Used Profanity Novels & Stories

I am leaving now," I said with my head bowed down to them, while avoiding eye contact with Prof who was now completely focused on devouring Punyemas' lips. Meanwhile, Punyemas was also trying to avoid his face. That idiot Kumag was still acting innocent, as if he didn't just witness Prof going down on Punyemas earlier! I shook my head at the thought. Damn. I never thought I could be so vulgar. I didn't understand why Dashiel was acting like that, as if he didn't approve of Prof's actions, when just earlier he was so enjoying the taste of kepyas and even invited me to join them. What an idiot. I didn't wait for their response to my statement because it was obvious they wouldn't be able to res

Satisfied with himself, he further tapped on her profile, tapping the circular story button next. She had a couple of pictures and videos on her story. The very first one with picture with words in fat red letters reading out “JERK”. He blinked as he tapped on the next one, similar fonts but different wordings this time. “ASSHOLE”. There was more. “RUDE JERK” “NARCISSISTIC BASTARD” “SNOB” “SON OF A-“ Horrified by the amount of unfiltered swearing, Giovanni quickly tapped on the screen until he was met with a totally different media.

I apologize for not picking up your call last night; my wifi is not working well I pouted my lips while waiting for her to message me back AJ; Good morning, sweetie. I just woke up. Today is my rest day. Regarding my call from last night, it's okay; I know you were either asleep or tired. Does your class not start tomorrow? I smiled when she finally replied, AJ is short for sister Anjie Me: Yes "Using cellphones are not allowed in my room" Professor Aiden suddenly said, I stopped typing and looked at him

“Yep. And guess what? That means you’re about to be out of a job. My father doesn’t tolerate incompetence, and you’ve been a prime example.” Jenna’s lips curled into a sneer. “You’re nothing, Elara. Just a washed-up professor who couldn’t even keep her man. You should’ve known better than to stick around.” I felt the sting of their insults like physical blows, my cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and anger. I glanced around, noticing that other students and faculty were beginning to gather, their curious eyes fixed on the unfolding drama. “Seriously?” I choked out, trying to keep my voice steady despite the humiliation. “This is how you want to do this?”

Sarah had a bit of difficulty describing her words in front of Anthony because she couldn't possibly use the harshest swear words she had learned so far to call Anthony an irresponsible bastard. “Ms. Johnson, I don't care what you think of me. Please leave my room now or you will—” "What? You're going to threaten me like you threatened Shanon and take away her scholarship, huh? What kind of professor are you? After you beat her black and blue, you still took the only thing that Shanon had dreamed of all this time. She studied very hard since high school to get good credits and get a scholarship to her dream college. She could have had a better life because her father was actually rich enough

And right now, he would be trying to stifle his laughter. "So you are not even aware of where you are at the moment?" He grits out and it scares me a bit. "I'm sorry!" I murmur, looking down because after he yells at me, it becomes hard to look him in the eyes. "Damn! I already told you I don't like sorries. Try to work on your mistakes, that'd be better than repeating sorry!" Out of all the things he said, I am seen to be stuck on the profanity he cursed. What? I know I also do it, but it does not suit a teacher, right?

I had to jog to keep up, cursing him in my head with every step. Things like: Lumbering ox, musclebound caveman, stubborn cow, lazy alley cat… I’ve phased out the harsher insults from my vocabulary. My profession doesn’t exactly smile upon foul language. And besides, calling someone “stupid” outright? Technically, even that could be defamation. Even if it’s just in your head. “Dean! I’m tired!” “We’re here already.” “This building? When you said ‘Metro Tower Business Center,’ I imagined something else.”

Using words like *darn* in place of *damn* and *freaking* in place of *f**king* because of Davis. * *

“Mgepmgvulgtlagln Yeeognge.” “Temp** Yogi?” It’s genital. “Mgepmgvulgtlagln Yeeognge, you dumbass!” Alfi exclaimed irritatedly that he is swearing and I forgot to strikethrough it. Aw, come on! Striking through the swear words just decreases the twist. Well, let’s get back to my old ecstatic writing style. “Give it a simple name isn’t that hard, you bastard! It’s hurting my tongue!” Varz replied.

‎"Are you really sure boss? Taking him home?" ‎"Are you questioning my judgement?" Professor Adrian asked as the man holding the phone swallowed hard... ‎"No boss... Sorry boss..." ‎"Good..." The man quickly hanged up the phone after that and scoffed loudly... ‎