Funny Threats Novels & Stories

I straightened, turned on my heel, and walked out of the room, still laughing. Because threats only work when you’re afraid. And I wasn’t afraid of her. Not even a little. And it was so funny that she was threatening me Me, CLARA

“No one is looking at your tits, fire crotch.” Yeah. That landed like a blade. Her expression went from amused to murderous in 0.6 seconds. Her fists clenched. Her eyes narrowed. “Call me that again and I’ll feed you your fucking balls, bro.” There it is. I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Loud and full throated. It echoed off the walls loudly. “You’re cute when you threaten dismemberment,” I said, stepping closer. “Now shut up and hold on.” “Wait, what the fu....”

“I have been too busy with my affairs to send you photos that would frighten you.” “I never said they were frightening,” I muttered. “You are here so early on a workday. It’s easy to tell you were frightened by the photos. What were they about?” he asked slyly. “Something threatening? A knife, some red paint disguised as blood, a ‘I will kill you’ note. What exactly?” I crossed my arms, “You sound like you have plenty of experience on matters like that.” He scoffed, “I have been threatened multiple times. I have also threatened others a few times. Only a few, I promise.”

He added and I hiccuped. The way he said my name made me yearn for him and I groaned internally as my pussy throbbed. I wanted to hear him say my name again. “What else did he say?” He asked. “He threatened to kill you and everyone close to you.” I answered and he let out the loudest laughter I have ever heard from him. What is funny? Why is he laughing? “So,” he started, “you got scared and instead of talking to me about the person bothering you, you chose to keep mute to protect me?” He asked and I nodded.

And just like that, all traces of humor were wiped out and were replaced by a cold, bone chilling glare. "Hear this, punk: hurt Charlie and I swear I'm gonna come after you and castrate your balls with my bare hands," Terry threatened. Mike just smiled, unfazed with Terry's threat. "I assure you, I am not going to hurt Charlie." "I mean it," Terry tried again, though his voice was low and calm, the lethal warning seeping out of it. "I will fuck you up, you'd be begging for your momma." I could tell that Mike didn't like being threatened. Even though he is a rich boy, he isn't helpless, nor a wuss. He could take care of himself, but now, radiated menace and directed at Terry.

"Your denials, like feeble whispers in a tempest, cannot drown out the symphony of your guilt. You have awoken a demon within me, a creature of unspeakable horrors, hungry for retribution. Know this: I shall become the harbinger of your nightmares, an embodiment of your darkest fears." My threat oozed from my lips, seeping into the very fabric of reality. It slithered through the air, a sinister serpent ready to strike, its fangs dripping with the poison of my shattered heart. Each word I uttered conjured visions of despair and torment, clawing at the edges of Leo's sanity, threatening to engulf him in an abyss of eternal suffering.

Who did he think he was to threaten me like he owned my life? “Now, you listen to me you crazy son of a bitch, I am not like those little play things that you can just threaten and get away with….I don't know what you are high on this evening that makes you think you can just open that gutter-like mouth of yours and say things to me…I am warning you Warren stay the Fuck away from me or we will have problems.” I said in anger. “What problems love??” he asked, smiling. “Warren, stay the fuck away from me or I will make this stupid life you are living miserable you ass wipe!!”

“Seeing you have hope of being saved and boom you weren’t save was also funny.“ “Seeing you struggling in pain was funny and I won’t mind making you suffer and struggle.” “It will be so easy for me to make you suffer, all I have to do so use this dagger to dagger your chest and put you in the coffin the boom; you are back to your endless nightmare world.” He threatened and i shifted back in fear. “That will be so fun to watch right?” “And I am so sure that your next personal hell isn’t going to be water anymore but it’s going to be more worse than water.” He threatened me and I couldn’t help but fidget as I was so scared of going back there.

I implored. "You ain't able to pay me Now, how will you do it in future, that too with doubling the interest, you know what, I'm not in for such excuses and feeble, if I don't get my money sooner, I'll be coming to over throne you." he said, making it sound more like a threat as I got infuriated. "Don't dare threaten me, I'll get you your fucking money, and don't even think you can do a damn thing, do you realize who you're threatening?." I flared.

I had pepper spray in my bag, so I pretty much didn't have anything to worry about. "You're not to dance with any man, talk with them, laugh with them, give them your number, or go home with them." "Ridiculous!" I shouted. "You're to be left alone under extreme supervision, but if a man tries to do any of the above, you're to be drawn away from such man, and such place." He recited it as if it was some Apostle Creed. l laughed. "Tell me you're Joking Frank." But his demeanor showed that he wasn't joking. "Which person's orders are these Frank?" I said, already knowing the answer.