Cringe Copypasta Novels & Stories

"Get off me you jerk," ~AND HERE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAF~ Creed grabbed his leg and crushed it with all his might. "Do you think I am your ride or something?" ~HE HE HE, I ENJOY SITTING ON SHOULDERS, AREN'T YOU SCARED?~ "Scared? don't give yourself too much credit," Creed huffed and smirked slightly. "I don't get scared this easily..." ~HE HE HE HE, WHY ARE YOU CLIMBING THE TREE? IS SOMETHING UP THERE?~

Cyra “It didn’t take you long to find a replacement for poor Yorick, did it, Cyra?” Megan asks with a sneer as she walks up to the table. Her hand snakes out, reaching for Hacker’s note. I fork slams down on the note, just missing Megan’s hand. “Careful, Megan. That’s a good way to lose your fingers,” Piper growls. “You’re a fucking bitch,” Megan growls at her. “Don’t be jealous just because I’m getting fucked by a hot guy and no one wants to touch your skanky pussy,” Piper says, sneering at her.

Craig smiled, "I love you, Craig, I was just scared that people will call me a whore for dating your cousin and you, I wanted you to tell me that you love me, those times, I live with your cousin, those times we spend together alone, I like it Especially when you care for me during my monthly flow, I like it when you cuddle me, when you touch my hair, to be specific when you tie it in one when you punish me when I did wrong." she inhaled heavily. "I forgot to tell you that your voice is sweet, I rate you ten on ten, it was lovely, I recorded it, and I always listen to it in my free time, is like hearing you talk, I wish you could talk to me in that sweet voice, not that coarse one." Craig fa

Perfect employs the flawed logic of a math teacher who accepts homework that could have been copied off of each other, just as long as it shows the right equation. One clever guy cut and pasted an image of Salvador Dali’s melting clocks to represent the habit of unpunctuality (“Wait lang”) he had developed after he got addicted to computer games. Yssy pasted images of wine bottles, pills, a car crash and prison with an accompanying backstory that’s actually stolen from Lindsay Lohan’s life. Another guy (Nathan) was more truthful and posted a picture of an arguing man and woman.

" Sookie dislikes the new plan. Amber fixes her hair and says, "I did until Sophia decided to disgrace the squad by making Jaylee topless out there." "And now the nobodies will think we are as miserable as them." "I'm sorry; I will never try to start a fight again." Sophia apologizes sorrily. She then walks away. "Follow her, to ensure she doesn't do another stupid thing," Amber orders Sookie. "Thanks for not punishing me," I tell Amber as we are alone.

The laughter was laced with ridicule and derision, making me feel physically sick. I had no idea what was happening, but an ominous feeling crept into my heart. Thus, I followed the crowd to the lobby on the first floor. The moment I looked up, my eyes flew wide open. While I'd been trying to retrieve the surveillance footage, someone had used AI to create a pornographic deepfake video of me and displayed it on the giant screen outside the company building. An indecent woman with my face was seductively posing for everyone on the street. I felt a surge of rage shoot up, causing my temples to throb. A loud ringing filled my ears, and my mind went completely blank. With trembling hands, I open

E COMPANY Crystal is busy photocopying the files she has to submit to the manager, the gossips of the employees about her were loud and clear but they still continue talking acting as if she wasn't there 👤 Isn't she ashamed of herself, like hell still having the nerves to come here 👤 I don't blame her at all , I'm sure this is not the first rejection she's facing 👤 If I was in her shoes, I would have committed suicide long time ago Crystal groans and faces them " can you just shut up you parasitic worms" They gasp in shock

One hit, and I’m back to original manufacturer settings, wondering who I am and why my cheeks feel like they’ve been kissed by a brick. “Get back to your senses, you pathetic, hollow, brain-dead waste of space. A useless, shivering, white-skinned animal with the personality of a damp carpet and the spine of a jellyfish. You’re an annoying, taintless, blood-feeding parasite who brings nothing to the table but noise and disappointment. You’re a walking, non-breathing mistake, a loud-mouthed, empty-headed clown who couldn’t find his own reflection in a mirror. You are a disgusting, entitled, low-tier glitch in the system, a non-sweaty, unwashed excuse for an animal who makes anyone in a room wi

I sprinted across the pitch, my focus sharp, unaware of the danger that awaited me. Mark, fueled by his resentment, seized the opportunity for a final act of aggression. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, Mark launched himself into a dangerous tackle, targeting my knee. The impact was brutal, my knee twisting unnaturally beneath the force. A sharp cry escaped my lips as searing pain shot through my leg, threatening to engulf me. Mark's expression twisted into a sadistic smile as he witnessed my anguish, his satisfaction evident in his gaze. The taste of victory fueled his cruel intentions, and he reveled in my suffering.

He paused to look at everyone around them in the cafeteria, letting it sink into them. Oh God! Chloe used her hands to cover her face in mortification, a pure and real one that made your face burn and a blush fast climb her face. “This message should be adhered to, or I will rain trouble on whoever it is. Thank you for your listening ears and cooperation.” He said, and then he got down from the table and walk back to her, his steps heard in the silence he had created.