Groan Sentence Novels & Stories

Garnar stares me down for a long moment, his expression dire and intense. But then, his lip curls and he bursts out laughing instead. “You must be joking,” he guffaws. “I’m serious,” I say. “What about anything that is happening right now that would make you think I’m being funny?”

Gray said to me. "Really? Then congratulations because you deceive me." They laughed and it annoys me very much. "All I need is to send your wife a text and I didn't know you hold on that? Well, it seems my plans work and this is my payback time." His dogs released their guns and it made me chuckled. No one can scare me, even my own brother or father. "What's so funny? Can't wait to be killed, Grayson?" "No, Gary. It's just that you looked like stupid."

Grian tilted his head sidewards and grinned. “Of course. I don’t want my boss getting mad at me for not going to work,” she said and cunningly grinned. Grian smirked and nodded his head. “Is this flirting?” he asked directly and she laughed and shook her head. “Oh please, this ain’t enough to be called flirting,” she answered and he smirked.

she giggled at her own joke. Guila’s giggle rippled through the air, a moment of levity amidst the heavy atmosphere. Her joke, bizarre and unexpected, painted a vivid picture in my mind. I couldn’t help but smile at her words, the image she conjured absurdly amusing. It was as if, even in the darkest moments, she managed to find a glimmer of humor, a ray of light that pierced through the shadows.

“Uh…sorry, meaning no to shouldn’t be a problem.” “You really have the worst timing,” Dilo growled, shaking her head. “Ugh,” Grub sounded, slowly rising to his feet, “Grub must piss like horse, then go sleep. Grub not want to listen to little string thing. Grub prefer ram horn music.” His sudden words seemed to shock everyone into silence. Once Grub had left, Kiri burst into laughter. “THAT my dear Dilo, is the worst timing,” she chuckled, pointing to a stumbling Grub.

Ethan said. "Don't say that." "She'll be walking." "Stop." "She'll be driving." "ETHAN." He laughed. "Too soon?" "Too soon." Week twenty, Grace laughed for real. Ethan was making silly faces. Over the top. Ridiculous. Grace giggled. Full belly laugh. He froze. "Did you hear that?" "She laughed!" "She LAUGHED!" They both cried. Grace laughed again. "She's laughing at us crying." "Good. She has our sense of humor."

he defends himself. I close my eyes for a moment to enjoy the delicious wind that blows my face in time with the speed the car maintains. "That's good, Mr. Granger. Because, you know, men like foreigners," I joke. "What you mean?" Aaron frowns when I look at him with a mischievous little smile. "I mean all these tan guys might like…" "No more jokes, Elena" as soon as he says that, I burst out laughing. Doesn't that sound so funny coming from me, darling?

Gracie groaned as she stuttered and blushed furiously. Jason hummed in response before chuckling softly. "Yes, Got it!" Gracie finally said as she too laughed at her nervous state.

The English teacher: “Please speak good English.” Chris Gordon: “….. Sorry, I don’t know.” His face was bitter and his face had wrinkled up into a big meat bun. The other students couldn’t help but snicker at his misfortune. Even his desk partner Ryan Dixon sprawled across the table secretly laughing at him. Chris Gordon glared at him but this only made him laugh harder. Unfortunately, less than two seconds later he couldn’t laugh anymore.

At that moment, what came out of my mouth wasn’t a groan, but laughter, laughter that felt like it was choking my throat. Honestly… I think I’m truly in hell.