Mean Pranks For Revenge Novels & Stories

"You think these five years have been hard on you? Do you have any idea what we've had to go through? And now you have the nerve to throw a punch at Matthew? Clearly, you haven't learned your lesson yet!" I froze. Listening to her detached voice, I felt the last spark of life inside me finally flicker out. After a long silence, I looked up at her, a mocking, hollow smile tugging at my lips. "So this isn't enough for you? Would it be enough if I just paid you all back with my life? Would that finally be enough?" "Even now, you're just talking out of spite!" Annoyance flashed through Priscilla's eyes. She signaled her driver and shoved me into the back seat.

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…"

Point was, she could deny it all she wanted, but this tattooed, gothic himbo was just her type. “This, Knight—” I snapped another picture. “—is what happens when you put purple dye in people’s expensive hair masks.” His stupid prank had almost cost him his life. I had the kind of blonde some women paid thousands for. Thankfully, I found a hair stylist in the state that was able to get every trace of purple out. “I’m going to start an entire line of merch featuring your naked ass.” It wasn’t at all how I expected to get my revenge on Knight, but it was good enough. Plus it was also bound to piss Caius off. What was that saying about birds and stones again?

I released a ‘tch, tch, tch’ sound to fake compassion. “Today, in all my senses, I declare, we are ‘now’ equal.” I smirked, releasing a suppressed chuckle. “W-What….?” He asked in utter apprehension, gulping to fathom how far I could go as I declared what I planned long ago. “My revenge is completed today.”

“I have come for my complete payment.” My face scrunched up. “Are you retarded? I should be asking for the one I already gave you.” “You asked me to swap results. And I did it. You have to give me my complete payment regardless of the outcome.” If we weren’t in public and if I wasn’t trying to protect my reputation, I would have struck him on the face multiple times for being extremely asinine. Instead of doing that, I walked past him. “Get lost,” I seethed.

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!]

“You know what? I should cut your fucking tongue out right now. Oh. I would enjoy cutting you into pieces for them to watch. Fuck keeping you alive. I’m going to put on a little show for them.” He stands in front of me and takes my phone out of his pocket. He places the screen in front of me, and my face automatically unlocks it. Beads of sweat rush down the folds of his forehead. His shaky fingers struggle to hold my phone as he swipes through. “You think I’m a fucking joke, don’t you?” He breathes out. “I didn’t spend fifteen years planning my revenge just to be made fun of! I have tools! I would gut you with a screwdriver and make them watch. They love you. That’s punishment enough for th

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.

I looked at him, gazing at the scar and his steel silver eyes that assessed me bore no emotion as usual and then I looked at the army and the two women a few paces away from me and I did what was best at the moment. I flared into deep, boisterous laughter, the type of laughter that made me want to clutch onto my belly despite my hands being tied and the type that made me want to roll on the floor while laughing cause this was the best birthday prank ever and grump was a damn good actor. _________________

If it's good things, I'll be happy for him as an old friend, but if it's just painful things, I can apologize to him and do anything to make up for it. From my point of view, our friendship broke down because of that $50, so I think that if we make up for something of greater value we can continue to be friends. I'm not looking forward to this, but I don't want to miss the chance even though he's just a bad person. Actually, I also think I'm a bad person. I directly asked, “What happened when you were taken away by the mafia?” Duane looked up at the ceiling, pondered for a moment, and then said, “They pulled out all my fingernails and toenails, then beat me up, until I couldn't move anymore,