Glitter Bomb Prank Novels & Stories

“I wouldn’t go this far. Two people are dead. It looks like a guy that I’ve known for years might be the culprit. We were never able to reach Connor, you know.” “Okay,” she said slowly. “So, if we end up having to go back inside we’re not going to see Jeffrey and Jennifer smirking at the top of the stairs with tomato sauce all over them?” “How can you ask me that?” Brock said sternly. “Let me make this clear once and for all. The prank I pulled was at dinner last night. The weekend gag was the fake gold. I don’t have anyone’s cellphones, not even my own. This is not a setup.”

’ Cardinal growled. While he probably wouldn’t have minded a celebration that we are mated, Cardinal hates glitter. It’s Azriel’s fault. Azriel had suggested we all go for a final run around the pack territory after our high school graduation before shipping out to boot camp. Colby and I were for it, and so were our wolves since we’d have limited availability to shift when we got to boot camp. We didn’t realize Azriel and his clown of a wolf Isaac had set up boobytraps of glitter bombs. It took two years to finally get the glitter out of Cardinal’s fur.

his voice boomed in the crisp air of the morning, turning the remaining heads who'd point blanked ignored him. "I don't know what this is all about" he continued "this is The Greatest Showman shit". The older members snickered among themselves. He covered his mouth. This were kids, they weren't supposed to cuss yet. "I meant sheep". More snickering. "I don't know who did all these but if you think you just pranked a whole school, then you're jolly wrong. The bubble bath will be used to clean all germs you guys have brought here". All that in one breath.

Everyone said we were a perfect match, like a blade and its sheath. We had exchanged rings. The wedding was set for early spring the following year. Everything should have gone smoothly. Yet, staring at the bright “Cancel” button on the screen, I suddenly remembered his words. “A prank.” An overwhelming sense of exhaustion crawled up from my bones. I suddenly felt tired.

Then, I found it. It's hidden over here. Oh my, there are two. This time though, a bomb went flying towards me. Damn, I took a step back to dodge it. I ignored the damn prank and stared at the wires. I need to cut one. Which one? I could actually feel a bead of sweat trickle down my face. Then, I looked up when the raucous began. Ace and Wallace are rolling on the floor, kicking and punching. "What's wrong with them?" I asked, annoyed. I cut the wire on the left, and then my bomb went boom with a song, Fireworks by Katie Perry.

“That’s right, it’s Bomb. I like to study weapons and bombs, so I gave myself an English name called Bomb. Madam Olympias, how do you find my name? Does it sound good?” Olympias then said coldly, “Did you plant the bombs in Central Plaza?” “Yeah, mwahahaha!!! How does it feel? In the beginning, I only wanted to pull a prank, but I didn’t expect it would go as far as to attract you and Jim to go there personally. Two Kings of Regal Palace! Sigh… I really never expected you guys would see through my tricks. How did you two figure out two wires of the bomb needed to be cut off at the same time?

The moment the manager finished speaking, the ring box slipped from Hunter's hand and hit the floor with a sharp snap. The pear-shaped diamond rolled out and bumped against the toe of his dress shoe. The smile on Gabriel's face froze as well. "What did you just say?" The manager was startled by his reaction and hurriedly handed over a tablet. "At 4:00 am, Ms. Lawson personally called to cancel every part of the wedding. The hotel banquet, the decorations, the photography and videography, the band, the floral arrangements—everything was canceled.

Whenever they played Truth or Dare, my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart, Clara would deliberately dare him to pull the same prank on me, and Ronan would always willingly play along: he would pretend to propose to me. The last time, I fell for it. I joyfully held out my hand, but a mechanism inside the ring snapped shut, and I cried out in pain. Ronan and Clara doubled over with laughter, ignoring my finger, which had been pinched purple. Afterward, Ronan pinned me against the wall and swore that this year, he would give me a real proposal.

I exclaimed, pointing a finger at him. Don't get me started with both father and son. They always had a new prank up their sleeves, plotting against each other. Sin pranks Marcello, Marcello retaliates. Marcello pranks Sin; Sin retaliates. A week ago, Marcello had turned Sin's favourite car into graffiti. I don't know how he did it, but Sin thought it was a wise decision to take Marcello's favourite toy cars and put a firecracker in the middle of them. He thought it was a fake and wanted to use it to scare Marcello, but the thing ended up blowing up, which resulted in today.

Reagan I wake up late on my birthday only to see Meadow in my face staring at me. “What are you doing, creeper?” “Happy Birthday!” she yells and then does some magic that glitter bombs my entire room. “Aren’t you supposed to do something that I like on my birthday?” I grumble. I am so NOT a glitter girl and no matter how much magic she uses to get rid of it, I still find glitter all over the damn place. The last time she did this, I found glitter on my ass cheeks. No, scratch that, one of the warriors who saw me shift saw glitter on my ass shining in the sunlight and I’ve never lived it down.