Maniac Laughing Novels & Stories

He started laughing at his lame joke. "And see, you succeeded too." Asshole looked at me and winked while I was controlling the rage rising in me. "By the way, tell me, is she good on..." Dare you to utter a word, and I will make sure people will see you dead in the news tomorrow." I stopped him before he uttered more sh*t than he already had. That idiot started laughing like a maniac upon hearing me. Yup, now it’s confirmed that he is manic. "What happened? You said you don’t care about her." He mocked.

This kind of smile was seen by Manfred and he felt as if he had been humiliated. Was this guy laughing at him for taking interests so seriously? "Little guy, what are you laughing at?" Manfred said, gnashing his teeth. "Nothing, I just thought of a few things from the past, and I couldn't hold back anymore. I am really sorry." Samuel said. Manfred slammed the table and stood up. What past things could there be about this little brat? He was clearly teasing him. "Little guy, do you know what this place is? Do you know that if I want you to die here, you won't have a chance to live?"

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.

Marcel felt like he is a god while the two of them are sinners who asked for his forgiveness. Marcel's laughter erupted like the cackle of a maniac, wild and unrestrained. His eyes grew wide with mirth as he threw his head back, clutching his stomach as if in pain. The sound echoed through the room, filling it with a sense of chaos and unpredictability. It was a laugh that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it because it was clear that Marcel was not in his right mind. As the laughter subsided, he looked around with a twisted grin on his face.

but suddenly it crashed out of my mouth, “Fuck man! fuck this shit!” The guy paused and his face became redder. “Did you just say fuck man?” Seeing the veins popping out of his forehead and neck, I lost my cool and involuntarily bursted into rounds of derisive laughter. “Stop laughing!! you moron” The guy bellowed angrily. “I’m not moron, I'm stiles” Fuck! fuck! stop replying, I said mentally and covered my mouth with my fingers so that words wouldn't crash out of my mouth again. It was as if anytime I think of something negative, it crashes out of my mouth.

“ Still drinking, she asked who made this?” “Ahh it… It was me” Aiden spoke nervously. With that, calista burst into laughter Hahahhahahhahahha… Oh my god hahhqhahahha “What's so funny, kitten?” Aiden asked curiously. “ You… Hahaha.you made this. The great mafia king… Seriously, and you want me to believe, never “Nice joke by the way” she said still laughing Taking predatory steps towards calista he tood in front of her and leaned down towards her face. Licking her lips, he backed away which make calista yearning for more, delicious kitten.

Mike stepped forward and tried to persuade the man. Still, the man laughed gratingly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, making strange, bone-chilling sounds. His laugh would always send shivers down Mike's spine, not just because of his sinister and terrifying demeanor but also due to the creepy sound of his laughter. “Mike, you think too highly of yourself,” He said laughingly, “Do you think I can’t use the drugs on you even if I don’t return your son to you? Do you think I can’t just put you under the influence if I wanted to?”

He kept looking from his father to the paper that he was flaunting to his face for acceptance and signing. "Tick-tock, time is going by." Cappuccino smiled like he meant no harm. To deal with a Maniac, one needed to be a maniac for a while and that was just the case with his son - Alexander Leonardo.

For the first time ever in her life, Aaliyah felt pity for figure that was implanted haphazardly in the building wall, the occasional twitching of his body serving as the only indication that he was still alive. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!” The laughter of the 6th was so loud that Mane almost covered his ears. His face cringed at the loud laughter, causing his friends to look at him strangely, wondering what was going on. After all, they were very clear on Mane’s strength. His cringe was definitely not from exertion. Mane shook his head to indicate that he was fine and returned his attention to his nine masters.

How much more disgusting could he become? A smile. A small laugh. Then a guffaw, all before him as tears welled up in her eyes as she laughed, it was the opposite of what she felt and it was definitely better than yelling. People don't get arrested for laughing at a restaurant, even if it meant laughing like a bloodthirsty maniac who had his prey in sight. He stared at her in disbelief for a brief moment, anyone would have been surprised at her reaction. Laughing was the last thing that came to mind in this situation, but what would she rather do than laugh? Andrew joined her in laughing, an awful chorus of people bound by their specific abnormalities. It was weird. People had begun to stare