Ironic Funny Novels & Stories

Adrian’s friends moved faster than he did. One of them reached out and ripped it from my hand, ending the call mid-ring. Another laughed under his breath, like he’d just seen something absurd. “Seriously?” someone scoffed. “Your fiancée runs into a little trouble and the first thing she does is call her mommy?” Another chimed in, shaking his head with a laugh. “Adrian, this is next-level childish. We’re grown adults, not kindergarteners. What’s she going to do next—cry for a nanny?”

I, too, stopped what I was doing and stared back at him. “Are you serious? In that case, are you trying to tell me to stay?”. He asked me, and the bright look on his face did it. I burst out laughing at him, equally dropping my cell phone aside and pointed a finger at him. Did he seriously think that I was being serious with him? I was only being sarcastic. How did he not get that? “Why are you laughing and pointing your finger at me? What is so funny?”. “Nothing. Nothing at all, brother”.

Her expression darkened. She pointed straight at the leader. "Hey, you ugly rooster-looking idiot." The surrounding thugs froze. Lucien quietly leaned back, interested. Iris didn't stop. "Do you hear yourself?" she continued, voice sharp. "You sound like a walking expired coupon." A few of the gang members choked, trying not to laugh. The leader blinked— Then suddenly burst out laughing. "Hahaha!" Instead of getting angry, he seemed even more entertained. "Sharp tongue," he said, clearly amused. "I like that even more."

However, then he did something I never expected. He laughed. I could hardly believe that he was laughing at me. Perhaps I was being a little bit silly, but I didn’t think what I was asking for was too much. And it certainly wasn’t funny. “I can’t believe you’re laughing at me,” I scoffed. “How would you feel if I asked you to do what you’re asking me?” I scoffed and pulled away from his embrace. “Aww…come on…” he bid as he pulled me back against him. “I’m not laughing at you,” he assured. “I’m laughing at the irony of the situation.”

Lauren laughed, melting in sarcasm. — She just said that she was good for all of us, that she loved us and that she smiled at the wind. – Ironized. Karila narrowed her eyes, it was a good move. “You've done something unreal. – Assumed low. “Maybe I'm not as useless as you think. Lauren snapped, her voice full of mockery.

James and Em expected, but Fi, seriously, you. "Aw, Justin, come on. It's just a joke." She said. "Hilarious." James butted in. "Hilarious is also an understatement." Em interrupted him. "Yeah, right, and look how hard I am laughing. Hahaha." Justin said sarcastically. "Justin, what if the same joke was cracked on James?" Fiona suggested it. "Hahaha!! well, that would have been beyond hilarious, right Jamie?" Justin was laughing now. "Give me a hi-fy for that, Justin." Em and Justin gave each other Hy FY.

She looked up at me and she was smiling. I sat down beside her on the floor. We looked at each other for one second and then we both started laughing. The kind of laughing that had nothing to do with anything being funny and everything to do with still being alive and not knowing what else to do with that. "I cannot believe you threw that." Iris said, pressing her hand to her ribs as she laughed. "I cannot believe it hit." Jake came back in breathing hard. He stood in the doorway and looked at us on the floor, then at the overturned furniture, then at his dropped groceries scattered across the entrance.

“You’re like a sister to me. So, fuck it. Any other girl? Hell no.” I couldn’t help but laugh, the absurdity hitting me full force. “You know what? You’re hilarious, Nelly. I remember when you were still so dry, making those lame jokes about ‘six seven’ and cracking up when no one else found it funny. Good old days.” “Huh? My jokes were actually funny, girl.” She poked my side playfully, feigning offense. “Your humor—and everyone else’s—was definitely broken.” “Yeah, sure,” I dragged out, giggling. “Six-seven,” I teased again, mimicking her old deadpan delivery.

I threatened but he knew I wasn’t that serious and at the same time, he knew I wasn’t joking about it. There are two different meanings to it. “Fine. You are one funny man to be around, aren’t you?” He said sarcastically but I said nothing. “While looking into the woman like you’d asked the last time you ever picked up your phone to call me, I found something rather interesting and thought you would be excited to know about it.” He started and just like he said I’m one impatient man. “Spit it out, Kirk.” I snapped. He glared at me but I heard him mumble something like ‘crazy man!’ underneath his breath.

Jordan's laughter came out of the blue and Irene merely stood and stared at him. After laughing for a long time, he stopped. "Irene, that was f*cking cool! You're so ugly and couldn't do anything well but who would have imagined that you could be so fierce? No man would dare to marry a woman like you."