Slap In The Face Synonym Novels & Stories

Fueled by a rising anger, Sophia slapped Paula’s cheek once more, causing a loud sound that made Paula’s face snap to the side. Both Paula and Sophia were stunned.

he clarified. It felt like a slap across my face. “Are you mad?!” I yelled.

*slap* He slapped me hard on the face. So hard that my face went falling to one side. Blood stewed my mouth and my teeth became drenched in it. “Don't you dare act as if you know everything when you don't? You have no one out there. Your blood sister wants to kill you, and your mate abandoned you, when will your eyes open up to reality” he said further, but it sounded nonsensical to me. I pulled my face right up and wiped my lips in his sight.

But yet, I didn't care. I raised my hand and slapped him in the face. “ That's” Slap “ For” Slap “ Hurting” Slap “ My” Slap “ husband!”

In a shocking turn of events, a searing pain struck my cheeks as she delivered a harsh slap, leaving my left ear ringing with the impact. I've received a few punches before, but a slap on my cheek, which was sure to leave her handprint in my face has never been done by anyone before. It stood as a grim reminder of the maid's ruthless act, intertwining with the lingering memories of mistreatment from my time at the orphanage. The resounding sound of the slap reverberated throughout the room, eliciting a gasp from the other maid standing behind her. "You didn't have to do that, Bianca" she exclaimed, her voice filled with shock and disapproval.

“Are you two going to get out of my way or are you going to keep standing here like some pussies who have nothing better to do with their time?” I have not even landed on my statement when I feel a sting on my cheek. The gasps from the crowd that follow that up were enough to let me in on what just happened. My head has been pushed to the side, and it was all because I have been slapped across the face. I don’t know who among the two just did it but I know one thing for sure... Dogs never change.

“The deal goes both ways!” “The business didn’t go as you planned, but friendship matters too.” “Please! For my sake…” Slap! Idris swung the back of his palm across Thomas’s face, slapping the latter to the ground. He was so fast, nobody could even tell what happened. “What right do you have to stand in front of me, you bald f*ck?!” “Trash like you have no say here!” “Slapping you is a waste of my energy!” Idris then stomped on Thomas’s face.

Slap! The stinging echo of the slap reverberated through the kitchen, punctuating the oppressive silence. Elena's cheek burned from the force, a fiery trail left in its wake. She winced but quickly buried her pain, focusing on the mound of dishes piled in the sink. The cold, greasy water splashed against her raw, frostbitten fingers, intensifying the dull throb in her hand. Each plate she scrubbed felt like another weight added to her shoulders, the indignity of her position pressing down on her like a vice.

Slap! Before Willa could complete her statement, Gillian raised her hand and slapped Willa hard on the face. The impact left a fingerprint mark on Gillian’s face and made Willa’s face whip to the side. Willa’s hand flew to her face, and her eyes widened in shock as if she couldn’t believe that Gillian would suddenly slap her.

The belt makes sure I can't get away! "Gen, do you think I can kill it with a punch? That skull is harder than marble!" I have a complaint here. "What I hate the most is being slapped." I was angry at this and gave Lucas a bad look. He stood up, but his face was straight. "Cheese, you better wish." "You didn't wake up earlier did you-" "I wish you had just punched me! I'm used to punching but not slapping. Do you know that slapping is an insult?" I am interested in them. I am twice as angry. I'm sleep deprived, I'm still slapped.