Scumbag Novels & Stories

“Who are you?” “I am this house’s owner,” Winona answered. “You’re the owner? Are you that shameless scumbag?” That person insulted Winona angrily, “Doesn’t this house belong to our young master? Since when did a scumbag like you become the owner of this house?” “Why are you insulting me?” “You should be lucky that I am only insulting you. You are already so old. You could do anything else in the world, but you resorted to being a scumbag. Why?” That person cursed. As he saw that there were people nearby, he raised his voice.

The scorn replace by a sneered, and said, “You can't be a fool, of course. But are you certain you aren't wasted your time, stupid bitch?” “So I'm stupid now,” she smirk, “not just a plain bitch, huh, Agtha?” “You dare call me the name you stain, you bitch!” Agtha is shaken, her voice deadly serious and disusted. “Are you disgusted?” “You think I'm a stone after you stain my name?” “I just stained it,” the weary reply, “so what? Are you put it to heart? Move on, Agtha!” Agtha smiled the bitterness in her heart before pushing it aside. She incircled the glowing darkness with a white mist this whole time. And scan with fierce eyes the glowing darkness, yet the traces of the bitch is nowhere to

Stephen muttered, his tone mocking as he chuckled softly, even going as far as licking his lips. “You're disgusting. You're the most disgusting human I've ever met. You fucking fag. Do not ever come near me again. Jesus, what in the fucking world?” I spat in disgust, wiping my lips again and again but it didn't get rid of the disgusting feeling on my lips.

Ethan said, defending himself . "Oh. so you think hitting a woman is the only thing that can make a man a scumbag? what of all the times you and your little mistress bullied my friend . what of those times you will be intimate with your mistress and when my friend comes in, you will pretend like you are innocent? Let me tell you Ethan. you're not just a scumbag ,you're darm right ungrateful. After making sure that my friend has vented enough, I said, "Arail, leave them ,let's go, there is no need for you to get worked up over people like these."

I told him, and he scoffed angrily. "Okay. I don't need you for the dumb job anymore. I thought you were understanding and you understood me. I guess I was wrong. I'm going to get going now. And goodbye forever… Scumbag," He said, standing up. "Hey, who are you calling a scumbag?" I gasped, feeling insulted. "You, of course. Anyway, goodbye. I don't need you anymore," He said and left as I tried to talk back to him.

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

“Damn right, you don’t.” He nods. “Say it. Say everything.” “You’re a dickhead.” “I am.” “You’re a heartless pig.” “I am.” “You’re a fucking scum.” “I am.” “You’re manipulative.” “I am.” “You’re disgusting.” “I am.” “You’re broken and dangerous.” “I am.”

the pig screams in a shrill howl, grabs me by the collar, and slaps me so hard that my vision goes dark. “Are you out of your fucking mind?!” Sakal growls at his friend, rushing toward me. “You gave her a bruise, you idiot.” “That whore hit me in the dick! Killing her wouldn’t be enough!” the fatty screeches hysterically. “I’m gonna bend this trash over and show her how to behave with men! I’ll fuck her in the ass so hard she won’t sit again! I’ll pound her all the way to her tonsils — her hole will whistle the anthem of Great Zergedia when the wind blows through it!”

She showed me a messy hotel suite, disheveled sheets, and a hickey on her neck. She made her malice clear. "Nicholas just devoured me like a starving wolf five times! He even said he'll never touch you again because you disgust him." In the past, Amelia's existence had driven me to tears. I had confronted Nicholas in hysterics, demanding to know why he hurt me so deeply. But now, my heart felt nothing. I calmly typed back. "You're just a inflatable doll. I never knew they could send messages." Amelia was furious. "Are you seriously calling me a inflatable doll? You're just jealous that Nicholas loves me!"

The scar-faced man didn't loosen his grip on her while the others tailed behind him as they murmured about her as if she were invisible. "She'll fetch a good price," one of them said. "The boss will be so pleased." The scar-faced man chuckled. "Better than leaving her to rot out here. Waste of good merchandise." Merchandise. The word sent a wave of nausea through her. As if being an orphan and a rejected mate wasn't good enough, she was now a merchandise. They continued their journey deep inside the forest and down to a black van parked on the road. The back door opened wide as she was pushed inside, and she fell in a heap amidst cold, cruel metal that dug into her skin; too weak and hungry