Orphan Jokes Dark Humor Novels & Stories

“Don’t fuck this up by laughing.” He laughed harder, and I caught the side of him no one ever saw. HJ never really laughed, not like this. He’d momentarily lost the dark side of himself—the empty, hollowing side that sucked at your soul when he looked at you—and appeared like a genuinely carefree guy in his twenties.

I asked, "So, Miss. How is it going with the Dark humour guy? Any update so far?" "HA! Dark humour! He's the funniest guy, I've ever met. Didn't you hear that line of him? I mean he called himself motherfucker; oh my, that's the kind of humour I love. Every time he cracks a joke, it makes me head over heels for him. And not forget his awkwardness around girls" the sarcasm was dripping from her mouth. But that changed my mood. And we both started chuckling, "He's not that bad!" I exclaimed. Right? He's not that bad.

She soon snooped around the bathrooms and under the table searching for a mystery that is never going to happen. "Is she.. okay?" Yeah, I'm asking that myself too. "Yeah, should we call a MEANtal Doctor as well?" Cryx added sarcastically and chuckled as well. "You're not funny Cryx, accept it." I shrugged and he pouted. "Guys! I have a joke for you," Ione beamed. "Please, don't," gosh! This is gonna be so corny and she's not even 'that' funny! "Sure, go ahead." Poor Caspian who's not aware of her disease, hehe.

“Pathetic, isn’t it? Julian defending you like some knight while his pregnant girlfriend is on the floor begging. And Sienna…God, the way she whined about her back pain and swollen feet, as if that excuse is trying to murder you. They deserve each other. Let them tear themselves apart while we watch from the front row.” We both dissolved into it for a moment longer, the shared mockery bonding us in a way words couldn’t. It felt cathartic, dangerous, adult the kind of dark humor that only people who had survived betrayal could truly savor. Eventually the laughter faded, leaving a charged silence and the faint echo of satisfaction. He set his empty glass down and checked his watch. “I should h

Bradley Fry, my CEO husband, loves bringing his friends home for meals the most. He claims that this makes them feel like an actual family. As they drink in the feast I've whipped up for everyone, one of Bradley's friends comments smilingly, "I knew that you were a virtuous one, Emily! Now this is how the legitimate wife should act!" My expression doesn't falter as I ask in a half-joking manner, "Oh? Does Bradley have a spoiled and pampered mistress by his side, then?" His friends are stunned by my question. A trace of panic crosses their eyes simultaneously. But Bradley just wraps an arm around my shoulders with a smile. "Don't listen to their nonsense, Emily. Who else is worthy as my

All he had ever wanted was to be with his mate and for centuries we had searched. We had stopped counting after a while but no luck. We had both given up on having a special someone that got us and would accept us despite our flaws… ‘We have no flaws— we are perfect, Orin,’ “I wouldn’t say perfect,” I scoffed. ‘I am perfect… if you say you aren’t and that’s on you,” he teased. I let out a soft laugh. One might think I was mad most times but I got my humor, the dark and dry humor was what had kept us alive and I got it from my best friend.

Each table was surrounded by several people, piled high with cash and chips. This wasn't futures trading at all—this was an underground casino! "Ethan, let me introduce you." Noah led me toward a middle-aged man. "This is Mr. Somner, the owner here." Mr. Somner looked to be in his 40s, dressed in an expensive suit, his eyes cold. "So, this is your classmate, Mr. Grant?" Mr. Somner asked, sizing me up. "I heard you're very smart. The state's top scorer for this year's SAT, right?"

SCARLETT'S POV. I was completely right. The party was boring as hell, and from the looks of things we weren't even near done here. And then even worse, the annoying as fuck MC who thoughts his jokes were so funny but they were obviously not, had been wasting so much time on the third segment of the programme which was jokes and riddles, that I almost threw my shoe at him. If I heard one more uncle joke coming from his mouth, I could just do it right there, damning all the consequences.

Rohan who had been introduced as Jay's older brother said, then winked at her. "If wishes were horses." Sana said. "And I don't want to be on the same team as you, you disgusting man child." Charlie snapped. "Oh baby, you know you want a piece of this." He leered. "I don't know who's more gross, Warren or you." Sana shuddered. "Hey! What did I do?" Warren protested. "Better check your pocket for used condoms." Charlie laughed, Jay and Sana joining in. It must have been some sort of inside joke, but with how leaky these people's mouths were, I was sure the rest of us will know all about it before the day ended.

Easter frowned trying to think but then shook her head negatively. "An impasta!" With that, they both started laughing making Sarah stare at the man dumbfounded. She heard this joke trillion times and she was sure this man must have used it many times as well but he was still laughing like a hyena. Darren looked up finding the woman he wanted to meet standing there with ridiculed expression openly telling him how lame his joke was. Sarah turned away from him grabbing the bags but watching her struggling with them he chuckled lowly standing up and making Easter look at him.