Funny Patrick Novels & Stories

But it seemed like things were turning around slowly, and I was immensely happy for him. "Congratulations!" I laughed, getting up to pat him on the shoulder, but he grunted instead, not looking pleased or excited, which made me stop for a moment. "What happened, Patrick? Aren't you happy?" I asked him, frowning. I sat beside him and peeked at his laptop to see what he was so intensely glaring at. I noticed he was going through some emails from our cyber team. "She didn't seem pleased with me," He gritted. "What?" I frowned. "I wonder why? Every girl should be throwing themselves at you since you're such a ray of sunshine. You have such a charming smile and aura that always enchants everyone-

Zara. Previously... When the police man had chained him to the table and left, Patrick started laughing. "What's funny" I said frowning. "You know, I never ever thought that I would ever see you again in my life" Patrick said, still chuckling. "Well, one last time wouldn't hurt. I used to consider you my friend." I said and folded my arms. "I used to be in love with you you know. Or should I say, infatuated." Patrick said and chuckled. It seemed as though he was finding himself amusing.

When Patty was making attention to be on her because of her loud laughter which had reduced to sniffles. “For a moment there, I thought that you were serious. You should consider joining a travelling band as their jokester, you are learning to tell funny jokes pleasantly well.” Patty smiled at Curtis whose face remained serious and when he said nothing and only crossed his arms across his chest. Patty stumbled back like he pushed her with her face turning pale. “Bu…but that is suicide.”

The other guys,three in number who stood around them laughs. "Sometimes I wonder what's gotten into you babe"The said Patrick retorts, laughing in between. "I told you Pat,this isn't school,Okay?"she replies"and I told you to stop calling me that" "What? 'Babe'?" He begins to laugh again and I felt disgusted at this guy. I didn't know if my irritation towards him was because he was a complete scumbag to women or because of the stupid look on his face which gave his idiotic personality away at a first glance. Or because of how he kept trying to grab that lady without her consent.

Mr Patrick said "Damn am dead,please,please,I plead please forgive me it was a mistake,I ..... " "Mistake trying to kick your sister out was a mistake,you are really crafty," Mr Patrick added,"nooo don't misunderstand it.....please Mr Patrick am sorry " I begged,"you owe me no apology it your sister you offend" he replied I turn to look at Tilly she has that smug look on her

Even Rowland’s lips twitched, suppressing a laugh. Patrick blinked…once, twice…as if he hadn’t heard right. He was in his forties, still in his prime. To be asked for a will by the daughter he tossed away must have sounded ridiculous. “With a strained smile, Patrick croaked, ‘Aria, you must be joking, right?’” His voice was too loud and it grated on my ears. My wolf bristled beneath my skin, tail lashing in irritation. The scent of fear rolled off him in waves, sour and rancid.

"Don't try and provoke me, Fat Pat. I won't even look twice if someone like Lucy was handed to me on a silver platter. I even refused it when one of the war heroes offered their granddaughter to me!" "Pffttt! Hahahahah!" Patrick immediately burst into laughter when he heard that. "That's super hilarious! Did you learn nothing but bragging during your five years in prison? I can't believe you made the claim that a war hero's granddaughter wants to marry you. You must have lost a couple of screws after Lucy abandoned you!"

Something in his smile when he saw me emerge from my bedroom let me know I was right. “I met the weirdest client ever today,” Patrick said casually, taking a large bite of his chicken. I swallowed my pasta and struggled to keep it down. The nerves were driving me crazy. He hadn’t said a thing about the other night, about my sister, about us. He just made funny observations on other diners, joked with me about getting me in trouble with my boss and talked about his day. I had no idea what was going on, and I hated that. So rather than ask him flat out, I went my usual route of avoidance and denial and took another big gulp of wine.

“Confess. You don’t want to share a room because you’re ashamed to be discovered jacking off with your newly discovered p*rn book.” Patrick sputtered while everyone laughed. Even Farrah couldn’t contain her laughter. “How did you know that I have a new p*rn book? Did you read it? Are you even allowed to read those things?!” “I didn’t say I read them. I just saw it on your luggage, degenerate.” Everyone laughed again. Patrick cursed, saying that he was nothing but a man in his prime; what’s weird about those? Soon the laughter died out; everyone resumed their seriousness, ready to address the most crucial matter.

The other guys, three in number who stood around them laughs. "Sometimes I wonder what's gotten into you babe" Said Patrick retorts, laughing in between. "I told you, Pat, this isn't school, Okay?" she replies" and I told you to stop calling me that" "What? 'Babe'?" He begins to laugh again and I felt disgusted at this guy. I didn't know if my irritation towards him was because he was a complete scumbag to women or because of the stupid look on his face which gave his idiotic personality away at a first glance. Or because of how he kept trying to grab that lady without her consent.