Little Joke Book Kill Tony Novels & Stories

girls have had enough, you should stop." "Why? Lizzy muttered. Kathleen chuckled. When they were done with the first bottle,Lizzy ordered for an extra bottle. "This party is boring." Lora tiredly said. Lizzy snorted. "No it isn't, you are." Kathleen started laughing and Lizzy joined her hopelessly. "Kathleen."A familiar voice called. They both stopped laughing as they turned around to see who called Kathleen " Hmhmm, look who the cat dragged in here tonight."lizzy announced."it Jones the heartbreaker." "Hello Tony, nice party you got here."Lora commented sarcastically. "What do you want Tony?" Kathleen asked ashe turned around. "Can we talk else where please?" Tony asked calmly. "And break

Tony says, catching the pillow and sending me a wink before tucking it beneath him, “a certain Princess said she’d owe me a favor if I killed Wright. I figured I’d just take out the entire team, see if I could get two.” “You did it for me!?” I squeak, delighted, pressing my hands to my chest as I beam at my friend, a huge smile spreading across my face. “Oh, come on,” Tony says, giving me a smirk and leaning back on his hands, “men have done a lot more for a smile like that.”

“Who’d take down more guys. Guess who came out on top?” Petrov chuckled again, the sound rumbling in his chest. “He’s lying. It was a draw at best.” “Sure it was,” Tony replied, rolling his eyes. “Keep telling yourself that.” Despite myself, I couldn’t help but laugh. The absurdity of the moment—the two of them joking around after everything—was too much. “You’re both idiots,” I said, shaking my head. “But we’re alive,” Tony countered, winking at me. “And you love us for it.”

While working overtime late into the night, I suddenly received a video from my wife. "Honey, there's a homeless man outside our door. I'm so scared!" In the video, a disheveled man was sitting outside my house. He occasionally muttered strange, unintelligible words. I immediately got permission to leave work and drove home, but on the way back, I got into a car accident. Only after I died did I learn the truth. It was a prank that had gone viral online. The footage of the homeless man had been generated using AI. What I never expected was that my wife's male best friend had taught her how to pull it off. They had even tampered with my car's brakes in advance. Worse still, the two of

“Cover more ground. Eyes open.” Dee raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Careful.” Aire disappeared into the crowd, moving like she’d learned to before her death—fluid, unseen, yet fully aware. Every familiar corner, every alleyway, whispered secrets of who had risen and who had fallen while she was gone. And Trevon? He was out there, lurking, underestimating the girl he tried to kill.

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?”

He barked out a laugh like this was the funniest thing he'd ever heard as he continued, “They’re trying to figure out if Alex Miller 'The Ogre' was replaced with Prince Charming.” I let out a snort. “If we’re using Shrek references, wasn’t the ogre actually the good guy?” Tony threw his hands up. “Must you ruin everything? We were supposed to laugh about this together.” “I’m sorry if I don’t find my employees comparing me to an ogre particularly hilarious,” I said flatly. He rolled his eyes. “You’re so boring.” He settled deeper into the chair, stretching like he had all the time in the world. I tried to ignore him and get back to the file I was reading.

If you're really a Ford, I'll let you use my head as a soccer ball. The room burst into laughter. Mia's face darkened. Her voice turned cold. "Logan, enough. Keep this up and I'm really breaking up with you." My consciousness started fading. My limbs turned cold. Darkness crept into my vision. With difficulty, I turned toward a blurry figure near the doorway. Using the last of my strength, I forced out: "Help... me..." Aaron burst out laughing. "Who's going to save you? Your fans?" The crowd laughed as they shoved me back into the liquor again.

"Nathalie, didn't I tell you not to come here? Why did you bring the children too?" I frowned. "Why did that man just now call her Mrs. Shaw?" Jerome was stunned momentarily, a look of panic flashing across his face. Just then, Miranda Jones—the one referred to as Mrs. Shaw—had just finished dealing with the people outside and entered the room. She quickly explained, "Nathalie, don't misunderstand. They're just joking around." Jerome also nodded. "Yes, they like to joke. You know there's nothing going on between me and her."

came a girl’s disappointed voice. “Sorry, sweets. I might have killed you unintentionally” said Young ho in a flirty tone. “It’s okay. I am lucky to be killed by you” said the girl in a seductive tone. “Seriously? Was that a joke? Someone remove this bimbo or I will kill her in real life. Pray that you don’t meet me in person.” said Eun Ji while rolling her eyes in disbelief. “Death by Lily killed me!” “Kill me too! Kill me too”