Funny Lovely Novels & Stories

Loki shook his head. “I may like shiny things, but you sure do like cupcakes,” he snickered, slapping his knee. He began laughing, but instead of his contagious laugh, mother liked so much it sounded like cawing. Uriel crawled back around, staring at Loki. Now her tits were falling out of her top.

I know I’m crossing the line by saying this but ‘Everything is allowed in love and war’, and I'm afraid I have taken that too seriously. “This is for you…” he did not complete his sentence but looked at me, dipped his head down and kissed me again. “Thank you, Austin, for these lovely flowers,” I said. He was trying his best to not laugh but he failed. Why was he even laughing? I looked at him as if he was crazy; well he is crazy. I was bewildered but then started laughing with him without knowing the reason why. I just couldn’t stand there looking at this maniac laughing like that.

Liam teased, pointing both his fingers and move them like he has his made-up own love rhythm. “Stop you fuck!” I realized that I was, in fact, smiling the whole time so I tried to laugh it off and playfully punch Liam on his shoulders, which made him laugh as well. “Damn, the way Anya made you smile is so-” “Hey! It’s not like Anya is the only one to make me smile! I laugh my loudest laugh when ya’ll are joking!” “No, but like it’s extraordinary for you to smile just for the mere existence of Anya Moore. What has she done to you?”

It started as a giggle, then tur‍ne‌d i​nt‌o a hyst​eric‌al, sh‌ak‌ing laugh. "W‍hat is funny?" I‍ de⁠manded, sitt‍ing up. "We are covered in shit."‌ "You‍," she pointed at me. "T​he great Lo‌renzo Moret⁠ti. The m‌an who‍ irons his s​ocks⁠.‍ Look at you‍." I looked at my h⁠ands. The​y were b​la⁠ck with grime.

She remained motionless like a human without a soul when she recalled every cruel word that Henry said. Louise thought she mentioned something she was not supposed to mention which made Monique upset as tears started rolling down her face. Louise got anxious and quickly explained, "Monique, I'm just joking with you, your smile is not awful, it's me, my smile is ugly, so please, don't cry, alright?" "You're the prettiest lady in the world, regardless you're crying or smiling." "Monique, perhaps you're feeling hungry after sleeping for an entire day and night, so stop crying and let's go have something to eat."

Louisa really felt so much happy, cheerful and no longer bored at all. How could she not, if every time Henry gave surprises that Louisa had never thought of before. Said jokes that she had never heard before, and Louisa felt very amused. She, who for five years had forgotten how to laugh and smile, was finally able to feel it again. And that was helped by Henry. Louisa, who basically didn't like change, started to like change itself slowly.

For every-one’s benefit. The smiles Logan had given her today when she’d sug-gested Michael hold his hand were a personal benefit. “So, Michael, what do you think of the manatees?” she asked as they were departing, not dwelling on per-sonal anything when it came to Logan. Well, trying not to. Michael wrinkled his nose. “Manatees don’t look like mermaids. Mermaids are pretty.” A smile replaced the thoughtful look on Logan’s face. He obviously found Michael’s comment funny, but Angel took the comment for what it was: a compliment. “Perhaps not to you, but they’re beautiful to other mana¬tees. And they’re very curious and gentle creatures.”

I said softly, breaking the comfortable silence, “I’m really glad we have these nights. It makes everything feel a little less overwhelming.” Favour nodded, her eyes half-lidded with contentment. “Me too, Ava. It’s like a little escape from all the craziness out there.” Gift smiled, a relaxed, genuine expression. “Plus, it’s just plain fun. Who else can turn a boring night into an adventure with just a few jokes and a lot of coffee?”

Olivia read it aloud before she slammed her palm onto the table angrily, “What the f*ck?!” In contrast to Olivia’s exasperation, Jenny’s reaction was slightly better, laughing when she heard Olivia’s words. “My team used to tell me that many are kind in the wrong situations, but I wondered if that was true because I’ve never met many who were like that. It seems that all of them are on Twitter! Haha!” “Haha!” Lily broke out in a chuckle because of what Jenny said. “Jen! I never knew you were so funny! You can become a stand-up comedian.”

I'm pleased that I've ruffled him for once. “Ok, why do I like you? Well, you are funny, sweet, witty, cute - “ “Cute!” I say, miffed. “What’s wrong with cute?” “Babies are cute. Puppies are cute. Grandmothers are cute. I am not cute,” I say, huffing a little. Carter laughs for a few seconds. “Ok, ok. Not cute. How about pretty?” “I’ll accept it,” I say, mollified.