Funny Threats Novels & Stories

, I couldn't hold my laughter anymore, and he watched on with hatred as I almost laughed my head out. “ Sorry, sorry”, I said, “ it's just that mehn, I'm impressed, really. The fact that you pulled this off, I'm seriously impressed”, I busted into another round of laughter, “ trust me, the members of that fellowship group of yours will really be marveled when they see you on I*******m. Who knows, you might even gain more followers than you already had”. “ Don't you dare”, he said, coming closer up. “ Was that a threat?” I asked, also coming closer, making our faces to be just inches away.

He picked up his phone and began tapping the screen. “What is happening?” You know that crazed smile? That’s exactly what I was wearing. “I don’t know how to put it but—” “You’re a CEO and you don’t know how to put a note that was written on a napkin with lipstick?” “I’ve been receiving threats for a few days now and they get worse each day. This is the least threatening. I mean, it’s written with lipstick, you have nothing to worry about.” “Yeah? So why’s Butch walking towards us like he wants to shake the foundations of this place?”

Blant said coldly, "Brat! Your skill with words is even better than I thought! However, don't think your words alone will guarantee your safety. Don't you know the consequences of what you're doing?" Fane raised an eyebrow. Blant was trying to threaten him at that moment, but threats were something he had heard the most in his life. He gets threats like that several times a day, so much so that it was getting annoying. There was no way he would take it seriously. Fane's lips curled up into a faint smile as he looked at Blant calmly, "Don't think you're so amazing. Don't think that everyone will listen to you just because you said a few words. We won't fall for your tricks anymore. You should

I retorted, smirking at the woman's shocked expression. “And by the way you have a really nice boobs.” I complemented. The man stood up, his face turning red with anger. "You think you're so clever, huh? Just get the hell out of here before I make you regret ever stepping foot in this room," he threatened, his voice dripping with venom. I chuckled, standing up from my seat. "Trust me, buddy, I've had worse threats before breakfast. But I'll save you the trouble. I'm already leaving," I said, making my way towards the door.

"Is that a threat you Russian piece of shit?" I gulp, staring at Wolf as he cocks his head back and breaks out into a fit of laughter. "Niet [No]. I don't make threats because they are useless and have no impact on a low life scum such as yourself." He slowly lowers his head and glares at the man as he sobers from his laughter. "Niet [No]. I am a man with many promises to fulfil and I promise you this too. You hurt my wife and you will not live to see tomorrow's sunrise."

Just watch me wipe you off the face of this earth. "How dare you! Just watch me make you lose that job of yours. I will ruin your life and leave you with nothing." He declared, his boldness rankled him. "Empty threats don't scare me. Let's see whose life is gonna be ruined." He smirked. "Are you threatening me? Are you seriously threatening me?" His brows arched with astonishment and lividity. "Yes. And when I make a threat, I don't back down. I see to it that the person is wiped off the surface of the earth, permanently."

A text from an unknown number. I frowned, swiping it open. A single message waited on the screen. Watch your back. You won't see me coming. I scoffed. What was with these lame tricks? Threats over text messages? Please. If someone wanted to come for me, they could try. They'd find out very quickly what it meant to threaten me.

As if he realized that he was wearing his heart on his sleeves, Seven pulled a frown and widened his eyes menacingly. "What the fuck are you on? This is some obsessive bullshit! You are not me! And you'll never be. You are just a cheap knock-off from Moon Goddess knows where. I'll tear you to shreds!" My smile faded a little. A second later, I scoffed, "You are funny, Seven. Somehow, you seem to think your silly threats will work on me." "Ha-ha-ha!" I threw my head back and laughed. Seven took the opportunity to take a swipe at me. However, I caught his hand in the air. My fingers tightened around his wrist, squeezing every muscle.

I was really scared for my safety “You don’t think you’re James Bond, do you? “ I jokingly tried to pass the message “No I do not “ he replied simply “Don’t tell me you don’t get the joke “ I facepalmed “That was a joke? Didn’t sound like one “ he gave me a strange look “You’ve never seen James Bond? The movie?” I asked in surprise. How could anyone not have seen that? “Nope. More reason the joke is lame “ he swerved the car. “It’s better than any joke you ever told “ I sassed “I tell better jokes than that “he argued “Your jokes are usually scary or just plain weird “ I refused to agree with him “You know you could just say something annoying and I’d ram the car into that tree right there “

they roared out their pitiful views and empty threats. “You scumbags keep astounding me with your stupid threats. Listen you two fools and listen well- even if I die, believe me, my pack will wreck havoc on yours and you have already tasted defeat at their hands. So I am pretty sure that you won’t want to have your entire pack decimated to nothingness. I would rather suggest that you mind your own businesses and not touch the Fatso Dicks while also refraining to do anything that shall endanger your entire pack, hmm ?” I forewarned firmly and thundered out of the room. These assholes and that Vanessa bitch are getting on my nerves.