Prank Stories Novels & Stories

"Connor Pierce is the campus heartthrob. Why would a guy like that fall for someone like you, ordinary as you are? I was helping you. Testing whether he really loves you." Cassidy caught on and let out a mocking laugh. "I knew it. Tara was helping you, and you throw a tantrum? You really think highly of yourself." Holly piled on. "It's just a couple of dumb flyers in a group chat. You are so fragile. We're in college–people joke around." It hit me, listening to them, how easily I'd let this happen the first time around. That had ended with me locked in a basement by some pervert who saw the flyer.

today. Last time, some smartypants thought that it would be such a funny prank to light firecrackers inside my locker. Obviously, it burned everything inside. Do you know what's funnier? I was blamed for it. On top of that, they also pull extreme pranks like stealing my undergarments and raising them in the sacred pole of the school. They thought it would be humiliating, but when I took my underwear off in front of them and put them on my jacket, they managed to shut up.

Everyone said we were a perfect match, like a blade and its sheath. We had exchanged rings. The wedding was set for early spring the following year. Everything should have gone smoothly. Yet, staring at the bright “Cancel” button on the screen, I suddenly remembered his words. “A prank.” An overwhelming sense of exhaustion crawled up from my bones. I suddenly felt tired.

Not just his name, but the titles that followed, which consisted of eligible bachelor, youngest CEO and blah blah, before Max Walker foll A round of applause resounded in the hall, while the females present wish that they are the partner that will get sele Olivia raised her brow as her name was called as well and looked at her pare They've once told her about being friends with a so-called Max, but she wasn't expecting them to embarrass her, by asking her to dance with While Max had walked towards the space in between the guests, Olivia refused to stan Her parents started pleading with her, "it's just a dance baby, you can do it

“You’re the ones who shoved him into the elevator with some crazy cock-sucking loony.” “True,” Ilkay chuckles, “But for a bit, The Lancet was interested in running an article — first woman to get knocked up through the throat.” And the laughter starts all over again. We all know the girl was lying through her over-whitened teeth, but it’s too good a story not to milk. I grin, remembering the glorious mess. Washington, D.C., a few drinks too many, and —because we’re terrible people and it was his week — a prank with Viagra, an elevator, and a bunny gold digger.

The kind of sense I did not want to possess. I wish this is just a dream. I wish my parents were still alive this time to tell me everything is a huge prank. But Mom hates pranks. Mom slapped Dad in front of us when Dad created his last April Fools' prank. He pretended to have a mistress on April first nine years ago. And Dad never pranks any of us again.

Zack's Pov. I'm home from school now. What my monkey friends make me do is tiring. They said they wanted me to prank Angel with my stretches and also to show him my sweetness. Suppose I pretend to be sweet to her hmm. If there was no real punishment, I wouldn't do that because I know that woman likes me and I don't like her. Then they say that I will dance on the ground naked when I don't do that. ***** I called Zyrone first to find out when I would stop what they were doing. It was annoying

We played subtle pranks on Uncle Jake and his fiancée, things that didn't really hurt, but that took away his peace in some way, for example, like pouring olive oil in his wine, filling with salt his slice of wedding cake, putting a fart cushion on his seat, and when he sat down, he made this hilarious fart noise that made everyone laugh at him and things like that. I was having a lot of fun, and even though that wasn't enough for Peter, seeing Uncle Jake going through all that trouble already made him more excited. But we got caught at the end of the party, and since we were just two kids, no one really took it seriously. My dad and Uncle Jake yelled at us and said they were going to ground

A man hit by a car in New York in 1977 got up uninjured, but lay back down in front of the car when a bystander told him to pretend he was hurt so he could collect the insurance money. The car then rolled forward and crushed him I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

I watched the spectacle with a grin, not turning back to the males until the group had vanished into the night. I finally looked down at Harrison, who was staring up at me with an expression of wide-eyed, absolute shock. I began to wonder if I’d pushed the prank too far. "You did not just douse Nadia Rahman in fermented berries," Grant said, his palms flat on the table as he stared at me in stunned silence. "Um, I’m fairly certain that was the trajectory," I said, my delight beginning to waver into uncertainty. Silence hung over the table like a heavy mist for a long moment. But then, Grant reached over, hauled me off Harrison’s lap and into his own, and I realized I had just become a legend