Deadpool Chicken Novels & Stories

She even swiped his remaining tech team just for kicks. By the time Julian sobered up enough to care, all he had left was a mountain of debt and a hollow shell of a business. He went berserk and tried to hunt Lily down for payback, but her new boyfriend's goons beat him to a pulp and tossed him onto the curb.

I collapse to my knees, gripping my head. Visions explode behind my eyelids. A cliff. A lone figure standing at its edge. Hair flying in the wind. A familiar silhouette. No… My heart stops as I see her face. Her grey eyes. Her soft smile. Her lips part. “Goodbye, Zander.” Then, the knife in her hands rises. No… No… A scream tears from my throat as she plunges it toward her heart. “Noooooooo, Butterflyyyyyyyyy!!!”

Might want to call the cops. "Honey, who are you texting?" Chester snarled, his face twisted into something dark and chilling by the phone's glow. This whole new life spiel was nothing but a con. I was trapped in a real-life Truman Show. I lashed out with a fierce kick at Chester. He screamed in agony, doubling over, his face a mask of pain. "Chester!"

Once it told her where she could find the rest of her daughter. “In gullets,” it had said. “Building the bones of strong animals. Feeding the universe. Decaying with the leaves.” “That’s lovely,” she had told the voice in her dream, and then it wrapped around her neck like a lover’s hands and tried to strangle her. “I’m back,” she answered him now. “You ran off so quickly before that I wasn’t sure I would see you again.” Casual. Nonchalant. Simply a murderer unknowingly talking to his victim’s mother, after all. A warm sunny day in the poor district of the city.

On the day of our wedding, my fiance's best friend, Penny Lynd, showed me a video, smiling as she said, "Hey, Lydia. I've already educated Aron for you. He's now a real stud, so enjoy!" I felt my breath leaving my lungs as they made love in the video, while Aron Quaker laughed, clapping her shoulder. "Where did you get that AI video? I only took your clothes off that one time." While he was laughing without a care, I felt like I'd just fallen into an abyss. Seeing me lose my cool, Penny laughed out loud too. "There! I knew it would upset Lydia! She's so dumb that she can't even tell that it's an AI video—and a bet's a bet! Starting today, we will be married for three days." It was only t

Face down beside a stack of canned chickpeas, because apparently in the new hierarchy of useful objects, chickpeas outrank doomscrolling. Then she looks toward the living room. “Dex?” she calls. “Yeah?” His voice comes back warm, distracted. “What are you watching?” “A guy tried to jump over a barbecue.” “And?” “He did not respect the barbecue.” Maya closes her eyes for half a second. There. Normal Dex. Normal apartment. Normal idiot internet content. The world outside still pretending it is not on a countdown. The voice is inside her. Lovely. “Identify yourself,” she says.

Omar stated while giggling, with his fingers dancing along his mother’s arm. “I think your daddy’s costume was scary. Wasn’t he dressed like Deadpool?” Amy glanced down at her little boy, who shook his head. “No, daddy wore the Deadshot costume from Suicide Squad. His fake machine gun kept poking him in his butt.” Omar reminded his mom of more tragically funny things that happened that Halloween night.