was just the two of us, because he said a crowd would trigger a panic attack. Because it hurt me to see him like that, I put up with my parents' disappointment and my friends' confusion, made every excuse for him, and guarded his fragile little world with both hands. That changed tonight, when I stumbled onto the social media page of his first love, newly returned from overseas. In the photos, Marcus moved through the room with Chloe, working the toasts with total ease, laughing wide and unguarded. I opened the next live photo, and a snatc

" I shot back on reflex. "You're a bitch, just so you'd know." He stated in a flat voice. "Yeah, I know. I took a DNA test, turns out I'm a hundred percent that bitch." I replied, feeling smug as ever for coming up with a comeback this cool in just a few seconds. "Blah, blah, blah..." He retorted in a bored tune. "Haha, boring." I remarked. "No, you're just pained." He deadpanned. "I understand how you feel, that clapback was pretty loud, it's still echoing till now." I taunted, hell bent on having the last words here.

Sunny’s POV “Go here at my office before you go home tonight. I have something to ask you to do.” Damon said over the phone. I rolled my eyes as I flushed the toilet since I just peed. “I understand, your highness.” “W-Wait, what’s that? Is that a flush from the toilet?!” “Yeah, it is.” “You’re using the toilet while talking to me over the phone?! You’re so gross, nerdy!” “Well, that’s because you called me while I was here, you idiot!”

Justin proclaims, flustered, throwing back various media. Then, in that moment, in a matter of moments, that movement on Sassa 's back slips out of place. Gabriel rushes to the ground, quickly followed by Jay, then, at that moment, Sassa notices the recovery table and with a jump finds injured on the metal surface. What continued on its back was a tail, which it uses to lunge at the young girls, both falling to the side, before turning towards me and throwing a straight paw around my neck.

Inside, her emotions roiled like a storm, a mix of anger, hurt, and betrayal swirling within her. "I feel like the most pretty girl in the world sometimes," Sarah continued, her tone dripping with conceit. "I can get whatever I want at my fingertips." Her smile widened, brimming with smug satisfaction. "I guess I'm more attractive than you, that's why Anderson couldn't resist me," she concluded, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath Cassie's calm exterior. With a sudden surge of rage, Cassie's hand shot out, delivering a swift and stinging slap across Sarah's cheek. The force of the blow nearly sent Sarah stumbling backward, shock registering on her face as she struggled to process what had

He shrugged. I wonder what's with him now. We were fine yesterday. “Are you okay?” “What?” He looks puzzled by my question. “I know you heard me.” I imitated his voice He chuckled. “using my words on me now, are we?” “Yes, you think you are the only one who always has a snarky comeback? I do too.” “Well my dear, your comebacks are lame.” I held my hand to my heart, faking a gasp. “Are you calling me lame? I am the most interesting person you'll ever have the chance of knowing in your life.”

' Adelina stated turning her head to Narcissus. Jax's Point of View 'Satan herself.' Well, clearly her friends understood how bad she was and referred to her as the devil. 'Hey, I'm not Satan.' she said throwing a couple of chips at her friends 'don't look at me like that Ser.' ''You're not Satan....right. And I'm Michael Jackson.' 'Pop a song then MJ.' she said sarcastically. 'Let me out or I swear to God.' 'Swear to God, then.' Adelina stated 'go to God and swear at him.'

"Come on, fire back. I love it when you get all sarcastic and feisty. It's like foreplay." "Foreplay? In your dreams, asshole." I met his gaze defiantly, my sarcasm sharpening like a blade. "If this is your idea of seduction, no wonder Rebecca and the others stick around—they must be as masochistic as you are sadistic. Or maybe they're just pitying the poor guy who can't take a hint."

For just a second. Then Sophie looked over her shoulder. Her expression hardened. "Abe." "Morning." Neither of them answered. I stopped a few feet away. "I actually wanted to" "You wanted to what?" Sarah cut in. "Send more flowers?" The sarcasm was impossible to miss. "I wanted to apologize." Sophie laughed. "That's funny." "I'm serious." Sarah crossed her arms. "You know what your problem is?" I stayed quiet. "You think every grand gesture erases years of being a terrible person."