Deadly Prank Novels & Stories

"Get up. Now!" A searing, bone-deep pain shot through my arm. I couldn't help frowning and groaning in pain. "Do you have to act like you're half-dead so that the whole world will think I'm abusing you?" she screamed. Someone clearly couldn't take it anymore and said, "That's not what we meant. That slide is what, 12 feet high? In the worst-case scenario, he really could've died!" However, Mom's voice was colder than snow seeping through my shoes in winter. "Hmph. He's not dying that easily. Bad weeds grow tall!"

***** Axel's POV ***** “I don't need a hit man, I'll do it myself.” Dorian crossed the line coming for Elara, he has no idea, but he just signed his death deal. “What do you think would happen if it gets out that Axel Thorne, Elara's husband murdered his blood brother, what do you think would happen to her reputation she's been working so hard to build,” Knox said, arms folded across his chest. “No one's going to find out…I won't tell if you don't,” I responded, looking up at him as I cocked my gun.

He saw me as nothing but an obstacle to his true love, desperate to be free of me. His friends immediately offered suggestions. Until one proposed an idea that had everyone eagerly anticipating the outcome. "I've got the perfect plan—Travis, you fake your death at the wedding. We'll livestream it and watch her break down completely, crying her eyes out!" After saying this, the person seemed to realize they'd gone too far and stopped talking.

answered calmly and steadily, “Of course. We’ll keep this a secret. The call ended. I sat down on my couch and wondered how Laura and Adam would tear each other apart. I understood Laura far too well. She was stupid and bad, so she would never figure out that I set this entire thing up, much less believe in what Adam had to say. What a pity that I could not watch the two of them rip into each other in rage. I took out the gramophone she gave to me from the closet, and my mind went on a trip down memory lane. I was finally able to avoid the fate of my entire family dying this round, and those two wastes of space were going to get what they deserved! All I needed to do next was wait for their

Fuck, that shit arouses me. I moved closer to her, almost taking her lips in when my phone unexpectedly rang. I stood up and Crystal made a groan as if telling me not to stop. I smirked and walked toward my phone. It was Shadow. "It better be important if you don't want to lose your head." I threatened immediately I picked the call, my voice low and menacing. "The human trafficking guys in the dungeon are all dead." came the hurried reply. "What? How come?" "We found them all dead this morning."

"But when you slip up, Dominic, and I get my hands on her, you will wish you never set foot into this room. A grim smile quirked Dominic's lips. "Let's see who regrets what." Unbearable tension filled the room as the two men prepared for the deadly game. I watched in helpless horror as Dominic loaded the gun, steady hands and unflinching eyes that never left Patrick. In that instant, I knew how far Dominic would go for me, and it scared me. This wasn't a game; it was war, and the stakes were higher than they had ever been. The room was holding its collective breath as Dominic raised the gun, aiming it at Patrick. The silence was deafeningly loud, except for the hammer cocking back. My heart

Was it because the rings from the jewelry store, worth hundreds of thousands, weren't sparkly enough? With trembling hands, they slipped the rings onto each other's fingers. Shawn lifted her veil, ready to kiss her, when a group of police officers barged in and switched on all the lights in the banquet hall. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Shawn Brenson and Miss Sandra Chance? There's been a report filed against you both, alleging child abuse and the wrongful death of a minor. We need you to come with us to assist with the investigation," a police officer said.

Splattered on the furniture and walls, dripping from the coffee table, puddled on the floor. And in the center of the bloody mess was the person she had sucked into pure destruction. She realized they would never truly know of her sordid tales and the mess she had created for everyone around her. However, she felt overwhelming guilt that her dark secrets were the reason for their demise. Who knew being in love could be so deadly? *** Six Months Earlier Emile Astor was a murderer.

Zack's Pov. I'm home from school now. What my monkey friends make me do is tiring. They said they wanted me to prank Angel with my stretches and also to show him my sweetness. Suppose I pretend to be sweet to her hmm. If there was no real punishment, I wouldn't do that because I know that woman likes me and I don't like her. Then they say that I will dance on the ground naked when I don't do that. ***** I called Zyrone first to find out when I would stop what they were doing. It was annoying

I just knew that if we used fake blood, Caleb would have known right away, and I really wanted it to be good for Kyra. Maybe the prank wasn’t something that we should have done, I realized that it had been wrong. Never in my life had I ever seen Caleb shed a tear. If I had been in Caleb’s shoes, I probably wouldn’t have thought it was very funny, but there weren’t a lot of options to catch him off guard.