Funny Book Lines Novels & Stories

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

He pleaded, his mouth forming a pout and it looked really adorable on him. My books. The books The very reason I couldn’t even slip into a café without being hunted like prey. I pasted on the kindest smile I could muster, though it probably came out looking more like a grimace. “That’s… flattering. But I’m sort of…” “Wait, wait!” the girl cut me off, clutching her phone screen in front of me. “Can you say the line? The line from chapter twenty-one?” She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre.

But he is ripping up what appears to be the book I sent. And as if to mock me further, he has the stick figures again. They are smiling with little dots for eyes and arms raised as if to cheer the bear on. “You cheat, “ I have to laugh when I realize it. Then, behind me, I see Aunt Funda stiffen as if in shock to hear me. But Maddie quickly brightens. “You, too, sure are having fun.” Maddie motioned to the letter. I nodded and moved to grab the quill.

he pretended to check his phone, though I could see the faint red on his ears even from across the room. A mom came through next, her daughter bouncing on her toes beside her. “She made me read it out loud,” the woman said with a laugh. “I had to skip a few pages, though. You write very enthusiastically.” I almost choked. “I, uh, thank you?” By the tenth book, my nerves had completely dissolved into laughter. People asked about sequels, about Goose, about Portuguese phrases they’d Googled after reading. One girl even handed me a drawing she’d made of the cat hero holding a rose between his teeth.

Growling I sit up then hold the book "What's your problem, I know you're not fake so why are you hiding " " am not" The moment the book spoke I quickly let it go but it didn't fall off my hand, it remained in the air. " you..... just.... speak" stammer I crawl backward on the bed "How is a book speaking" " what do you expect lady, you have been making so much noise am forced to wake up "Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat "

Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT" Huh? Bigfoot?! She rose her head and opened her mouth to say something but caught Gabby looking from her face to the book in quick successions. She was trying to tell her something. Bigfoot wasn't actually Bigfoot? Maybe this was another book that might help her. She discreetly nodded and Gabby smiled. "I'm sorry this library couldn't help much but I hope you really enjoy this one. Page 138 has a very funny paragraph, check it out." Eleanor nodded. "Sure, thanks."

one of them asked in shock. “Something you wouldn’t understand,” I laughed before zipping into them with minimal force, taking them all down with ease. *** We walked down the street after getting new clothes and ice cream, laughing at what we had undergone in that alley. “Something you wouldn’t understand,” Jade mocked me with a loud laugh before getting into the car as I did the same. “Seriously, where do you get your lines from?” “Same place you get yours. Have you heard how cheesy you sound? You definitely need help with those lines. I could help you with mine. On second thought, you can borrow my lines. I’ll be happy to share.”

A childhood visual of the old witch from the library Hansel and Gretel book pops into my head and only increases the giggles I exude. “I hope not, I’m barely grown, and she might add me to tonight’s menu. I’m too big for an oven!” I point out between snorts of stupid laughter and Meadow caves and starts giggling too, lightening our whole mood. I guess the tension and the heavy weight of this journey has us strung out enough, that even a lame joke like this has enough power to break the strings and have us erupt. It’s needed, between us, this bonding over awful jokes.

he muttered. “A threat!” I huffed, my anger was slowly returning as the mocking words kept flashing before my eyes. Caleb picked up the note and read out the words, then burst into laughter. I snapped my angry eyes at him, wondering what was funny in what he read out. “What’s funny?” I snapped, wishing I could chop off his head. “Isn’t it funny that the person we’re after is so creative? Look at the way he designed the words,” Caleb said, pointing at designs that I never noticed.

Stuffed animals lined the shelves, their button eyes twinkling mischievously. Theo's small hands eagerly reached for a stack of picture books, their pages adorned with whimsical illustrations. Hazel's voice carried a melody of excitement and anticipation as she read aloud, bringing the characters to life. Theo's eyes widened with each turn of the page, his imagination taking flight. As the story unfolded, Hazel's voice rose and fell, painting vivid pictures in their minds. They journeyed through enchanted forests, where talking animals whispered secrets and magical beings danced in moonlit clearings. Hazel's voice was a gentle breeze, carrying them away to far-off lands filled with endless p