Scumbag Novels & Stories

“Before you dismembered the demon, did you happen to get a good look at it?” He nods. “Maybe five feet tall if I’m being generous. Claws, flat teeth, smelled like the inside of an asshole, with skin resembling an elderly man’s ball sack.” “Scrapper demon. Great. When there’s one there’s usually more. They follow behind more powerful demons, eating their scraps. Hence the nickname. I’m surprised it took them this long to follow behind that Third Hierarchy twatwaffle.” I tip my head. “How many old man ball sacks have you seen?”

Charlie frowned before he asked, “There is actually a scumbag like this?” “Yes!” Aurora replied immediately, “Before this happened to my best friend, I really did not expect that there would be this kind of scumbag in this world. However, after looking into it, I discovered that there are actually many scumbags like this! They simply take pleasure in playing around with women and have no conscience at all!” Charlie replied coldly, “Each of them owes their lives to great women who gave birth to them, but they are actually taking pleasure in playing around with women? These kinds of

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"I thought six years away would have made you a little less of a pampered pup. I guess some things never change, Cry-Baby." He lifted his head, his blue eyes flashing with a dangerous heat. "And you’re still the same thorn in my side that’s been festering since we were in the nursery. Do you ever plan on growing up, Stick-Girl?" "I don't know, do you ever plan on being something other than a colossal prick?" "That depends on whether you can stop being a feral termagant!" "What the hell is a 'termagant'?" "It means you’re a violent, overbearing bitch, that's what!"

Jeremy said. "Heyyyy, who called me a scumbag just now? The fragile boy who never date a girl?" I can't believe at the scence as the little boy said sh*t in front of me. What's the more interesting thing is that he doesn't look scare of my voice but just look at me and said," Having never dated a girl is not a shameful thing but dating many girls although he is incapable of satisfying on the bed is shameful" BOOM!!!!!! Both Marcus, Louis and Noah become silent and Cindy, Patricia and Jessica looked scared.

“Hmm. Let’s see... South Park?” Olivia laughed, shaking her head as she reached for the scallions. “Nope. Not even close.” “BoJack Horseman? No, too depressing,” he mused, sliding one of the glasses toward her across the marble island. “Give me a hint.” “Big Mouth,” she said, popping a blackberry into her mouth. Derek actually choked on a laugh, nearly spilling his own drink. “No way. Absolutely not. That show is... Liv, that show is aggressively filthy.”

Renee said, stepping away from the escalator as they reach the second floor. Once they got inside a beauty salon, Pamela immediately shrieked, rushing to hug her friend. He was Miggy, a gay man who Mea thought was prettier than Pamela, but of course she didn’t say that out loud for her to hear. That would be a declaration of war.

I added. “Wow, I get to know you more and more, and it hasn’t even been a full day since you arrived. I see you’re quite talented at badmouthing too, impressive. But listen, you don’t belong here. You’re definitely not my sister or my mom’s daughter. Okay?” he said arrogantly, leaning in. “Well, not that I want to be your sister, but I definitely love your mom. I think all she needs is a better daughter... or should I say, child,” I spat back, letting the last word hang pointedly in the air.

Luca carried her in his arms while gazing at me with eyes filled with cold indifference. “Hailey Jones, I’m starting to think I made a mistake judging your character. “You’re bullying her because you’re envious that I treat her so well, aren’t you?! “How could you possibly compare to a girl like Winnie? “Apologize to her now!” When my eyes met his cold gaze, it felt like knives were plunging into my heart.

Glaring down at me with the exact kind of thick, heavy disgust usually reserved for a leaky trash bag at the bottom of a dumpster. Well, yeah. Great. Fuck me too, I guess.

A silent Ember watched Penelope cursing her, as if she was looking at a madwoman. However, Penelope kept cursing. "You are a third wheel! If it weren't for you, Caleb would have married me long ago! It's all your fault! "I wonder what kind of trash gave birth to garbage like you. You are simply scum, and all your friends are scum too! How can trash like you be worthy of flaunting your power in front of me?" Overwhelmed by anger, Penelope resorted to verbal abuse. However, Ember was no pushover. It was okay for Penelope to criticize her, but she should never implicate her family and friends.