Deviled Eggs Meme Novels & Stories

Above it, a caption: “When you marry a CEO but still get treated like the valet.” A second meme followed moments later. This one had Eleanor’s face mid-sentence, with: “The real boss showed up. Grandma with the Glock.” Julian stared at it for a moment. Then silenced the phone and slid it into the drawer beside his watch. By midmorning, Sophie strolled into his study holding a tablet and two croissants. “You’re trending,” she said, dropping the pastries onto his desk. “And before you ask, yes—most of it’s satire. Some’s nasty. But some of it’s… weirdly affectionate?”

I grab a deviled egg off the tray, pop it in my mouth, and smirked as I walked off. I don’t even look back.

I ignored every one. Then the messages started pouring in. We're not breaking up. You're just upset. We'll talk when you calm down. Come home. I was about to silence the conversation when another notification appeared. Liam Carter [crying cat] meme I stared at the screen, waiting for him to realize he'd sent it to the wrong person. One minute. Two. Nothing. Instead, another message popped up. I figured you could use this more than I could. Attached was a digital coffee gift card.

"Someone hotter and less grumpy for me to do this with?" Lily's response was blunt. "Arc's the ugly, deformed waiter you kissed at your father's gala after finding out about your ex's infidelity." Chelsea winced. "Thanks for the reminder." "You needed it," Lily said. "Kevin's stealing the spotlight, and even Larry's Italian charm is overshadowing your drama. Those memes aren't helping. Almost ten memes of you crying that night has surfaced, including one with a thundercloud hovering over your head." Chelsea's anxiety spiked. Being meme-ified meant you were either ridiculously silly or famously notorious. Chelsea knew he'd become a meme for both reasons.

The next morning tasted like ash and second-guessing. I was still in my robe, sitting on the edge of the bed, when Valerie walked in like she owned the place—because apparently, she sort of did now. She held two croissants in one hand and her phone in the other. “Newsflash,” she said, biting into one, “your ex-bestie is trending on mafia T*****r.” I groaned. “There’s mafia T*****r?” “Oh yeah. And let me tell you, the threads are wild. Someone made a meme of Julia with a ‘villain origin story’ background.”

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

“You don't deserve Trevor either. I know him better than you. That bro is a fucking psychopath. Ask his squad, they'll tell you!” I yelled back. “You're the psychopath here!” I shook my head disappointedly and went into the photography club room where I got my smile back. I didn't focus on the class for today. I was focused on my phone. Writing on my notes app. Everything I had prepared to make Elliot go crazy. _Elliot is a madman _weak and useless _Hockey king? More like Stupid king. I proceeded to find stickers and memes. Found aesthetic pictures of Eliot and replaced the head with a meme. Anything to make people immersed in what was going on. Then….posted. Everyone would see the update on

The woman in the yellow dress stood beside him with a smirk. "People turned it into memes," Astrid said. She scrolled through the comments. "It is so viral even penguins in Antarctica have probably seen it. Mom's phone has not stopped ringing since last night." I pressed my face into the pillow to block out the sight. "Turn it off." Astrid did not stop. She read the words aloud in a flat tone. "'So desperate.' 'What a joke.' 'That poor guy, she ambushed him.' Here is a short one. It just says, 'stupid bitch.'"

Even my fans laugh about it and made so many memes about it! "Sorry, me no speak english!"

I scrolled through the comment section and all I saw were the bitter comments. @Cocomilo: Finally, we get to see the fall of those fools! @Ajeyli: Triple A my foot. Look who's now a Triple D, suckers! I can't wait for the big news!’ @Youcancallmedaddy: I'll give someone $200 if they're able to get me the information before the poster upload it. @Callmemummy: Eat your money @Youcancallmedaddy, you look like a skeleton in your profile.