Gen Alpha Humor Novels & Stories

“Wait. After this one… how much do I owe you now?” Martin tapped his chin dramatically. “Calculating losses. Calculating…” “Stop acting like an accountant.” Martin smirked. “Eight hundred and fifty dollars.” Kai’s soul left his body. “That much?! You’re cheating.” “Cheating is for cheetahs,” Martin replied proudly. “I, on the other hand, am a human.” Kai stared at him. “What the hell? Why the old-man joke? You’re supposed to be Gen Z.” “I’m Gen Z,” Martin said, “but I can and will be Millennial.”

“Fantastic. Emotional whiplash and magical trauma. You’re really hitting all my favorite genres today.” He studied me for a long beat, his head tilting like a bird of prey. “You cope with humor. It’s an interesting defense mechanism for a wolf. Usually, your kind just snarls.” “I cope with not collapsing in the street,” I shot back, my teeth beginning to chatter. “Humor is just the garnish. Now, are we moving or are we waiting for the 'Missing Person' posters to go up?” Something unreadable flickered across his face—an appreciation for my spite, perhaps. “Fair,” he said, and turned back into the darkness.

Charlie grinned and nodded in satisfaction and said, “Hurry up, let’s start.” Then, he picked up the phone and aimed it at Cain and Marcus. The father and son stood side by side. Wiping away his tears, Marcus managed a smile and said, “Hi, everyone, I am Marcus Lloyd, the pathetic jerk.” Marcus also hurriedly said, “Hi, I’m Cain Lloyd, the father of the pathetic jerk.” Then, they said together, “We’re going to perform stand-up comedy today!”

"I'm Daniel by the way. Daniel smith." -OLIVIA- The laughter explodes and holleres in the room, that the people passing by had to stop and stare at us in complete perplexity. It's cool and very hilarious to laugh, as scientists have discovered it helps increase our lifespan, making us look more younger. But when they're laughing at you... Now that's messed up!

I said, laughing. "Exactly," he said with a wink. "I'm an innovator." I shot him a dry look. "Coming from the man who once mistook fabric scissors for kitchen shears." "It was one time," he defended. "And they worked perfectly fine for pizza." Genesis giggled. I ruffled her hair. "You’ll be even better than me, baby girl. Just don’t take Uncle Cam's life advice." "Hey! My advice builds character," he said indignantly. "And mild emotional trauma. It's character development."

the shifter hissed, eyeballing me like she was worried about offending me. I wasn’t, though. If anything, I was happy to see Marley laughing so hard at something so small. Olivia never laughed—not at dad jokes, not at comedies. She’d always just roll her eyes and call everything stupid. When I named my company, she called that stupid too. “That funny, huh?” I asked, cracking a smile of my own. “Sorry. I’m so sorry,” she gasped through her laughter. “It’s just so…dorky. You look like a cross between a lumberjack and a menacing member of a motorcycle gang and… Fur Sure? I just—”

I couldn’t help the withering look I sent his way. “What?” He chuckled. “I mean, come on. His skull probably doesn't have anything else in it apart from hatred for humans. If you pop his head, it’ll likely deflate like a balloon with how empty it is.” His attempt at lighting up the mood carried no effect. It didn’t even manage to pull even a hint of a smile on my lips. Maybe because I knew Gallahan was a smart man.

I shake my head, “I just need you to be your usual Hema, making me laugh” He nods, “Hema the Comedian at your service . I’ll give you a discount since you’re practically family” he says, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I instantly burst into laughter, “you look weird when you do that, never do that in front of a girl you like”

“If he didn’t mean to, why would he even consider telling me?” Hailey was speechless. “I just wanted to tease you.” She instantly found this funny. "Now I understand why your mother was so surprised when you made a joke last time." "This man genuinely lacks the brain cells necessary for humor." He likely only cracks jokes when he's in a particularly good mood; he's that peculiar. Hailey's laughter was making Travis feel a bit embarrassed. Fortunately, his habit of maintaining a poker face prevented her from noticing.

"I'm sure I want him to have this gift. I picked it just for him. You can tell him that if you want. I have a feeling he'll find it funny." Adam snorted, "I have a feeling he doesn't find much funny unless he's laughing at his own jokes." Adam had good instincts. I could imagine Art being the kind of Alpha who only laughed at his own strange sense of humor. "Get going. You need to deliver those then be back here to get me before I give up on you and take a cab. You know how I feel about cabs." I could practically feel Adam shudder through the phone connection as he agreed to get on with his errands.