Darkest Jokes Novels & Stories

The word settled in the room like dust. “Bait for what?” “For Kael.” A laugh slipped out before it could be stopped. It dragged on longer than it should have. No humor sat inside it. The sound felt hollow, broken. There was nothing funny about this. Me? Bait? That had to be the worst joke ever told.

"Want to hear a joke?" "Not particularly," I sighed. "Too bad. Why don't wolves ever tell jokes while they're hunting?" I stayed silent. "Because they don't want to crack a rib!" Valen burst out laughing, a hearty sound that bounced off the walls. I didn't find it funny one bit. "That was terrible, Valen. Truly." "Whatever. You have no sense of humor," he said, still grinning. We knew we would be released anytime after 8:00 PM. As the evening shadows lengthened, we each opened a bottle of ale that had been sent down with dinner.

he teased. I choked on my own saliva and glared at the sorry excuse of my fvcking best friend who was laughing his ass off. “Choked on someone’s c*m ?” he guffawed followed by a screeching “OWWWW” and I did not feel even an ounce of guilt when I burned his nasty butt with a shot of purple fire of Dark Arts. “You b*tch,” Zane cursed while using the power of Dark Arts himself to cool his grilled ass and to cover up the torn patch of his cargoes.

"You got it wrong-" Daryl's laughter stopped me short. He clutched his ribs as he laughed, the corners of his eyes cringing together as it held mine while he kept on laughing. I don't think I said anything funny, and if I didn't already know him, I'd think he had pseudobulbar affect. "You-you thi-nk he would spare you after all you have seen in Dark Wolf? " he managed to let out amidst laughter "You think he would let you walk out of this place alive? He's going to kill you when he gets what he wants, you don't know him,"

Let's listen to it. Jake started telling a string of progressively awful jokes. They were terrible. Puns and dad jokes that caused me to groan and roll my eyes. However, I still ended up laughing. Jake's excitement was contagious, similar to a harmless virus that transmitted happiness rather than illness. What is the reason for scientists not having faith in atoms? Jake inquired, his eyes sparkling. I nodded, preparing for the joke's finale. "Because they constitute everything!" Jake's delivery of the line was so joyful that I couldn't resist laughing.

Joe who was using the dark web under the name "Darkknight" was delighted and surprised after he got a message from the famous hacker "Bumblebee", gone underground seven years ago. So, without thinking for another minute he quickly clicked on the message and opened it, and.......Wooooooshhhhhhh!..... within few seconds........ his screen went blank....... and all Joe could see on his screen was......... a dancing duck!!!! Joe face palmed himself, how could he do such a big mistake after so many years of experience in this industry?

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER ONE JOHN PAUL'S POV ________________________________________________ The sun was extremely at it brightest today and the chirping of the birds could be heard, not too far away . It was just like another day in the life of the famous John paul cooper . I had wristwatches worth millions, a private jet to whatever island or country i want to travel to and most importantly chains of businesses around the globe . My phone was buzzing and i had to see who was calling and that was my secretary Penelope.

called out a solitary voice from somewhere at the back. I ignored the heckler. “I’ve been attacked by fish in the clouds over Dalada. I’ve seen sea monsters glittering in the dark near the bottom of the ocean. And I’ve watched war golems rip men apart until all that was left was a smear. I’ve seen weretics tear off human heads and eat them like grapes. I’ve smelled the burning skin of the Jester’s victims as they were cooked alive.” I was taking some poetic licence but the effect on the crowd was more than worth a little stretching of the truth. They nervously looked around, muttering doubts to each other. “Those are the deaths you can look forward to. If you charge into the Palace of Laught

It wouldn't stop human trafficking in general, but he was going to stop this bastard if he could. Hans looked to Dimitri. "Guess that's that. Where can we find him? You mentioned the club he gets into?" "It's called the Black Diamond Bar, but it's not a bar." Dimitri flashed a rueful smile. "It's a BDSM club." "You ever go there?" Royce asked him. "We need someone who's familiar with the territory." Dimitri stroked his chin. "A few times, but they tend to prefer sadists, and that's never been my thing."

Soon Karl was standing in front of us and I could see how hard he's trying not to laugh because of the dagger looks Darren gave him. "C'mon teddy bear, you shouldn't look at him like that, you'll make him wanna pee on his pants, right Karl?" I asked and the man burst into peals of laughter and I couldn't help but smile. I looked towards Darren whose face had softened, looking at the man roaring in laughter, I still wonder what's so funny to Karl though. I know Karl, little things make him happy and little jokes get him laughing hard especially if it has anything to do with Darren, Karl would laugh at any joke that has to do with Darren, laughing at him is his favorite hobby.