Best Dark Humor Novels & Stories

“Exactly what I said! Alive and kicking, furious, and very serious. But wow, the way his mom was staring at me—it’s like she wanted to turn me into menudo! Hahaha!” Dark facepalmed on the other end of the line. “Roxane, this isn’t a joke.” “Oh, it’s not? Fine, let’s plan then. But I promise you, Dark, if there’s a best comedy actress award here… I’d win it! Hahaha!” “Okay… but are you really okay there, honey?” Dark asked gently, though worry was clear in his voice.

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

"Exquisite. I could easily be bribed to attend every one of your gallery openings for intel like that. I’ll even offer myself as a subject for your next portrait. Nude, of course. For the sake of art." My face went hot, a deep flush staining my neck, but for the first time in weeks, I felt a genuine, belly-deep laugh erupt from my lungs. His dark, irreverent humor was like a tonic, stripping away the layers of mourning I’d been wearing like a shroud. He was exactly the predator I needed to chase away my ghosts.

I'm really good at hiding my emotions. Hey, jusko. I cried. I quickly held back my tears and just opened the youtube app on the Ipad. Vish might even see me crying for no reason. I just searched the name of my favorite youtube channel. Frame Order. Frame Order provides cartoon videos. But, most of their content is full of dark humor, so it's not the kind of cartoons suitable for children. I then started watching the videos. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me uncomfortable because someone's hand is being cut off, and sometimes I hate it.

He freshened up and wore only a black trouser as the atmosphere was hot. He walked out of the room and headed to the living room to get a drink. As he gulped the bottle of whiskey from the bar, he heard the screams again. He became curious to see what was going on over there. He stood up and wiped his mouth before proceeding to the direction the noise was coming from. As he walked through the passage, he could hear Ray's sinister laughter and the voices of his men. They were all discussing and laughing out loud.

Edited Chapter. ANALISE’S POV The moon goes and sun comes vanishing away all the darkness but why darkness in my life never fades. I wonder why days end so quickly. Eating doesn’t make me happy anymore. Few months ago, if I have gotten so much food then I would have eaten every single bite of it. Now I am able to eat just a small amount of it. Currently me and Luciano are sitting here having dinner. Luciano has not hit for quite some while. I still remember his words from a few days back. They are crystal clear in my mind.

“Uh…air. Just air.” He glanced up then, suspicious. “You’re strange.” “I get that a lot.” [System Tip: Try humor using self-deprecation. Humans find it relatable.] I sighed. “Dream, if I die under your management, tell my funeral guests I was killed by deadlines and your resting glare.” His fingers paused on the keyboard. One heartbeat. Two. Then, very faintly, almost inaudibly, he exhaled through his nose. [System Alert: Micro-laugh detected. Progress 75%.]

he added which made me laugh. He was appalled by his comment and was scratching his brows. "You are a smooth talker Mister" He shook his head in disapproval. "No it's true Elle, you always look like this. Ethereal." He said and scratched his brows again, earning a good laugh from me. This guy is unbelievably frank. He speaks whatever is on his mind. "Well thank you for the compliment. But please, I think I couldn't handle more" I replied. "It's okay, seeing you laugh just made my day"

He delicately treated my hand like he was not the person who burnt it. I have to do something to escape from this obsessed person. His love towards me is so dark that it will cloud me and burn me . Yesterday, I witnessed his madness. I somehow thought that he is not a normal person but yesterday he gave me a reason to. In his madness , he killed an innocent. Viraj is dead because of him . " Not him , you are the reason he died ", my subconscious yelled at me. I will agree with it. If only I didn't get his help. If only I didn't make Viraj my friend then he must be alive and live his life peacefully with his mother.

I grumbled, dusting myself off, and he chuckled. “I am the king of hell, I know what I am talking about.” I rolled my eyes. “Whatever you think you know, send it to purgatory. It is a no way in hell sort of thing.” “Okay, enough with the puns. Everyone knows you do that when you are trying to avoid the topic.” I picked up my dagger. “Take the hint, then.” He sighed, watching me as I jogged in the direction Dark had left. Yes, I can not lie, there was something…