It's Called Dark Humor Novels & Stories

she said lightly, I wanted to laugh and couldn’t. A duck’s laugh would be a crime against acoustics. “You’re all wrong,” I told them. “You’re wrong because it comforts you. It hurts less to call uncertainty wisdom than to name your friend a murderer.”

He knew by now the man must have been distracted and he smirked. "You wanna know what they call me again? " THE KING OF THE GHOST", he smirked and sent a punch into the Man's face.

he commanded. She struggled to hold back her breathy gasps, which sounded like a porn star staging an orgasm. He held back a snort. He had no idea why this was amusing and didn't care. He had relied on dark humor to keep him sane so often that he wasn't inclined to challenge the practice.

The chill drenched into my bones, and I shivered. Zack stood at the entrance, his smile sardonic. He clapped his hands, and the maids got the message. They grabbed the snow off the ground and made snowballs. Then they hurled the snowballs at us. The snowballs exploded the moment they came in contact with our skin. The chill seeped in worse than ever. This was humiliating. It almost felt like I was a toy. I struggled and thrashed around. "Stop! They're Wendy's parents!"

I hate him calling me Dark, he is spoofing all the time. "Stop calling me Mr Dark and I will stop calling you Mrs Dark it's simple. Try it once...some other name. He said with a trace of a smile. Umm let me think...Mr Attitude, Mr Irritating, Mr Rude, Mr Frustrating, Mr Arrogant... " Stop it, no more name,s," he said frowning.

"What would our show be called?" Brenna jumped in without a pause. "The Barkleys of Belgravia." Helena let out a gasp. "That's brilliant. Episode one: 'The Inheritance Clause and the Chewed Manolo.'" Lily was laughing so hard she almost spilled her tea. "You guys are dangerous." "Dangerously fabulous," Helena said, lifting her hair. A knock on the door broke the laughter. "Are we having anyone over?" Lily inquired. "I bought a baby gate," Helena declared cheerfully. "In case we adopt a jumper. Or when Vandaulf becomes too mushy in public once again."

My fits of giggles turned into full-blown laughter thanks to my intoxication. Dark humor was just my type. “You are funny,” I said. “But seriously, what happened?” “I take upon boxing as fitness. I recently found out a friend of mine passed away. My emotions got ahead of me.” I frowned and my body slumped. “I am so sorry to hear that.” “Don’t worry,” he said. Feeling bad, I decided to change the topic. I waved down to the waiter and ordered another drink. It was delivered not long after. No wonder he deflected so much and was a bit annoyed when I continued to pry. He lost someone important to him.

His father knowing his son used to be scared of darkness, dry and vacant places. That’s how his father decided to punish that little boy, wherever he wished something from his father, he used to lock him over in a room which he named it ‘a darkroom’, he scared him way too much that whenever somebody asked him if his father is treating him badly, he could only think of his own shouts and plead to his father. Never dared to tell anyone about a single abuse. Brandon knew if he opened his mouth and his father got to listen to complaints against himself, he would be a dead man by the next day.

She said that and I started dying on the floor, that was probably the funniest thing I've ever heard. "That is the fucking stoner spectrum!! Either you're a fucking Einstein or a fucking retard that tried to play baseball with a robot," I said, laughing through my words, causing Alex to break too, laughing and pointing out how fucked up my sense of humor is, "It's not my fault! Imagine having a fucked up humor before going through the dungeons of hell to become an arch-demon." "Tha-That's fair but still, that's fucked!" "Fuck me, that was funny," I said and the look I got from Alex scared the fuck outta me, she looked hungry but also cautious, "You good?"

He calms himself down Harris laughs "what's his name? I'll sue him" "You wouldn't know him, did I also mention that he's also dark, and mysterious?" "I bet you didn't know this about him but he doesn't really like to be referred to as if he wasn't in the room" Tan's smile fade and he stops joking "oh sorry" he apologizes Harris laughs "come on I'm joking! You're not the only one who gets to make all the jokes" Tan smiles relieved "yes I am it's my thing!" They laugh