Laughs Maniacally Novels & Stories

he added, brushing a thumb on my cheeks, that made my skin crawl. His smile widened. “It comes from people like me, we build boys like him and make them who they are in future. You should be thankful.” I spat at him and the saliva landed on his cheek, for a second the room went completely still, then something dark flickered behind his eyes. He released my hair slowly, wiped his cheek with the back of his hand and then he began to laugh. The laughter was disturbing, it made him look like a maniac who just escaped from a facility.

He had a scribble out face. I could feel myself smiling as I kept increasing the gripe around this man's neck. The whispers around me were getting louder. I could no longer tell if they were real or fake. I started to laugh as I felt the neck in my hands slowly start to break. I could feel something wet going down my face as I laughed. The man in my hands started to laugh with me. Our laugh started to mix. The laughter continued until I felt his neck break in my hold. ….It is quiet now

When the idiot Liam had even dared to answer that with innocent voice, I burst out. "GET OUT OF HERE THIS INSTANT YOU ASSHOLES! SUMASAKIT ANG ULO KO DAHIL SA INYO!!" When I shouted that, both of them just bursts out in laughter while clutching their stomach. Causing my frustrations to intensify. Good Lord! I could really kill these idiots kapag nagkataon! I just tightly squeezed my eyes out when they just continued laughing at my expense. "Nakakatawa ang mukha niya, Mason! Pulang-pula. Halos puputok na!" And then with that, he burst out in laughter again.

The crowd held their breath as they witnessed daring feats on the trapeze, high-wire acts that defied gravity, and captivating fire dances that flickered and blazed in harmony with the pulsating music. Laughter filled the air as talented comedians took their turn on the stage, their quick wit and humorous anecdotes invoking riotous mirth. Their jokes ranged from light-hearted banter to clever observations about lycan life, sending waves of amusement rippling through the crowd. The audience, immersed in the comedic energy, shared hearty laughs and exchanged playful banter, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and joy.

he managed to keep a sullen looking face but I could see the amusement in his eyes. Standing up, I shoved him, "freaking a**-hat", tripping over his feet he grabbed onto the bed sheet for support but ended up taking it down with him. Uncontrollable laughter from both of us filled the room at what had happened, his face kept replaying in my head, the pure panic and I found myself laughing so much my stomach began to ache. His face... the face of a murderer. The feeling of being punched in the stomach hit me full wack yet again and my laughter stopped abruptly.

He laughed like a maniac. "Who? This beta or that beta?"

We make it into the hallway, our laughter echoing in the empty corridor. I’m doubled over, clutching my stomach, tears of laughter streaming down my face. “Did you see his—” I start, but then shake my head, remembering Luca couldn’t see the dead. “Never mind. You have no idea how ridiculous he looked.” Luca’s leaning against the wall, breathless and grinning like a maniac. “Well, judging by how fast you ran, I’m guessing it was priceless.” “Oh, it was,” I say, wiping a tear from my eye. “And his rant about my clothes? ‘Scandalous!’ I thought he was going to call for a fainting couch!”

Alaric screamed, swatting at my hands like a panicked child. "I must get the salt! It will stain! Oh, the tragedy of the trousers!" I wailed, leaning into the role. I grabbed a large salt cellar from the table and began to dump it liberally onto his lap. "Salt for the wound! No, salt for the silk! I am so confused!" Evelyn had her hand over her mouth, but I could see her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Marcus had actually spit his water back into his glass. But it was Lucien who was the most spectacular. He had completely lost his "Fox" composure. He was hunched over the table, his forehead resting on his hand, his entire body quaking with silent, gut-busting mirth.

And he was looking soooo cute that Liam burst into giggles. "Hehheehhehe. Sir... You are sooo cute". He couldnt help but pinch Lucas's cheeks. "Me Cute????? No way. I am hot and handsome and am sulking". Lucas said puffing his cheeks and this didn’t help Liam at all who was full blown laughing fits. He tried to speak anything but laughed out even more to see Lucas frowning and stomping his feet in anger. But it wasn’t anger to say. "Narak. Narak mak maak khub". Liam managed to say as he controlled his laughter.

I lamented he laughed after I was done and this sent chills down my spine, did I say something funny? "sir why are laughing, this is important!" I screamed "I know it is but I can't help it when my laughing mood kicks in" he replied I slapped my forehead once more and this time, It hurt me badly