Humorous Book Titles Novels & Stories

Pulling out a chair by the table, I press on, “Hey, Tilly. I need to talk to you about Ginger.” Luca tugs a book from the shelf closest to him. On the cover is an illustration of an old man with a bushy beard holding what looks like a spear. The book is titled Death to Those Who Sleep. “Brutal,” Luca murmurs, stuffing it back. “Tilly?” I try again. Luca falls down on a seat across from me, snorting. “What sort of stupid name is Tilly? Kind of reminds me of a—” A sturdy, thick, leather-bound book flies from a shelf and hits Luca on the back of the head. He bolts up from the chair he’s been sitting on, spitting out a slew of a colorful choice of words worthy to land him detention. “What the he

It was so crazy. “Stop saying weird things.” I admonished. I took the books from him, and placed it on the shelf. “Those books mean a lot to me. I love books, and refer to them as my baby.” “So, when you have a baby, you will refer to them as books?” He asked softly. ‘What an idiot!’ I said under my breath. “Ugh! Who does that? How will I call my baby’s name, book? When I’m not mad. Please, stop saying weird things. It’s not funny. I hope you know this.”

I said with a low hiss, tucking the book back on my mini shelf. Aiden raised his brows and crossed his arms. "Ridiculous? Who said anything about that?" He asked. I turned to him, arching my brows. "Isn't that what you meant by.." "No? I meant the title. It sounds too cliche for me. There's nothing wrong with the theme however" He said, like he was some book master. A smile crept up my lips before I could realize. He didn't think my little fantasy was a joke. I was glad.

We order our drinks — mine a decaf, now — and find our way to the parenting section. Bill picks up a book called "How to Baby-Proof Literally Everything" and gives me a playful look. "Looks like I'll have to study up for when he's over here," he jokes, making me laugh at the thought of our energetic little one exploring Bill's spotless apartment. He quickly looks through the book and then, with a smile, shows me another one. "How about 'Dad Jokes for Every Occasion'? Gotta be ready," he jokes, and I playfully roll my eyes, laughing with him.

I tap on the open page in front of him, and he looks down. "Oh fuck!" He exclaims, shutting the book and he looks at the cover. ‘NAUGHTY BAKES AND TREATS’ reads the title. And I can't help but burst out laughing at his expression. "What the hell is this book even doing in the kitchen? I don't know who to blame, Xander or Alexia and Ashton?" "Don't be embarrassed, Alpha Arkham. It's cute as fudge," I giggle as I wink at him. And he joins in, shaking his head.

She worked with a writing coach to strengthen her narrative voice and structure. By the twins' third birthday, she had a complete manuscript: "From Coffee Spill to Policy Hill: One Woman's Journey from Poverty to Purpose." "That's a terrible title," her editor said kindly during their first review call. "But the book itself is extraordinary. Let's workshop the title, but the content is powerful. You've written something that's going to resonate with a lot of people." They landed on a better title: "Spillover: How One Accident Changed Everything." The cover featured a coffee cup tipped over, coffee forming a path that led forward. Simple, evocative, perfect.

Something is suspicious about this. The last time I remembered, I stumbled upon a novel. It was an ad that I accidentally clicked which leads me to read chapter one. When I glanced at the book title, I got hooked. Well, who wouldn't get hooked if the title is ‘In the name of a psychopath.’ Because of that title, I immediately got hooked and read chapter one. While reading, I seemed to stumble upon the same name as mine. However, I didn't pay attention to it since it happened sometimes and she wasn't an important character anyway.

An emotion I can't place flashes in his eyes upon realizing it's me he crashed into, but then he is back to his usual cold self. "Oh, it's you." He bends down to pick up my books, and my lips form a tight-lipped smile when he picks up the book named "My naughty CEO boss and his enormous cock," from the ground. I count the seconds it takes for Hayden to read the title, and once his eyebrows shoot for the skies, I want to sink through the ground. The half-naked guy on the cover shares many physical attributes with Hayden, and there is no mistaking the amused smirk covering Hayden's lips.

He was currently snoring. "I found a good book this morning but unfortunately it's not in braille. Mother read me the title and I'm very intrigued by it. But in my rush to get here I left it on the library table." Eva sighed in disappointment. "What was the title?" "Vampires and Their Beloveds" "I'm not Author but I'm pretty sure the book is based on Vampires and their beloveds." Alana snickered out. "Why do you insist on ruining things with your words?" Eva questioned in annoyance. If she knew how she would roll her eyes at her best friend. Not that it really mattered anyway.

ancient, the pages brownish. "Go ahead, I'll just sit here doing nothing," Axel said, and I almost felt bad for him; he seemed already bored, and I hadn't even started. My hands trailed down the line of ancient history books, and then there was a book that caught my attention; it seemed more recent than the other books. I picked it out of the shelf; there was another book behind it; I took that out too. The book had been titled 'Barbara's Fantasies'.