Groan Synonym Novels & Stories

But the frowned turn to laugh all of sudden when I saw how his smile faded. "Why are you laughing?" He then sighed like a child. I didn't know grim reaper can be funny like this. How I wish to see Saint pouting like this. Maybe that's more interesting. Damn! I can't imagine. "You are ridiculous." "Tsk! Everyone's tells that." "Great, at the list I'm not the only one"

“What kind of wrong way is that?” “The way that involves your gluteus maximus,” Sharon explains. She makes it about two seconds before she loses her even tone and her perfect poker face and bursts into giggles. “I’ll have you know this a serious occasion,” Granny chides, but she’s not being serious either. I can read her I’m holding back a smile so badly that my face is going to crack from seriousness look from a mile away. “It’s serious, alright,” I agree stoically.

"You stand tall, a symbol of strength and resilience, right here in front of those very people who once sought to bring you down." Giovanni, caught off guard by Grace's words, found himself unable to stifle a genuine laugh that erupted from deep within him. The sound filled the room, a mixture of surprise, relief, and newfound confidence. His eyes widened as he looked at Grace, his expression questioning. "What?" he managed to ask amidst his laughter, a mix of curiosity and astonishment dancing in his voice.

I choke on a laugh. “Glary?” he repeats. “She gets that from me,” I say. “It’s her word for your face.” “I do not have a ‘glary’ face,” he says. “You absolutely do,” Jace says. Bianca nods. “Very glary,” she agrees. Sofie hums “glary, glary, glary” under her breath like a new song. I can’t help it. I laugh. It bubbles out of me, sharp and shaky but real.

I snickered – which made him groan out loud and facepalm himself. “I give up!”

she’d said. “Why on earth-” Gran had laughed, the sound sticking in her throat. The laugh becoming a cackle and then a cough, her skeleton fingers dragging a crumpled wad of tissue from her sleeve as the green spittle sprayed from her lips to land on her chin. “Dumb as shit and crazy as a loon.” And then she’d laughed some more. She’d slunk back to her room.

He groaned. "Annoying is my middle name actually."

He was my stinky, disgusting, rotting fish who also happened to be sinfully handsome and had a huge, delightful cock. Now my mind was imagining actual fish with actual dicks, and my gorge rose. Penises and fish just did not mix. Liam’s face creased. “You okay?” I was going to—I didn’t know. Puke, cry, laugh. Could you do all three at once? Was there a word for that? Under the dictionary, there should be a word for what I’d done last night. Synonyms would include: idiot, moron, and imbecile. Antonyms would include: Mari Wright up until she got drunk last night and married a stranger.