Funny Threats Novels & Stories

“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.

Blake felt like he was losing brain cells dealing with this arrogant pest. "Whoever you are , whatever tittle you hold i don't care, and I beg you don't play the death threats card, if you have a problem with me, i'd advice you sort that out with the Lord" "Are you threatening me?!!!" Ian's voice thundered across the lobby. Nobody outside or in seemed to care about what was going on,were they used to this kind of situation that they weren't even bordered to check? "Whatever floats your boat"

There was a pleased look on his face. He continued smiling as he addressed the shocked employee, "Tell Ophelia that while this scheme is pretty original, it's also a total failure. "My mom's death anniversary will be here in a few days. She'd better show up before my mom's grave and atone for her sins there. Otherwise, I don't mind digging her body up and making her kneel before my mom's grave even if she truly were dead." The threat was filled with so much malice and coldness that it could easily invoke fear within anyone who heard it. I knew very well that Dominic was a man of his word—he'd definitely carry that threat out.

she declared, demonstrating a dramatic slashing motion across her neck. Okay, that did it. He couldn't help but chuckle at her bravado. There was a little girl, barely past six, threatening him like a seasoned warrior. It was both unsettling and oddly endearing. He burst out laughing before realizing it. "Whoa, little one," he said, holding up his hands in a pretentious surrender, "I wouldn't dare make your mama sad. But threatening to slash someone's throat, that's not very nice, okay?” Someone needed to tell his daughter that it wasn't nice to threaten strangers. Or rather, strangers who had become friends… or become one's father.

A chill ran along my spine, goosebumps popping out of my skin as I thought of a mob of one hundred people. “Imagine what they can and will do to you to get back their money. You see these threats online? The trolls? Those are child’s play compared to what these people may do to you, because they have a direct right of grievance.” He leaned away, holding my eyes. I swallowed at the thick tension that clogged the entire room. He smiled, the bastard smiled for the first time since we met like he had said something funny. My heart hurried, my ribs quaking at the impulsive thumps.

Theo stuttered, climbing up the stairs. “Really? That’s gay? Not me pounding a man’s ass, or you kissing me?” I asked on purpose trying to rile him and that seemed to have done the job. He turned towards me, slamming me back harsh against the wall, hands shooting out to my throat as his nostrils flared. “Don’t ever. Ever, make that joke again. It happened once, it was for—” he cut himself. “Don’t sprout shit like that next time or I’ll kill you myself. Understood?” he threatened, basically snarling, teeth out and all.

And soon enough he will be nagging me to do something. “I get threats from my rivals, and he doesn't mess around at times. These days I have received threatening letters at home and at work, and yesterday I almost got hurt while taking Edna to a shopping center. Someone wants me dead Acelon." "Are you serious?" I still respond casually as I pour myself some cognac. This is truly the funniest joke I've ever heard from a Brexton Morel. For the first time Brexton is afraid of death threats? This is ridiculous! Of course things like this are common among business people like us. So I don't think Brexton's trouble should make the guy this gloomy.

His face reminded me of Homer Simpson. I shook my head. ‘Yeah, the threats are usual things in the business world but are mostly threats. Empty threats. My competitors wouldn’t dare pull a fast one on me because they know it will be bad for them.’ Homer Simpson’s fellow replied. ‘Right, Mr. Kyle. In our line of business, we’ve seen empty threats turn into murder cases, so if you have anything to help us with the investigation, please let us know.’

She reminded but I only yawned and said, "If you're my enemy, I don't think I'll bother about that, you can not be my enemy because I don't keep enemies and you'll not be my first. If you're here to say shits, just leave 'cause I'm not in the mood." I expressed, staring at her and she just chuckled. "You have no idea what you're playing with, you think this is just a little problem but it might actually be the end of you and your pathetic life." Her threats didn't touch a cell in my body, I received my worst kind of threat a few days ago and that threat still haunts my dream till now, so whatever shit the lady in front of me was vomiting wasn't my concern.