Funny Christian Jokes Novels & Stories

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

Christian beams at me with that dazzling, all too white, cosmetically enhanced grin, looking a little Calvin Klein model with the way he’s leaning in. “Sure. I trust you. As long as it’s not sushi! I do not like raw fish.” I frown and mock throw up with fingers down my throat in his general direction. Jenny giggles at me with an adoring expression that makes her seem cutely juvenile. “Ewww no … I prefer meat to fish! I can swallow that all day long, bitches.” Christian sasses with a dirty wink and both Jenny and I eye roll and grimace at his filthy joke. Sometimes Christian is shameless and just likes to shock.

He laughed so loudly that Mishka flinched away. After a really long time, Christian was genuinely laughing his heart out. He backed away from Mishka, holding his stomach, and Mishka narrowed her eyes, but she found him cute. “You are so funny! God, my stomach is hurting,” Christian said while sitting on the edge of the bed and trying to stop laughing. “What is so funny about it?” Mishka asked, walking to him, crossing her arms across her chest. “Everything is funny about it! You going to take revenge of all the Britishers from me?” Christian asked, raising an eyebrow and Mishka blinked her eyes, nodding her head.

is* Jess?” Luke asked boldly. “What’s wrong—are you jealous?” Oh no. Christian’s face darkened. I could see the storm building in his eyes. “She’s my best friend,” he growled, voice raw. “So?” Luke retorted. “Does that mean she’s yours to keep forever while you go chasing someone else? She has every right to love and be loved too.” The tension escalated rapidly, and I barely understood how it had come to this. Jake rushed between them, arms outstretched. “Whoa, whoa, guys, chill! No fighting!” But Luke wasn’t done. “You can’t answer him, because you know I’m right.” Then, in the most bizarre twist, Luke started laughing. A full, uncontrollable laugh that filled the room lik