Invisible Prank Novels & Stories

I spotted itching powder and red prank paint which wouldn't clean off till 24 hours is over. "Wow! you must really hate that person," a guy said, "Yeah, he deserves it." I smiled and grabbed both items. "I'm Nasos," he offered a handshake. "Eva." I shook his hand, "So would you need help with the prank, I'm a pretty good sidekick," he joked "I don't think that would be necessary. Thanks anyway." I said, "Hey, would you mind giving me your number?" he asked. "Not a problem." I answered and inputted my number on his phone.

Does that even make sense at all? "Yes, some of the servants wanted to prank us my making it look like a sabotage..." "Wait, what about the guns? Was that part of the prank too?" I cut them off. "Yes." What? How can they prank someone like that? With guns? What if someone gets hurt? What sort of suspicious prank is this. "No matter how I think about it, it's still suspicious." I tried to think. Someone stuffed food in my mouth no before I could say anything else. What the hell?

My blonde locks were neatly tied at the back of my head but I usually let it loose when I sit in front of my piano in the music room, I thought it added to the appeal aside from my collection of music sheets that I wrote. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He snapped at the guy when I lifted my eyes to the source of trouble. He had tattoos of the devils along his arms and had a nose piercing, what caught my attention were his amber colored eyes with green around his pupil when he glared intimidatingly at the other guy that attempted to trip him to make him the new target of their immature pranks. "Chill man, it was a little prank." Said the quarterback, Jonas Devens, also known as the king o

I didn't really want to accept this gift from him; it was too sudden, and this man was still a mystery to me. "If you don't put the earrings on, I'll bite your ears." He pulled me into his arms and threatened me. Hearing what he said, I stood there and dared not move. I could even feel his breath on my face as he lowed his head and leaned in close toward my ear. He took the earrings in one hand and lifted the hair off my shoulder with the other. Just as I assumed he would swiftly place the earring on me, he took his thumb and forefinger and gently twisted my earlobe. I shuddered and heard him say, "Don't move." and I shivered. How on earth could someone be such a prankster?

I approached the door, thinking it must be John, but my hand came to a halt as I was about to open it. John has asked me not to open the door until he knocks three times every second. It's his trick to make sure no one else is standing on the other side of the door but him. I waited for him to knock three times before unlocking the door. I opened the door slightly to find no one there. My heart rate increased as I suspected something wrong. In such a situation, no matter how naughty John is, he would not play a prank. I was about to close the door again when a shoe appeared in between them, preventing them from closing.

Amy asked. "Check the document you signed if it's really Custody papers and prenuptial agreement, who knows?, I might be lying, I'm a jerk remember?" He stroked the side if her breast. "I did not really mean the jerk word and No I'm definitely not falling for any stunt you might pull ever again" Amy eyed him. "Oh really, you're sure you won't fall for any of my prank again?, I'm a talented prankster you know, you can't avoid my trap when I set it, you just have to fall for it" He winked and tapped her butt lightly.

My phone pinged about an hour after I got back from lunch with an invite to chat with PrinceCharming. I accepted. LonelyGirl: Hey. Nothing to do at work? 🤔 PrinceCharming: Oh there is someone I want to do at work... LonelyGirl: I get your meaning but this is supposed to be anonymous. PrinceCharming: Why don't we test that? 😜 LonelyGirl: What do you have in mind? 🤓 PrinceCharming: I'll send you little tasks like wearing 'fuck-me-heels' to the office. 👠

he asked. "Over there," I whispered, pointing toward the storage closet, my voice still trembling. The male officer walked over, and the moment he laid eyes on the severed hand, his posture visibly stiffened. He crouched down to inspect it closely while the female officer continued to comfort me. "Don't worry too much. Like you said, it could just be a prank prop. “I know some of these gag gifts are made to look and smell incredibly realistic nowadays. “We've actually dealt with similar false alarms before..."

“Kill me now. I’m surrounded by people who think 'spontaneity' is choosing a different brand of sparkling water. I need you.” I waited, the blue bubble of my own text staring back at me. A second later, the dots appeared. “Lila:Are you wearing the blazer? Please tell me you’re wearing the blazer. I’m currently covered in charcoal and eating cold pizza. Want me to send a distraction? I could call in a fake fire drill.” A small, genuine smile cracked my mask. I started typing back, my thumbs moving fast, desperate to hold onto the "unpredictable" energy she radiated even through a screen.

Liam scrolled through something on his phone, but Ledger looked relaxed, arm hooked over the back cushion as he watched us. “Hey, remember that prank we pulled on Dorothy and Whitney?” he asked Liam. “You mean the shampoo one?” Ledger grinned. “Glue. We swapped their shampoo with honey.” “Oh no,” I said, already laughing. “We were grounded for two weeks,” Liam mumbled. Alison laughed. “Mother was livid.” “She said we were never allowed to touch anyone’s toiletries again,” Ledger added, pleased with himself. Alison nudged my leg with her foot. “And that’s how we stopped getting those luxury gift baskets from Aunt Marlena.”