John Cena Prank Novels & Stories

My name was Gina. I had been married for eight years and haven’t worked a single day since the wedding. I rarely went out and my husband, Michael, was my only real connection to the outside world. But my life was far from boring as Michael had a knack for keeping things exciting. Before his latest business trip, he meticulously planned a date night and bought me a gift. I peeked inside the gift box and rolled my eyes. "Another one of your creepy pranks? Aren’t you a little too old for this?"

Caleb Smith's best friend, Kevin Baker, bragged, "Vivian, you don't know the full history of our pranks yet, do you? Let me fill you in now. "The first April Fool's Day after Winnie returned to the family, we tricked her into believing that Caleb's company was going bankrupt and desperately needed three million dollars. She drained her entire savings and even took out a bank loan to cover it. Caleb later used that money to buy you a dress. "The second year, we prepared the ugliest dress imaginable and told her that Caleb wanted her to wear it to a gala. She actually showed up in it. Thinking back on how everyone laughed at her still cracks me up."

James let out a roar that was more animal than human before lunging toward Marissa. He wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed tightly. "Why! Why did you cut off her oxygen? Why did you steal her bailout cylinder?" Marissa's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she was lifted off the ground by James. Her legs kicked uselessly in the air, while her nails gouged bloody lines down James' face. "Y-You… a-agreed to it…" She struggled to get the words out, her face flushing red as she choked. "On April Fools' Day… Y-You said it was… okay to prank her… to teach her a lesson… she won't forget…"

PS: Fire employee with IDs 1425, 678, 1368, and 844 unless you like being spied on by Vivian Stone. PPS: Might wanna tell a good reason why a nurse was visiting you. Jenn is a prankster (hard to believe, I know), and I am afraid you won’t like what she would come up with.” _ Jonathan read it twice and did not know if he should laugh or cry. She was having a blast - like playing a game. Jonathan was enthralled and scared at the same time. But it was a good kind of scary. He looked at Jennifer and shook his head.

If it weren't for me, Andy wouldn't have to sleep in parks or contract such a terrible illness… But then again, why was Andy hanging out with them? Sunny then sent me another text: [Don't you want the truth? Check out this livestream and you'll understand.] I stared at the link I didn't recognize, but quickly tapped on it with a trembling finger before I knew it. [Welcome to the World of Pranks! Our current prankster is Andy Lawson, and his victim is Jane Smith!] There was a small line underneath: [One month left!]

I wouldn't say he was totally good cause he was already an asshole for even planning on pranking me. Didn't he think it would hurt? Well, he didn't spread my secret and I could thank him for that. Then hit him for pranking me. "Dylan?" I called him but his face was still glued to the TV as he focused on Dwayne Johnson smouldering. If you guessed Jumanji then you guessed right. "Damn cupcake, do you think I'd be able to smolder that good?" "Well, it depends actually cause you're already ugly so that might affect it but it doesn't hurt to try"

Jenna either had plastic surgery or this Jenna was fake! Now they had to confirm it. Charles sat on the sofa and drank a sip of water. “She didn’t answer me. Uncle Zivon was very angry because he said that I was focusing on the wrong things. After that, he pulled her back into the room. But at that time, she was obviously about to answer me. It seemed as though she didn’t notice the problem.” Cecilia sat by him and frowned, “Is it plastic surgery then?”

Maybe. “What's the adventure about?” I ask, completely intridged. “Pranking pack members.” My hand flies to my mouth and I gasps, “and she thinks I won't be down for it?!” Mike Ross laughs heartily. “Bro, have you forgotten our pranks back in highschool?” “How can I? Mr. Jenson really suffered from us the most.” I snort in the most unattractive way possible. Mr. Jenson was our school principal and gosh, I dislike that man so much. He is this two goody shoes idiot who's always watching us go against the rules while he fucks the head nurse.

"What kind of prank is this?" Her assistant shrugged. "Maybe just someone trolling. Ignore it." But Jenna wasn't giving up. She changed Kelvin's profile name to Billionaire Baby and messaged again: [@billionairebaby: How much is everything you've shown so far? I want to buy all of it.] The seller raised a brow, amused. "Sure you do. Probably just a flex kid. Let's test her. Tally up everything we've shown so far." After a few moments, her assistant whispered, "Total is $950 million."

She knew about the man’s feelings for her for years, but right now, she couldn’t help but be afraid each passing day. “Papa!” The child immediately got her phone when he saw that the man answered her facetime. He then flashed a wide, enthusiastic smile on his face and waved his hands like he was really happy that he saw Johannes. “Denver! Why are you naked? It’s cold!” Johannes’ usual Chicagoan accent and deep voice caught her attention, but she didn’t bother to insert herself beside the kid just to see him. She instead leaned her elbow at the glass table and sipped on her juice.