Miss Joke Novels & Stories

[Your five years are up. You've failed your mission. You have 72 hours until your elimination.] I heard the system's cold voice echoing in my head and laughed bitterly as I rejected my boyfriend, Dylan Abbott, who was making empty promises to me again. "No, thank you!" I was going to die. We weren't going to have a future together anymore. A short bout of silence later, he sent me a video. "Is this the reason why you're rejecting me, Felicia Cooper? Because you're planning to continue bullying Lynette behind my back?

Coldy yet serious, he mocked. "Oh? You must be, Yin Montero!" Mari's sleepy voice became lively. "Sorry, I didn't inform you that I can't make it..." She giggles. Yin knitted his forehead, his jaw clenched. "Really, huh? Does it excites you, Ms. Sandoval? Making fun of someone else?" "It's fun, really. I had a good night, thinking where your patience go," she chuckled. "Did you enjoy the food?" She asked as if she's concern with him.

I was so nervous as I stared at the office that mom and dad had brought me to,my 7 year old self didn't like it one bit,I was not comfortable with the woman who crossed her leg sitting with her legs crossed. "What is your name?". The woman asked me in particular and I had to state up to my mom and she smiled at me. "Jessica". I replied to the lady who smiled in return. "That's nice to hear Jessica,my name is Miss Sarah and we would be seeing each other often so I look forward to our meeting,now let's begin…..how did you feel when you stabbed your mother?". She asked and I narrowed my eyebrows.

I defended, knowing it wasn’t entirely true. “I’ve made a background research on you Miss Mia Cruise and I know for a fact that this office is like your secret lair, you still mourn the puppy you lost to a tragic accident three years ago even more than your late father and you are a huge fan of De Brans bar and go there every weekend to get drunk,” he said and caught his breath right on time. I gave him a puzzled look which slowly turned into a wicked smirk. “I’m sure this is an invalid case in the court of law,” I said, resting my head on my jaw.

When I do that, she'll blush and try to her best to hide it. "Stop pointing it out." She says, flustered. "It's so embarrassing." "What do you want me to do?" I teased. "Lick it away?" She rolls her eyes and sips on her milkshake. "Stop rolling your eyes," I say. "Pretty girls don't roll their eyes, okay?" She shot me a teasing smirk. "You think I'm pretty?" My face fell as she laughed at her question. I know she meant it as a joke, but when I see her face...

"That's nice, I'm happy you've found yourself a female friend." I chuckled and looked at her. "I play center." She shouted. "You should be a cheerleader, you don't look like someone who can throw a ball in a basket." Greg mocked her in a loud voice. "That was unfair." Jake retorted and we both chuckled. "How about we play a game? If I make ten free throws in a row, you'll let me play." She challenged him. "I accept your fucking challenge."

, Mike said with a smile. "I don't try too.", she said. "it was a joke, Hun.", he said. "You got under mine, and well I like you there."

Armin said, deadpan and accusatory. “He was in front of me and with a gun!” The journalist slammed her chained hands against the metal table, sounding a dry echo “And he kissed me!” “I'm doing what I can, but the biggest mobster in the country just got away and unfortunately it was just you with him…” the older sipped his bitter coffee and looked back at the friend, who looked to be finished in and out. He put his nerves aside and softened his voice “I know it's not your fault, it was poor prison security, we have recordings and footage. They will take it away from you.” He pointed to the metal on the girl's wrist.

So, I sent a different message: “As long as you’re happy and safe, have fun. I will miss you.” I added, “And when I say miss… I mean, a lot.” She responded with a blushing emoji: “Stay safe, Mav. Don’t let the bed bugs bite *wink*.” “Okay, now I’m scared. What if they create an army and attack me when there’s no one to help me? Do you want me to die alone and lonely?” I sent back, laughing at the absurdity of it, but it was exactly the kind of thing Jasmine would say. And I found I rather liked her quirky humor.

"Anyone who bullies Hazel Sweeney again, I'll break their neck!" Everyone was stunned. I only felt irony; it was just another farce of someone betting with others to win me over. When he gave me priceless jewelry, I did not even bother opening the box; I simply donated it, saying I had plenty of such things. The next day, he sent even rarer, more expensive pieces. He took me to a Mafia family dinner, yet I showed up in a bikini. When someone mocked me for being unruly and dressed like a prostitute, he immediately canceled his partnerships with those companies and acquired them!