Best Revenge Pranks Novels & Stories

After all of my attempts to prove myself, those assholes, or should I say an asshole in particular, manage to make things difficult for me. "I-I'm sorry." The guy whose name I still didn't know croaked out after that crash out, and I rolled my eyes at his whole demeanor before storming off in the direction of the underground garage where my car was parked. I got into the driver's seat and drove off to my best friend's, Summer's house, where I drank some more booze and slept off. **** You should imagine my surprise the next day when I make it back to my apartment to see that same dude coming out of the apartment opposite mine.

Although she wants to dance in the middle, the floor felt so narrow with this ocean of people that she just settled on the space she reached. "Girl!" A man in front of her called. She was already dancing; her hips are swaying from side-to-side as she lifted her hands to the air. "Why did you drink so hard? You are losing your mind! It was not our goal for tonight!" Dalmi opened her eyes and saw Jackie shielding her from the people around her. She smiled. "Jackie! Let's call off the prank. You know, he doesn't want to play. Let's pick another man–oh! Hello, Sir!" Dalmi smirked at the man from earlier.

He would have let her die painlessly, but she had to go and humiliate him everywhere, making him lose his company, his dignity, and even the perfectly stable life he was going to achieve. The strange caller came like a divine entity to help him take his revenge for all the humiliation he had received. “He said he will help me,” Chris spoke with a labored breath. “He took care of Bella, and said he knew a way to get rid of Sherry too.” Chris shook his head in disdain, “However, the policeman he had asked to take care of Sherry failed miserably.” It was truly a misfortune, Chris thought. “If that son of a bitch had managed to kill Sherry the Ahh!” Levian punched Chris in the gut to stop him fr

"Look around. There are over 300 people on this set. How many shifts do you think you'd have to pull as a corpse just to pay for all that?" Mom and Dad were stunned by Gilbert's attitude toward me, their eyes flaring with indignation. But I kept my smile in place. "Not just coffee. Lunch is on me, too." With that, I shrugged off Gilbert's contempt and turned to Priscilla. "Can we make that happen?" Without a word, she pulled out her phone and made a quick call. Not long after, the coffee and catering arrived. Gilbert and the rest of the crew stood there, their jaws on the floor. After all, just two days ago, I'd been face-down in the dirt playing a corpse—the absolute lowest rung on the prod

If it weren't for me, Andy wouldn't have to sleep in parks or contract such a terrible illness… But then again, why was Andy hanging out with them? Sunny then sent me another text: [Don't you want the truth? Check out this livestream and you'll understand.] I stared at the link I didn't recognize, but quickly tapped on it with a trembling finger before I knew it. [Welcome to the World of Pranks! Our current prankster is Andy Lawson, and his victim is Jane Smith!] There was a small line underneath: [One month left!]

Isla had barely cracked a smile after snatching the prize ticket when her expression froze solid. She shrieked and lunged at me again. "You bitch! How dare you trick me?! This isn't the real prize ticket—hand over the real one!" I kicked her away and demanded flatly, "Why don't you explain why you faked your death first, Kingsley?"

My team was the only one in the company that hit its performance targets this year. At the year-end party, the boss waited until everyone else had left, then he pulled out a big red box and had the four of us in my team draw blind boxes. I drew a desktop tower caked in dust, an antique that looked like it belonged in a museum. Haley Lambert, my teammate, drew a monitor covered edge to edge in scratches. Drew Sandler got a keyboard with every letter worn clean off the keys. Gabe Carell ended up with a grease-slicked wired mouse. Our boss, Cyrus Griffin, clapped me on the shoulder, grinning drunkenly. "You young people love a blind box, right? It's all about that thrill of not knowing!

Other photos were The Minnesota Fats’ Rudolf Wanderone and The Filipino’s pride The Magician Efren Bata Reyes. “Thanks, man!” That was Brett. “Nice game, by the way.” I chuckled when I sensed him heading towards us. I turned to face him. “You’ve got to be kidding me! You tricked him, Sharknado. You’re a pool shark and he is barely a rookie. That’s literally cheating!”

Looking at all the spa products and the thinking about the torture I would be going through next few hours I asked" Do we really need to go through all this? " " If you do not want to look like a caveman then yes we do need to go through all this and because of you I can not use those butt plugs anymore without remembering where you put them in Daniel's body. I had to throw them but the prank was hilarious so going through this salon treatment is my revenge". That entire day was spent in that death treatment. Jess sure took her revenge. Who knew sticking her toys in someone's body would cost me so much? If I knew I would never I mean never would had done that and on top of that the pool duty

After his father passed, he came back, set his trap, and slowly lured me into it. With everything lined up, I hopped on a plane back to Althoria City. Evan owned a company—the same one he'd tricked me into working for. He set me up with a new identity of a woman who looked similar to me and had a solid history. I lost a lot of weight in the past few months. I also had some subtle cosmetic tweaks and added a few moles to my face. Using this new persona, I applied for a job at Quentin's company.